Or that should be "School's Out forEver!"
I finished up with my design class last week. Really enjoyed it over all, and learned so much, which I am really looking forward to using in all my future art endeavors.
About four weeks ago, we all watched a movie in class called Baraka.
It was a two hour movie with no dialog, or plot. But, an incredibly moving movie. It is a movie that defies description...
Our assignment with watching this movie was to use it
as an inspiration in creating a poster. The finished
poster was printed out at about 24"x36".
I really struggled with this project, not because I didn't
have any ideas, but because I had so much trouble
working with the software, Adobe Illustrator.
It didn't take me long to realize that Illustrator does not
work the same as Photoshop, which I know fairly well.
I finally called Antje over to explain how to use it, and
she gave me a ten minute lesson. Seemed fairly
simple, until I was left to work on my own. Even tho'
I got a quick and simple lesson, nothing seemed to do
what I wanted it to. I spent two hours and came up with
nothing I could use. I was so frustrated, and Antje
could tell. So I asked her if I could do this by hand since
I just couldn't get the hang of this program. She
hesitated for a moment, then agreed that I could do
that. I was so relieved...
But, when I got home I decided to give Illustrator
another try. I had an older version at home, and doing
it on the computer would be a whole lot easier than
trying to do it by hand.
So, I spent several hours experimenting, and finally
started to figure out how to use Illustrator. Without
the pressure of getting it done in class, it started to
come together quite well.
I was particularly intrigued with seeing the adobe
villages carved out of the sides of mountains. And
the trails of people and cars moving through the
streets, in constant motion.
So here is my artistic interpretation of those images...
And I got an "A" for my Baraka poster.


1 comments:
I am truly astounded and happy to see the journey you have taken and how much you have learned during the trip. You are not the woman you were - you are so much more.
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