This week, with we had to create a piece using multiple layers, and being a photo major–that isn’t too terribly difficult. I love photoshop even though graphic design and collage isn’t my thing. I was inspired by paintings of the Madonna–or Virgin–and Baby Jesus. It’s fascinating how many similar paintings were created of her–gold leaf and saints galore!
I decided to put the paintings on a wall as if they were hung in a gallery. Rather than leaving them completely horizontal I chose to create a sort of star shaping–giving the viewer a glance of the Virgin at different angles.
After losing my first sketch of Van Gogh’s Starry Night, I had to get back to the drawing board and create a new one from scratch. Considering I lost it in the midst of all the files on my computer–I felt like the universe was giving me a hint. I wasn’t so proud of that one anyway.
Looking through ArtStor, I discovered Raphael’s The Three Graces, and instantly chose that one. I figured I could give this sketch some humor too unlike the last one. Rather than leaving them nude, I decided to give them each a bathing suit and replace the apples with beach balls. The background was perfect so I didn’t have to replace that at all considering they were already by a body of water!
The Apple of Her Eye
When asked to describe myself and my work, often times I’m stumped on where to start. When did art become a key part of my life? When did I decide to make it my career? Over a year ago I would have never thought that I would be where I am today–studying art in one of the greatest cities in the country over a thousand miles from home. It’s been an amazing opportunity, and I am so blessed to be here.
While many artists here work in a variety of different mediums, I am mainly a photographer and work with simply my camera and photoshop. I focus on portraiture and creating narratives–putting meaning and context behind something that could be very simple. I am excited to expand my ideas this year and give substance to the impossible.
Let it Burn, When Fate is Blind, Ravenna
Sleeping to Dream, You Were the Leaves