Comics & Zines, Thoughts

2021

January 4, 2022 marks five years of drawing [almost] everyday (my daily routine didn’t quite survive the disruption that was 2020 and so on December 9th 2020 I transitioned to drawing quickly in a sketchbook as opposed to digitally). The sketchbook is definitely more of a personal dumping ground so I’m a bit more selective on what I share.

You can see my past 2020 and 2019 recaps, but here are some highlights about what I’ve been up to in 2021.

January 6th:

The end of winter break mostly consisted of updating my portfolio and applying to internships. Also finished my first crochet project (a scarf).

January 19th:

Here are some preliminary sketches for a DnD character (would later redraw digitally), my friends and I began a campaign that spread out throughout the semester which always gave me something to look forward to each week.

This was also the first day ‘back at school’. In case you missed it, the entirety of my third year of architecture school was online over Zoom, so a lot of the subsequent doodles were drawn during class.

February 4th:

I celebrated my 21st birthday in a small way, by using permanent markers (which bleed through and ruin the back of the page, I only do this for special occasions). Otherwise it was a pretty typical day of virtual class.

March 2nd:

Perhaps you can gather I wasn’t a huge fan of 100% online classes (for the most part).

March 6th:

Here you can see a rough draft of my comic for the Spring 2021 Static Fish (digital) anthology, which doubled as a draft for my larger, annual zine.

March 16th:

Thumbnail ideas for the cover of my 3rd year zine.

March 17th:

Draft of my ‘looking at myself on Zoom’ gif.

March 29-31st:

Some more comparisons between a normal semester and an online one (looking at the pros), and around this time I must have gotten back into the rabbit hole that is looking at old houses for sale and dreaming about fixing them.

April 7th:

A memory from the before-times (and my typical Bojangles order in case you needed to know that information), also some cat appreciation. My drawings got more sparse around finals season time.

June 15th:

June 25th-28th:

In late June I went camping for the first time in probably 10 years. Enjoyed cooking, having a campfire, taking long walks, trying out a tandem kayak, and dissecting an owl pellet (finally fulfilling a dream from 5th grade).

July 2-4:

From June 30th to July 17th, I went on a road trip with my mom and her friend, to visit her daughter who had moved to Utah. I did not draw a whole lot but here is a page about our trip from St. Louis to Topeka. I drove through a good chunk of Kansas and created my own state flag based on their landscape. Also some opinions on toilet roll placement based off of hotel room experience.

July 9-12th:

I instead kept track of the trip through a notebook, here’s a spread about the trip within Utah. It was definitely the longest road trip I’ve ever been on and was the highlight of my 2021. I’m thankful I got to make the memories I was able to with my mom and go out west for the first time.

August 28th:

Thankfully I was able to go back to school in-person in August. I was able to help run orientation again, this time was a lot more fun and rewarding. After being away for so long, I was eager to do as many things as possible before getting swamped with schoolwork.

September 4th:

During the Labor Day weekend I went to Governor’s Island for the first time. Finally was able to do the free kayaking (available in several points throughout the city) I wanted to since 2018. The island made it feel like I was teleported somewhere, it was really cool. I loved how it was only pedestrians and bicyclists allowed.

September 6th:

Also went to Coney Island for the first time, went with some orientation staff friends. I had also been wanting to go there for a long time, somewhat regretted not going during my own orientation.

September 10-11th:

Was able to go to CW Pencil Enterprises twice (another place I had been wanting to go forever) before they closed.

October 15-18th:

After way too long they finally opened the Hall Street Gate in October. Pratt has been closed to the public since 2020 and as such all the gates except 1 was closed, and there is only 1 turnstile on the entire side of the fence facing Higgins. During orientation we had to get probably 200 first years through the turnstile, not a fun time. If Higgins wasn’t already cut off from the rest of campus, the gate being closed made it feel much worse.

November 11-13th:

Decided to mess around and make a collage.

November 13-15th:

Went on a walking tour with the Pratt preservation grad students for fun. By some stroke of luck we ended right before the hail/thunderstorm, and I waited out the worst of it in the Strand bookstore. While I was in there I found a 2010 edition of Static Fish for $5.

