Showing posts with label Camille Chew. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Camille Chew. Show all posts

Thursday, April 22, 2010

Critical Analysis

I shall analyse Jackie's piece!
Barefoot and garbed in only a plain black dress, Jackie walked in endless circles on the pavement between Tefft and Reimer for three hours. She was hunched over from the cold and winced with every step as little bits of gravel poked her feet. Her hands were held up under her chin as she tried to stay a little warmer, and her long hair hung down almost covering her face.
My first reaction upon seeing her as I left Tefft this morning on my way to class was "what in the world is she doing." Upon realizing that it was her performance piece I immediately felt sorry for her since she looked freezing and in pain, and was going to have to continue this for three hours. When I returned to view her piece with the class I was once again struck with a great desire to help her, to perhaps wrap her up in a large fluffy blanket. I think Jackie's piece garnered the most emotional response from me; I felt sorry that she was having to endure this.The choice of location was perfect, with a dumpster as her background. It conjured thoughts of some lost little girl, alone in an unknown and undesirable place.

Monday, April 19, 2010

Performance Piece Proposal

I, Camille Chew, shall spend the three hours from 8 to 11 on the morning of Friday, April 23, sitting by the McLane pool drawing inspiration for a series of aquatic creatures which I will sketch in pencil, into a notebook. Bu this shall be no ordinary drawing, it will be drawing. . . to the extreme! Yes, I will nobly attempt to fill an entire notebook with these sketches. This takes a daily ritual; that of doodling during class when perhaps I ought to be taking notes, and exaggerates it tenfold. To make it even more challenging I have limited what I can draw by giving myself a theme to stick to; only aquatic things! Which explains my choice of location.

Sunday, March 28, 2010

The Dancing Automaton

Using a crank mechanism, this joyous fellow leaps and dances from side to side.

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Personal Record of Time

I recorded my time through documentation of all the important activities I accomplished in a day. I chose to document the 24 hours in this way because I already find myself thinking about the day like this; in terms of all the things that need to get done. I recorded this by illustrating every event with a small cartoon. I also tried to capture the mood I was feeling during each activity, from the anger at having to wake up and get out of my comfy bed, to the sheer delight in Ice-cream Time which completes every meal.