It took me a long time to think of what I wanted to do. At first I was going to create a piece with old records but I went online, trying to find inspiration. And I found a book with large holes acting as caves with young boys looking down into the cave. I picked this because the night before I had watched the Dead Poets Society. In the movie, the boys bring back the “dead poets society” which is held in a cave. I love the message the movie sends that you shouldn’t be a follower but rather a leader. And be a unique individual, do the things that others are too afraid to do. And when everyone takes the right path take the left path. I really want to get this message across in my sculpture. They are in the cave and they are exploring the unknown. In the same way the dead poets society did in the movie.
When creating the sculpture it was more difficult than I thought I would have been. Every time I went smaller in size it was more difficult because the pages would get caught in each other and the blade. Also when trying to line up the ovals it would become off-center. If I could change one thing about my project it would be trying to make the circles lined up with each other.
For this project, I decided to make a watch my grandmother gave me. My grandmother gave me this watch when was about 10 years old, she looked at me and said, “Now you better not lose this, this was very important.” She was giving her old things to all her grandchildren, most everyone got an old scarf or 1920s hat, and so forth. But she didn’t just give away random items to different grandchildren, she thought carefully about what she would give to her grandkids. Since I was the youngest at the time I was the last to receive my object. I didn’t understand why she had given me a watch, I knew she gave it to me for a deeper meaning and purpose. Not till resonantly have I truly understood why she gave this to me. My grandmother and I were both born at 1:46 pm. And when she looked into
my eyes and gave this to me, she was telling my that time is precious and every second of life seems so limited but it is truly is unmeasurable. And the impossible can happen in those few seconds. Although it took my two tries to really get to the final product, I couldn’t be happier the way it turned out.
When starting this project I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do, at first I thought that sculpting a heroin need and casting an arm would be a good idea, but I soon realized that that would be too difficult. Then I came up with the idea of sculpting a bullet and having it going though a hand, to symbolize violence. Since violence is such a prominent subject in today’s society, I thought it would be best to talk about something controversial and something I care deeply about. In Chicago, the city has documented more than 750 homicides in 2016, more than any other major U.S. city. From 2015 this increased by 46 percent. 93 percent of the people who were killed in Chicago in 2016 were shot to death. In Chicago the homicide rate has reached an all-time high since 1996, in this case, this is becoming a bigger problem than people seem to believe. This is an urgent issue that only continues to rise in urgency. If nothing is done to stop this issue more innocent lives are going to be lost. I created this piece to bring awareness to this topic. When I started sculpting soap, I believed it would be an easy task, but I was wrong. At first, I focused on the little details and worried about getting the soap to look exactly how I wanted it. But then I learned that it was important to get the basic shape down, in my case a cylinder. Then from there to get proportions right, and then detail. After finishing soap sculpting we started plastering, I had plastered twice because my first alginate mold was last minute and the plaster sculpture turned out to be brittle, underdeveloped and lacked detail. My second try at the mold was much more successful than the first but not perfect. When removing the remaining alginate from the plaster hand, every finger was broken. But thankfully I was able to glue them together. I realized I struggled greatly with really understanding to start big then work small. In the past, I’ve worked with different art forms, such as painting and drawing, and would always start small. But from this project, I’ve learned it’s important to get the main idea first
While attempting to make a tower out of tape, string, and spaghetti we realized that although the bonds with the tape and the pasta worked at the beginning they failed really quickly with constant reworking. We tried to work together the best we could to keep the structure standing and we had a couple of good ideas. However our work kept collapsing and we weren’t able to keep it standing. We all played equal roles so there was no leader in our group. We decided that we wouldn’t have anyone in charge so that we could hear everyone’s opinion.We worked together pretty well which worked to our advantage at first but then caused communication problems which might have been solved by having a single leader that gave orders. If we were to do it again we would most likely assign a leader to have more order in our group.