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  • Graphic Design History

    September 28, 2011


    This is me drinking coffee at the Panera Bread across the street from the school before class. I needed it. It turns out my Graphic Design History class is none other than a teacher lecturing in front of  a class, putting together words like “shaman” and “cuneiform” into a narrative we can all relate to… sort of.  It’s going to be a long quarter, hopefully broken up by some fire drills or classmates’ seizures. But, considering the subject matter, I can definitely stay awake and perhaps get inspired by the past.


    My idea is to put my webby notes together into a massive poster at the end of the quarter and hang it up somewhere in my house to remind me what I learned for a mere $350. (I did some guessy-math on that number.)


    Project Penway Challenge 2 (Due Week 5): an 11”x17” informational poster of Peter Behrens. I have been toying with the idea of making it out of pipe cleaners (a medium I successfully executed on a mask in the ninth grade). I should research this guy before getting stoked about creating a colorful and furry collage of nostagia.

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  • Adobe Illulzstrator

    September 27, 2011


    This is me in the concrete stairwell at the school. The program’s facilities are on the top (fifth) floor of the building and the elevators are awkward to use because I have to cram into a small room with a bunch of people who are in school because that means some income from Financial Aid that they can use on drugs. (Not everyone, but I heard a conversation at a nearby bus stop that impressed me.) The stairs wind upwards and they seem to take forever and they seem painful if one was to lose balance. I took this picture right after being briefed on the basic intricacies of Adobe Illustrator. I want my first project on illustrator to be a trippy close up of my eyes widened, as if they are bugging out of my skull and the caption in reverberated lettering saying “oh. my. god. I’m using Adobe Illustrator to make this.” I’ve always seen the Adobe family as this cryptic complicated mess of a program with a zillion too many movable widgets. I can’t believe that I am going to start to understand what all those little icons mean and what they can do for me. (Not yet, though. Today, I learned out to make a “bleed guide” and how to open up programs in MAC computery things.) My teacher said “love the mac,  know the mac.” And I thought, in that order?

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  • Project Penway, episode 1

    September 26, 2011


    This is me on my way out the door at 8:41 in the morning for my first class this decade. Does my face express the simultaneous uncertainty and optimism that I was feeling? I have a school schedule containing the following classes: Drawing 1, graphic production 1, History of Graphic Design 1 and New Media.


    As per some strange school ritual, first-years were grouped off and led by second-years for a tour around the facility. The lovely Jaime Patneaude showed me around the school and told me of the epic Mama’s pizza, the place to get pizza, and Stumptown, one of her main haunts, which is down the street.


    Drawing inspiration from Armin Hoffman, a class exercise involved black sharpie-made shapes against a 2x2inch square piece of paper. Going around the classroom, admiring other people’s shapes, their crisp lines and cohesive collection of interesting zigs and jags and blobs that seemed to swim off the paper, I felt like a fish in a small pond of potentially amazing designers. Hard to say from the well-executed squiggles, but I was intimidated.

    Project Penway is afoot. My first challenge is to take one of the shapes I made this morning and using “the ideas of balance, tension, rhythm, pattern and overall shape” (see syllabus) I must create a 10x10in. composition. I am intrigued and inspired.

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  • Painting in the Park

    September 2, 2011

    Right before making these paintings, I was shocked and a little dejected at the Amtrak station in Portland. I had planned on leaving that evening, but timing would have another plan for me: painting in the park. I am really glad it worked out this way. It was first thursday in Portland and the Pearl district was kicking with the polite laughter of gallery patrons and passerbys. I had the fortune of a couple of strangers passing my little set-up and admiring my work– this being my third plein air endeavor, but the first of one where people are around to gawk and gander. I had the fun challenge of the light rapidly changing from a soft afternoon lambency to the harsh sodium-vapor glow.

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  • Painting in the Suburbs Deux

    August 30, 2011

    Painting in Ed Benidict Memorial Park in Portland. I found this cool tree. Yeah… It feels weird painting in such suburbanity. It’s a really uncaptured, yet perfectly pleasant ordinariness that us city folk forget.

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  • Painting in the Suburbs

    August 29, 2011

    This is my first time (1) painting in plein air (2) painting in a state that’s not Washington. Yay. I painted this with one paintbrush to save on cleanup and I think it would have been better to use more paintbrushes, but I do appreciate this messy effect.

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  • Portland

    August 28, 2011

    Goin to Sandy’s River and a Glass museum in Portland

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  • Splig

    August 24, 2011

    I felt something was needed to be added to the Montana painting. The interesting thing about painting is that it abstracts reality with texture. And when you see painterly clouds in real life. Painting them doesn’t convey the initial awe and dumbfoundment when you see clouds that look strangely heavy and smooth, more like skipping stones than condensation. I wanted to convey that unearthly suspended feeling by using these elements. That same unhinged feeling was present that day in the field near the lake. What is “Splig” you ask? I don’t know. A name, perhaps, of a type of cloud that doesn’t exist.

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