November 24th-December 2nd:

Out of a desire not to catch or spread covid (not to mention taking 3 trains, a plane, and a hour and a half in a car to my home, and then back is utterly exhausting when we really only have 3 days of school off) I decided to stay at school during Thanksgiving break. My first Thanksgiving away from family, but it wasn’t too bad. Went to see the Macy’s Parade with my roommate (which required us to get up at 4am), and then got a bunch of food through the school’s dining hall (better than what I expected).

December 7-8th:

I had my design final in early December, it was a weight off of my shoulders for sure. As a reward I started playing Skyrim for the first time (may make a comic post type deal about that once I play some more).

December 9th:

December 9th marked the first year anniversary of starting this sketchbook. There’s not a whole lot of pages left so will have to transition to a different one soon.

December 30th- January 2nd

I survived finals and made it home (after packing up & moving out of my dorm room by myself… feels familiar). For New Years I visited a friend at her apartment and hung around the area for a bit. She had me play PokĂ©mon for the first time (may also want to comic post type deal about that too).

January 4th:

Figured I’d round it off with a little annual ‘about the artist’ and what I am up to in this last week before heading off to Rome (as long as everything goes to plan).

Thanks for reading! I think I may try to post a bit more frequently this upcoming semester to properly document my first time leaving the country.

Comics & Zines, Thoughts

2020

Today (January 4, 2021) would have marked four years of drawing everyday (started January 4, 2017). My daily routine struggled and failed to survive the disruption that was 2020, but we’ll get to that. Here are some personal highlights from the year, and if you’d like to you can also see my 2019 recap.

January 14:

An ‘about me’ from my 19 year old self. Seems like not much has changed on the likes/dislikes front, and at some point I retook the Myers-Briggs test and leaned more towards INFJ instead of my long-standing INTJ result.

Also while I’m writing this recap I was like ‘folktronica?’ but upon further consideration I think it’s just because I was trying to find the genre for Cosmo Sheldrake hah.

February 4:

I turned 20! I received a few gifts and spent the morning going to a bookstore to get a t-shirt, then had to go to history and ‘connections’ class. Spent the night alone with some pie.

I’m turning 21 in a month, but with everything going on it doesn’t change much. I feel like the pandemic has expedited the process of birthdays not feeling important anymore, at least for now. 21 is maybe the last of the legally important birthdays (except retirement age? but that’s a while away), though I have never cared about drinking so I am not eager to do that anyway.

February 15:

The first time I managed to go to Manhattan in 2020 was February 15th. Mother wanted me to get some ‘professional clothes’ in case I got any internship interviews (spoiler alert, I didn’t, but now I have some nice new clothes sitting in a storage unit). Saw the Oculus (apparently spelt that wrong) for the first time, and accidentally found Trinity Church and walked through the cemetery. Man I love history.

Later that day went to a movie with my then-suitemate and tried brown sugar milk boba, pretty good (held it with a gloved hand since it was so cold outside).

Ended February on the 29th with my last trip to Manhattan. It was for a design class site visit where we impersonated transfer students, then got some food and saw a very fancy dog store.

March 2:

The talk of coronavirus started pretty early in design class, with my professor predicting that we wouldn’t be able to come into studio anymore.

March 9:

Had a lot of anticipation and uneasiness with the growing talk about the virus and schools beginning to announce closures. It felt like dark clouds were gathering and waiting to pour.

March 11:

And I didn’t have to wait long. During class on a Wednesday we received the fateful email that we’d be starting online classes after an extended spring break.

March 12:

My approach to surviving the physical and mental stress of March 11th-March 14th was not thinking, just doing. Despite Res Life saying that they were expecting us to come back in April, my mom made me pack everything up in my dorm by myself and lug it two blocks to a storage unit. I had a lot of recently acquired large objects to suffer through transporting via a broken cart (air conditioner, 3D printer, microwave, large box of materials, several portfolios). It took two days to put everything in the storage unit.

The last night in New York I didn’t have anything of substance to eat (or any silverware to eat it with) so I went to Key Foods in search of a cup of ramen. Outside I overheard a lady on the phone saying ‘yeah surprisingly they still have toilet paper’- the beginning of that whole ordeal. I go inside and it’s the longest I’ve ever seen the line. The ramen wasn’t worth it at that point especially to spend so much time around people. This was before masks were advised to wear so this memory is especially weird for me to think back on. I spent that night eating yogurt for dinner (was originally saving it for breakfast) and sleeping on an empty bed with 2 pillows I would leave behind to be thrown away in the case I didn’t return. I put a post it note on my desk listing the few objects I left behind alongside a sewing needle that didn’t belong to me.

