We have started a long term project, which the end rsulte is yet to be revialed, where we collect 3 objects a week for ten weeks. I being the overly enthusiastic, over thinker that I am has choosen metal. They will be old metal objects, but not ordinary, old rusted and full of histry. So if I pick up a paper clip it's because it's the paper clip some rebeliou nazi soldier coated with poision to assassinate hitler! or was originally holding together the deed papers to what eventualy became a haunted mansion. (Getting the idea? Good.)

To the left is the discustingly coated nickle plated 1991 quarter that laid in the street stairing me down with inspiration for this project.

I assume that this coin has had a terific, Ill be it, short existance. I wounder what would the eagle on the back cough up if it could squack, or what the image George wasington would have to say if he could talk. Plus how long was this quarter pased upp to make it look this old and degraded and who passess up a quarter!? That's good money man! Almost can get a sam's club soda for that.

So each item I find I will tell where I found it, how I found it and what story I believe it has. So look out fo . . . entertaining boardium?

Starting off here is part one of a three part assignment taken from the web page, http://www.learningtoloveyoumore.com/, it was an assignment to recreate an object from some ones past. The item had to be made out of nothing but none colored cardboard and tape.

I used mostly thin rolled cardboard that was storage rap, and then to create the rim and bottom tore a shipping box down the center. A little rolling and circle cuts on the papper and LOTS of tape and boom! a 3D memory.

Then in the other photo you see me doing another assignment which was protesting. The art of protesting if you will, and it had to be about something you really care about not a fake protest. Now I was in the city of Redlands protesting the government probing to deep into our personal life and individual rights. . . . Now protesting in the rain at a flooded college, by my self , was less than effective . . . .

Pleasent beginings

This blog has been created to document the tireless journy of creation and understanding of what truly makes art . . . Also it's a main requirement for my SCULPTING class . . . I can only hope these documents and photos will shed a little light on the orginzed chaos I call my brain, while allowing you to feel inspired as well.

Note: I am incredible computer inefficent and have poor spelling skills, only a few mistakes will be on purpose, I swear.