Sunday, March 14, 2010
Editorial: I now know I am "INFJ" oh yeah! (told in first person fictisous narritive)
Introverted Intuitive Feeling Judging types, like myself often muse on their plateau of solitude of the utterances and ramblings of the flock that they belong to rumbling somewhere far off in the distance. Aries by dogma and "INFJ" by trade, we the 22% introverted, 25% Intuitives, 12% feelers that only judge with 11% of our being tend to gravitate towards a weightier cause. We are the virtual psychic Robin Hoods for the blue collar working class, Heroes of the oppressed and in our fellowship with all humanity dream of a day when justice will come and there will be the emergence of a third or even fourth political party that holds some standing with the common voter, well at least enough to make a difference, or put up a really good fight. Our virtual clarity of perception makes our presence felt on the innermost circle of the soul, true empaths that grasp that the heart and mind only work in conjunction and cannot stand alone. Apparently though prophetic by reputation we too "express a range of emotion and opinions of, for, and about people". When I am not daydreaming of a pacifistic social upheaval I day dream in the corner biding my time. Silent and aloof, waiting for the snap in my mind and the spring in my soul to balance the scales. Pondering, probing, wishing and waiting for tomorrow to begin today. But that is only because I have been "twice blessed with clarity of vision both internal and exterenal". For when the subconscious ceases to be present, and the true self is reached only then will the world around us crystallize and we will remember to let go of all things that truly do not matter. On that day our freedom will finally rise from the ashes of the phoenix as set the night sky aflame with it's majestic flight. It's kinda sad that the results remind me of me, but then again...
Ordinary to Extraordinary Half Block Walk
For our first assignment, "Ordinary to Extraordinary" I felt that I critiqued the first failure to a tee. All of the mistakes made in the first piece were turned over and renovated in the second to fabricate a drawing that I am proud of. The second piece posses a continuity within the overall composition which the first attempt blatantly lacked. I think that the key to the success of the second piece is that I feel that I had enough of a picture in front of me to realize the image that I was grasping at initially. The second construction is ordered, not over worked, edited, and also more elegantly drawn without time constraints as well as a more considerable amount of patience as well as study within the duration of the drawing of the piece. I feel that it is more clearly defined, as well as refined, also the definition of the piece is more professional, as well as considerate, and finally there was more care placed in the final design of the second drawing while the first I look more as a "to scale" prototype. All and all I wish a few things, but not much could have changed in the end product. Mostly factors of time, media management and workplace environment.
In the piece I tried to capture the ever presence of the apartment I live in in by juxtaposing images from home, with myself as a character reference. Surrounded by daily norms, in the form of object and ritual I wanted to encompass what my mornings are derived of before the short jaunt down the block to class. As the brightness of the day hits me and the passerby's I'm am out and above the lock and key of my humble domicile, and with the short landscape passing me as I walk through a window of the mind's eye into a distant place I am still dreaming of coffee. All the while my cat awaits my return, keeping watch over 1302.
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