I went home on March 14th. The airport terminal was very empty, masks weren’t being worn yet and it’s not like you could buy any even if you wanted to. I wore plastic gloves on the trains and wrapped a scarf around my nose and mouth, still somewhat afraid I would look like I was overreacting (seeing a few other people also wear gloves was reassuring though). It was surreal landing in NC where everyone was business as usual while I felt radioactive.

April 4:

I survived late March/early April by playing Breath of the Wild and Animal Crossing New Horizons in my free time. I also started watching a few Twitch streamers, since there is a comfort is having someone talking in real time in the background. Gardening was another way I found to pass the time and also force myself to go outside while the majority of my time was spent staring at a Zoom or Google Meet window.

I also found comfort in rewatching television shows (especially anime that I last saw in middle school hah), listening to podcasts or songs, and singing along to musicals. I did all of that while working on my design final, which was on the 30th of April.

May 25:

The majority of May was spent in my room trying to fill time. I can tell that it was rough for me to stick with drawing everyday when everyday felt the same. I started an online summer class just so I wouldn’t have to take it in the fall, and revisited a really old comic idea to see if I could breathe some life into it.

June 26:

My brother had to go back to Pittsburgh so he could continue his graduate school studies (he’d been unexpectedly home since his March spring break), and after we dropped him off we swung by my storage unit in New York to retrieve items I wasn’t originally able to bring home. Spent less than 24 hours in either place and barely stopped the entire trip, very exhausting.

The unfortunate thing is that the morning that we were driving to New York was the when the school sent an email saying that dorms were going to open in the fall (which turned out to be false) so I took things from my storage unit that I didn’t need anymore for school (like old models, my drafting board, vellum) while not taking any additional clothes, oops.

July 31:

I successfully drew everyday from January to June 30th. And then July… yeah that didn’t happen. I made this on July 31st as a recap and an attempt to start it up again, which was successful for August.

The garden was pretty fruitful and I helped my parents retile and plaster the pool. I rescued some toad eggs, which turned into tadpoles and then small toads I got to release. I meant to write about them on this blog and include more photos but ended up writing a small article about them for the school newspaper because they matched the ‘Transition’ theme.

I think dorms were announced to be closed for the fall semester around this time too, which gave me a whole lot of mixed feelings.

I also made my 2nd Year of Architecture School Zine so I was occupied drawing that.

August 8:

August was a month for a lot of thinking. I’m a to-do list maker but with the future being so uncertain it’s hard to plan very far ahead.

August 21:

I was part of orientation staff for the week before my virtual fall semester started. It was a cool experience (though of course it would have more fun if it was during normal circumstances and we could be together physically) and I’d enjoy doing it again. I enjoyed meeting and getting to hear the thoughts of the incoming class who had to decide on a college largely without even visiting it beforehand.

Also that week I went to visit my friend at her new apartment where she was living by herself so it was the safest opportunity to see her in person. It was really great to see her again even if it wasn’t for long.

September 12:

Drawing everyday did not survive September, when I really started working on my online classes. Brain was mostly in ‘just do your assignments’ mode in which I just wanted time to pass so I could get closer to future semesters where we could be in person again.

Also in September I released a lot of the toads I had raised.

October 19:

I drew only a few times in October. Things were kind of rough before the pandemic, just the stress of school and 17-18 credit hours a semester, but then having classes completely online (which has pros and cons) and the world being rocked politically, environmentally, and with the pandemic it has been a lot to handle. I’m privileged and things could always be a lot worse but I hope my life is such that these times will be something that I learn a lot from but not something I ever ‘miss’, if that makes sense. I hope things get better.

November 7:

The days leading up to the election results were very nerve-racking, refreshing that map over and over. When it was clear that Biden had won, I figured hey, there’s a timeline where he didn’t win and things could be perhaps much worse. I wish I could feel more relieved but a new president is just the start to (hopefully positive) change, not a solution.

November 21:

I drew about 20 days of November but I got swept away with finals. This is one of the last drawings I made this year digitally. Finals were rough and unhealthily consumed all of my time but I made it through and I’m very proud of the work I was able to accomplish especially alongside my design partner.

I think the roughest part of the online environment is that there is not much room for casual conversation. No chit chatting before lecture or running into people in the hall or on the elevator, no casual runs to go get food with someone else. I’m thankful for my design partner who I got to talk to the most often, both about our classwork and about life in general, even though we were confined to our little Zoom rectangles.

