Glass blowing

This guy is awesome. I'd really like to take up glass blowing if my schedule allowed it.

Dale Chiluly. check him out!

life changing

today i did something that will probably have an effect on me for the rest of my life. it made me want to cry and asked me to act beyond my years. i want to use this experience to inspire my work but i haven't figured out how

Blurry eyes

My digital manipulation assignment. multiple layers of the same image

Greatness Comes From Repetition

Find your inspiration

Education is not the filling of a pail, but the lighting of a fire.

Gone but Not Forgotten?

This collection of images for me was really an exploration on remembrance. Some people have elaborate statues and benches and monuments while others just a number. The prospect of having an entire life and having it all being forgotten at death because no one knew who you were, no one can properly remember you. Its an odd concept that I still struggle to grasp. Walking through the site of the C.S.A burial ground and seeing all the graves with just numbers on them made me wonder so much about who or what was actually buried underneath those numbers...

Hollywood Cemetery: Just a number

Sunday, before the big vcu game of course, I decided to visit one the most historical sites in Richmond, Hollywood Cemetery. I had never been so I didn't know what to expect, i simply just drove in parked my car got out and just wandered for hours with my camera. Eventually I found myself on Confederate Avenue. I began seeing tons and tons of graves with military ranks and confederate flags. Once I figured out that I had stumbled upon the confederate troops burial ground my fascination intensified. I immediately began to just feel the history of the surrounding area and understand just what I was looking at. The civil war shaped our nation and to be a spot where it was so strongly remembered was moving for me. After wandering around and snapping photos I started to see that some of the graves simply only had numbers on them. After looking closer they were little tiny cement headstones all numbered in order, no name no anything. I thought to myself what it was must be like to be simply known as just a number? What if the only way your existence was acknowledged was by a number marking a nameless boy. The thought was disturbing but provoking at the same time. Two days later I am still stuck on the thought of being known as just a number.... ( pictures to follow)

Hollywood cemetery. I've never been more inspired

Reenactments

Virginia Historical Reenactments. This would also be great for the time and narrative assignment if only it were sooner. The prospect of recreating the past in order to remember in the present is intriguing to me...

time project?

been stuck on what to do for my dark room class but I think I would like to visit some of these places and do a piece on time and history in Richmond.