User:ArenMowreader

Always Wanted To Schedule

 * Topic; I have always wanted to play guitar proffesionaly in a band. The pay won't be great, but if I'm getting paid I am proffesional.


 * Research Component


 * week 1 Write out the songs I can play all the way through. Practice these songs twice daily


 * week 2 Find atleast 2 other people who play music. Prefferably drums and bass, but guitarists or singer songwriters are great to. Start practicing my list of songs with these people.


 * week 3 Research good street corners to play music on and print out business cards

to hand out.
 * week 4 Begin playing on street corners for money. Most likely near bars on Friday and Saturday nights. So I can be heard by other musicians and get my sound out as a solid lead and rhythm guitarist.


 * week 5 Start searching Craigs list for already formed bands who need a rhythm/lead guitarist


 * week 6 Audition in local bands.


 * week 7 Get gig and learn the bands songs.


 * week 8 Play a show for a modest sum making me a proffesional. This show will probably be at a wedding barmitsfa or bar.

Midterm Assignment 1: Taste & Aesthetics
I disliked the Neukom Vivarium. It was a beautiful building and greenhouse but I would not consider it a sculpture of merit that deserves any artistic praise or the substantial plot of land allocated to it by The Seattle Art Museum. Mark Dion displays no actual ability to "sculpt" anything. His artistic vision is to let man play god with an environment and ecosystem, inside a glass hut. How this has anything to do with sculpting a beautiful piece of art perplexes me. When thinking of sculptures the first image that comes to mind is Michael Angelo's sculpture of David. A master craftsman toiling away at the insentient marble piller that dictates and governs his life. Each precise hammer blow chipping away the smooth marble exterior to reveal the soul of a once opaque pillar. This is art and craftsmanship. Procuring a log and placing it within a bubble, so nature can "thrive" and be observed year long, just a short walk away from your downtown 9th story condo with a corner view, plasma screen, and espresso maker is a horrible joke for art but at the same time, intentional or not, a beautiful, ironic, and sad allagory of the times and state of mind of our society. This Neukom Vivarium disgusts me in many way, but curiously I am drawn to this display of human inginuity and ignorance. The yin and yang of life; the eb and flow of nature; the harsh lines of man; his best intentions, and the worst atrocities created with them are all contained in this artistic endevor. Ment to be an uplifting retreat in a harsh urban landscape of the nature that all of us, even if only subconsciously, long for in our souls. This temperature controlled bubble simultaneously preserves the life within while destroying the greater environment and world ecosystem outside, with it's air conditioning in the summer and heating during the winter, contributing greenhouse gasses to the atmosphere. A gastly metaphor for America's materialism, greed, and complete ignorance of the surrounding picture. Slowly but surely reaking havok on the world outside to find internal gratification and emediate happiness withen. Hording the little beauties of nature withen a glass box to show off the splendor of nature which man cannot achieve (but claims as his art) while at the same time destroying the real thing surrounding it, sickens me. Pesticides are used all around the park to keep bugs from doing the the same thing that is being displayed 16 yards away. I have found and odd love for this piece though, it has become truly great art upon closer examination, I believe Mark Dion's ignorance made this a beautifully sad metephor, for many things man is. In some man ways this makes Neukom Vivarium more profound than David. It is subtler and more man like in charactrer than the statue of a man. You can feel the life in David, but he does not represent anything other than understanding of form. The Neukom Vivarium says a thousand things about our society with one log and some windows. I can look at it, grin to myself and, realise the greater tragedy of this art will be missed by most, maybe even the creator, but for the emotions it has stirred about my future it will always hold an important place in my psyche.