Otherwise I sat alone in my room for the entire semester, only talking to my parents for a couple minutes a day at dinner.

December 15:

In December it was obvious that something needed to change, at least for a bit, so I found an old empty sketchbook on the 9th and scribbled in it with whatever pens were laying around and kept doing so for a while. Most of my pages are incoherent doodles alongside thoughts and to do lists but it’s been a nice change to draw beyond what I used to do digitally.

Winter break has been very restful and I’ve started crocheting a scarf. Compared to my attempts at embroidery, making something functional in 3D is pretty rewarding. I’d been wanting to start assembling a dollhouse during this break but for the moment it feels overwhelming. Otherwise I’ve been playing a lot of Minecraft with friends and need to work on finding something to do this summer.

So this was a lil personal reflection of my year. 2021 won’t magically fix our problems but I’m hopeful that things can start to swing back into the right direction.

I hope you’re staying safe and best of luck in the new year!

Comics & Zines, Thoughts

2019

Today (January 4th, 2020) marks the third year of drawing everyday (Started January 4th, 2017). At some point I’ll look back at the grand scheme of things but for now let us gaze upon the past year. Also behold my inconsistent art style.

January 13th:

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An ‘about me’ back when I was 18. I think these still hold true, though I am curious about the high ranking of waffles and the oddly specific ‘strangers in the dark’.

February 4:

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I turn 20 in a month which is weird, but so was turning 19 (I think mostly because 18 is such an important age but 19 is just like eh, you are still an ‘adult’ but not completely. 20 might kind of be the same though it means I’m not a teenager anymore).

February 26:

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On February 26th, I got to meet Lucy Knisley at her ‘Kid Gloves’ book signing at Books Are Magic. She definitely has one of my dream jobs. If I accomplish nothing else in life I would like to write books, whether it be graphic novels, poetry, fiction, nonfiction, or all of them. But I cannot help but wonder what it will take to get there.

March 5:

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If you cut back to me as a senior in high school I thought that everything would fall into place once I went to college and I don’t think that will ever be the truth. I overthink as much as ever, if not more.

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Spring Break! Hung out with friends a few times, enjoyed being back home for a mid-semester pick-me-up.

March 23:

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Back to school. Welcome to the common theme of trying to ‘take the day off’ aka working but just not on design. Also got the opportunity to see Chicago on Broadway. I originally didn’t win the school lottery but luckily got the last unclaimed ticket.

April 6:

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Went to MOCCA fest (a comic fest)! Got to meet Fran Meneses (frannerd) at her booth and bought a few of her books. Also saw the folks from Drawfee who I used to watch probably back in middle school or early high school and didn’t know they were going to be there so it was a pleasant surprise. Then went to Hudson Yards for the first time to see the giant Wasp Nest (Vessel), couldn’t go inside of it though.

April 19:

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April 23:

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There’s always a point in the semester where I am not taking great care of myself.

April 30:

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Went to the American Museum of Natural History for the first time as a subject for my final English essay (writing about how museums and statues can influence what version of history we learn). I saw a diorama that was on the cover of The Authentic Animal (a book on taxidermy) and it was kind of surreal because I had only ever seen it as a photo and didn’t know what museum it was in. Need to go back there sometime.

May 6:

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Best day of finals week was the picnic I had with my design studio.

May 12:

may1219 (2).png Moved out of my dorm and put everything in a storage unit. Rainy day but not too bad. Thankful for my parents driving all the way up so we could utilize the car, but of course that means we had to drive all the way back the 11 or so hours.

May 22:

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Went to the beach for the first time since elementary school or something. I love being tall so I can go far out and let the waves hit me, but I don’t like being responsible for the car keys and having sand everywhere.

May 27:

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Hanging out with friends is the best part of summer.

June 8:

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Went to Greenville Repticon with friends and brother! Saw so many good turtles and tortoises.

June 15:

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Went to Carowinds for the first time since 7th grade with my family. I think roller coasters are cool… but I do not like them.

July 2:

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Had a nice trip to Asheville with a few friends in early July. Went tubing in a river for the first time, got sunburned but had a lot of fun.

July 14:

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Finished my first year of architecture school zine, pretty happy with how it came out.

July 22:

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Spent around 5 days in Pittsburgh, moving brother into his new apartment. Also did a few touristy things, mom got a flat tire, and drove a lot to get home at around 2am.

July 29:

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Avoided my summer camp counseling responsibility for a day by going to the beach with a few more friends again (this time I didn’t have to drive ha).

August 2:

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Last day of helping at my mom’s lego robotics summer camp! It is the last camp after 7 years (about 5 years of me helping for two weeks each summer).

August 10:

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Went to another Repticon with friends! This time there was a venomous section which was interesting.

August 18:

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At the end of August I helped a friend move in and saw her college for the first time, then packed up myself. Went back to school a week early to help with the upperclassmen move-in, which allowed me more time to slowly move everything back from the storage unit.

August 26:

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Had my first day of work and first day of class, had no time to eat until about 6pm. Kind of a rough start.

September 14:

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Went to the Met for a history assignment. I always beat myself up for doing ‘fun’ things.

September 21:

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Went and saw Wicked! Won the school lottery for it, thought it was a cool backstory for the Wizard of Oz. Had several songs stuck in my head for a while and I’m a fan of scene changes. I just remember September as a pretty long month of getting back into the swing of school.

October 12:

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Went to Washington Square Park for the first time, and popped by the site for the design project.

October 25:

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Watched the first part of the last season of Bojack. Kind of had a rough (unrelated) time.

October 31:

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Didn’t really do anything for Halloween. Maybe one day holidays that happen on school days like this will feel fun again. Mostly just worked in my room.

November 2:

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Did ‘huevember’ so that’s why November is all colorful. Went to CAB (Comic Arts Brooklyn), saw a talk with a few people like Chris Ware and Art Spiegelman (these are a few excerpts from their talk), and walked around the tables. Wrote about it a bit in here.

November 16:

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Went to Storm King. Probably my favorite trip this semester. This title may seem familiar, and you can read a bit about my visit in that blog post.

November 25:

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Also in November: went to the MoMA with my history class which was interesting since it recently reopened. Also went home for Thanksgiving (was only there really for two days) at the end of the month. Kinda sucked because all of the design final stuff was due at 9pm the Sunday at the end of break so came back to work.

December 4:

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I survived my third college finals season. Got all As and Bs *thumbs up emoji*

December 7:

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Meanwhile, I am not sure why, but after most of a life depraved of miniature things I have had the increasing desire to make a dollhouse and decorate the inside. We have a few miniature building kits that my parents promised we would make when I was a small child but perhaps I need to take the initiative. At any rate, visited the only dollhouse store I could find near me and it was really cool (though a bit out of my price range at the moment) and got a signed Book of Mini. Wherein I discover the existence of the 68 Thorne Rooms in Chicago and that there is a ‘keeper’ who gets to maintain them and decorate for the holidays…. another dream job.

December 20:

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Traveled home! The beginning of winter break consisted of lengthy Terraria sessions with my brother since we hadn’t been able to play games together for quite some time. Christmas and New Years Eve were just small celebrations with my family. I have about 2 weeks left before I go back for my fourth semester, so we’ll see how that goes. I’ve been working on and just finished shingling a miniature 1:12 scale barn for no particular reason (I don’t own horses in the right scale or necessarily have a desire to furnish the inside yet, maybe constructed it as a warm up for an actual house).

Thanks for sticking out 2019 with me. We’ll see if I blog more this year, let me know if there is anything you want see :0

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Thoughts

I, too, am the landscape

“Museum”: white wall, a spotlight, do not touch, standing, crowded, maze of galleries, walking slowly. A separation.

The Storm King Art Center is a 500 acre open-air sculpture park and a completely unique context to view art. Although only a few of the sculptures are allowed to be touched, there exists a cohabitation, a relationship between me, the sculptures, and the earth. I lie down on the cold, dying grass. Eyes open, blue sky and sculpture above.

The vast scale and openness allows for a number of things not typically experienced in a traditional museum setting:

  • Deception in scale between photos and real life, the only real way to experience the context surrounding the sculptures is to exist in the same space as them.
  • Exploration and freedom are really emphasized. There is no clear path, no signs pointing the way. You can run, you can walk, you can roll down the hill, lie down, wander through the forest and down to the river. It felt like a scaled up version of how a park or playground feels to a kid, since you are so small the world seems so large. If that makes sense. Additionally, the map lacked many reference photos so I found the best route was walking towards whatever caught my eye.
  • Within the first hour of being there, my phone decided to bug out and shut down, rebooting with 6% battery, when it was previously in the 90s. Cool, love that. Having my phone basically die made the day interesting in that I couldn’t seek out more information about the sculptures (they had titles and artist names, as well as an online link for information, but no history printed on the descriptive label itself), I had to observe them at face value. Which I feel could be comparable to walking through a gallery without reading the labels (which I also do often, unless something particular sticks out).
  • I let my imagination run a bit, as I think most people do when it comes to museums (The Mixed Up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler, Night at the Museum franchise, etc.), though I think the lack of defined walls, the smaller or less visible quantity of security, and the fact you could be in the middle of a field, turn around 360 degrees, and not see another soul within eyesight may have fueled my thoughts. I pondered about how it would be staying there after dark, or being an alien or next generation of human being confused by past relics (the sculptures, perhaps buried halfway in dirt).

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Thoughts

The Future is in the Past, Luxury Professions, and other things on my mind

Another ramble about existential dread? You betcha.

This past Tuesday (as of me writing this several weeks ago), I overheard a fellow student say “statics class won’t matter if we’re all f***king dead,” in reference to the ever-present climate change crisis. Which is true. I know we place a lot of value in our education and grades but in the end none of that matters if our future is compromised. But of course we can’t improve the course of the future if we aren’t educated enough to figure out how. We must balance living and surviving, and somehow place a value on the present versus the future.

Naturally I’ve been thinking of my own path. One professor I have this semester brought up the fact that although architecture school can be compared to the rigor of some degrees earned by medical professionals, in the end a lot of architects have a ‘luxury profession’ (clients being businesses or individuals who can afford to have custom-designed buildings) whereas doctors, lawyers, and accountants have made their professions necessary to society and everyday people. In order to guarantee a stable job, especially in the case of a recession, you have to make your services vital to society (currently a STEM-centered society). There’s another factor here, too, which is quality of life. I could be an accountant, and have both money and stability, but I would hate that job. I’m sure there are people who are passionate about accounting, but I am not one of those people. Additionally, I could have a job that I love with both stability and good pay, but if I get home at night and have no free time to take care of myself and spend time with my family, then my quality of life suffers. What is the point of building a good life for yourself if you don’t have time to enjoy it…? Finding a balance seems rare, but I’m in still in school and don’t have first-hand experience with a full time job, so I wouldn’t really know yet what is possible.

Recently I listened to someone (Greg Kletsel, faculty adviser to the Comic Club) who’s in the process of making a zine to sell at Comic Arts Brooklyn. Someone asked him if the money he makes evens out with the time and energy he spent making the zines and he said no, but sometimes it is worth it just to get an idea out of your head and into the world, and that it is always possible that someone who has the ability to pay you will see what you’ve created and take an interest in your work. What risks am I willing to take now in order to see them pay off in the future?

At the previously mentioned Comics Art Brooklyn (can you tell I started writing this forever ago but never finished), I attended a talk between Chris Ware, Francoise Mouly, and Art Spiegelman (of Maus fame). Some interesting points from their talk, along with my own idea of what they mean:

  • “The future is in the past” (as in… everything has been done before, but there are always new ways to do old things)
  • Art, although not as valued nowadays as it should be (by the likes of the government & funding), is critical in “teaching empathy”. We are very much pushed in a STEM direction nowadays, which is great, but ‘soft skills’ must be learned and a good way to do that is through art, which is self-expression and the understanding of others’ expression.
  • “If someone sees something they don’t understand in a museum, they think they’re stupid. If someone reads a comic they don’t understand, they think the author is stupid.” It is all in the context in which art is presented which gives it a value. I think this loosely ties back to the talk with Prof Kletsel in which he mentioned that zines, which can be several pages of unique illustrations and a story, can be sold for as little as $5 while a print of a single image from the zine can be an acceptable price of $10. Of course quality of paper and that kind of thing is a factor, but zines are undervalued in the art space. A piece hung on the wall seems more important than a piece found within a book that’s been stapled together by hand. This also reminds me of that shredded Banksy painting- the art that was never meant to be stuck in the context of a frame (but of course the act of destroying it in order to remove its value made it even more valuable).

I feel like this is just the beginning of dissecting the value of art and time, quality of life, that kind of thing, but I’ve been sitting on this draft for at least a month. Have some photos from CAB…