Digital Collage
"Reflections"
Size: 36x24 in
Medium: Digital Manipulation
Date: September 2016
Exhibition Text:
This digital collage has really made me redefine who I really am, and who I work for. Although all of the stereotypes that I have received as a Mexican female, I am confident of who I am and what I represent. To produce this piece I incorporated, self taken pictures, and was able to manipulate my images with the Adobe Photoshop C6 program. I was inspired the Rene Magritte's, “ False Mirror” art piece. I was able to apply my personal inspirations to this digital collage thanks the photo shop program.
Size: 36x24 in
Medium: Digital Manipulation
Date: September 2016
Exhibition Text:
This digital collage has really made me redefine who I really am, and who I work for. Although all of the stereotypes that I have received as a Mexican female, I am confident of who I am and what I represent. To produce this piece I incorporated, self taken pictures, and was able to manipulate my images with the Adobe Photoshop C6 program. I was inspired the Rene Magritte's, “ False Mirror” art piece. I was able to apply my personal inspirations to this digital collage thanks the photo shop program.
Know Thyself
Sitting with this pencil in hand, I’m dazzled by the thought that people only care to see my outside. I’m surrounded by people who don’t know what I have gone through, complete strangers. I’m a stranger to myself, lost in a dark road filled with venomous snakes who only trick me into following them and end up injecting their venomous tongue right through my back. Those snakes who are just waiting for me to fall to attack, running their mouth back and forth. The sad part is that… I used to call those snakes my friends. This dark place has taught me nothing better but to trust them, the snakes. Trust in them that my value was only measured by what they made me think I was worth. Surrounded by the constant belief that if I wasn’t with them I was nothing, my value was based on them and not what I was worth. This constant belief of not being worth, has followed me throughout my life.
I am lost in a world where materialism, stereotypes, and racism rule. Stuck with a visual of people, where image defines who I am. Where my personality, dreams, or potential don’t matter but whether you’re a size zero or ten does. I wish I could go back to my childhood years, where it didn’t matter what I wore, how my hair looked and especially if my makeup was on “fleek”. I can only remember the smile on my face as I ate a double scooped cookies and cream ice cream cone. Back in time, where what I ate and how much of it I ate did not matter. I wish I could go back to the days where I saw some freshly baked chocolate chip cookies as heaven, and not calories. Wishing I could go back to the days where going outside didn’t mean a death sentence to one of my friends.
The transition from my early life to my teen life has been a shocking eye opener. I now see the world which my parents always tried to protect me from. A world where racism towards my kind is seen daily. Growing up with Mexican roots in this racist society has been rough, where a comment like “illegal”, “drug dealer”, and “alien” is all that I’m defined by. A sad world where people don’t see the potential that I have to succeed as a minority, but the potential that I have to hurt this country. I have grown to be scared when a cop is nearby because of fear your legal status would be asked. But even if I have grown up in a messed up world I still notice the shine.
It’s been hard to try to fit in into this developing world, but even after all the barriers and step backs, I wish to be remembered as the girl who achieved her dreams and came a long way, I wish to cause a positive impact in this world, even if it’s just one soul at a time. The act of kindness that my eyes presence every day. The daily smiles from strangers. The breeze, the rain, the sun, the storm, the moon; I’m able to notice it all through the bad. And that’s what really matters that I get to see the sun shine every day.
Sitting with this pencil in hand, I’m dazzled by the thought that people only care to see my outside. I’m surrounded by people who don’t know what I have gone through, complete strangers. I’m a stranger to myself, lost in a dark road filled with venomous snakes who only trick me into following them and end up injecting their venomous tongue right through my back. Those snakes who are just waiting for me to fall to attack, running their mouth back and forth. The sad part is that… I used to call those snakes my friends. This dark place has taught me nothing better but to trust them, the snakes. Trust in them that my value was only measured by what they made me think I was worth. Surrounded by the constant belief that if I wasn’t with them I was nothing, my value was based on them and not what I was worth. This constant belief of not being worth, has followed me throughout my life.
I am lost in a world where materialism, stereotypes, and racism rule. Stuck with a visual of people, where image defines who I am. Where my personality, dreams, or potential don’t matter but whether you’re a size zero or ten does. I wish I could go back to my childhood years, where it didn’t matter what I wore, how my hair looked and especially if my makeup was on “fleek”. I can only remember the smile on my face as I ate a double scooped cookies and cream ice cream cone. Back in time, where what I ate and how much of it I ate did not matter. I wish I could go back to the days where I saw some freshly baked chocolate chip cookies as heaven, and not calories. Wishing I could go back to the days where going outside didn’t mean a death sentence to one of my friends.
The transition from my early life to my teen life has been a shocking eye opener. I now see the world which my parents always tried to protect me from. A world where racism towards my kind is seen daily. Growing up with Mexican roots in this racist society has been rough, where a comment like “illegal”, “drug dealer”, and “alien” is all that I’m defined by. A sad world where people don’t see the potential that I have to succeed as a minority, but the potential that I have to hurt this country. I have grown to be scared when a cop is nearby because of fear your legal status would be asked. But even if I have grown up in a messed up world I still notice the shine.
It’s been hard to try to fit in into this developing world, but even after all the barriers and step backs, I wish to be remembered as the girl who achieved her dreams and came a long way, I wish to cause a positive impact in this world, even if it’s just one soul at a time. The act of kindness that my eyes presence every day. The daily smiles from strangers. The breeze, the rain, the sun, the storm, the moon; I’m able to notice it all through the bad. And that’s what really matters that I get to see the sun shine every day.
ACT Questions:
1.) Clearly explain how you are able to identify the cause-effect relationships between your inspiration and its effect upon your work.
When I compare my piece with my artistic inspiration, there is a visual connection between the pieces. As explained in the my artistic inspiration section, I talked about how I applied the techniques and tone that the artist used for his work. The effect of the peaceful background helped my digital collage outline the main tone.
2.) What is the overall approach (point of view) the author (from your research) has regarding the topic of your inspiration?
Salvador Dali goal, was to approach the viewer with a sense of dream and hallucination. Dali was capable of formulating a piece of art to his advantage, by carefully analyzing different components, to express his final meaning.
3.) What kind of generalizations and conclusions have you discovered about people, ideas, cultures, etc. while you researched your inspirations?
One of the conclusions I can make about Rene Magritte, is that he was inspired by everyday sceneries. Rene Magritte didn't even consider himself a surrealist artist.
4.) What was the central idea or theme around your inspirational research?
The central idea was to create a piece of art inspired by the tone and mood created by the different factors that composed Magritte's and Dali's work.
5.) What kind of inferences (conclusions reached on the basis of evidence and reasoning) did you make while reading your
research?
One of the inferences I can make is that Rene Magritte did not get inspired by family members or people in general. He usually was inspired by his surroundings, and was able to fall into the category of surrealism.
1.) Clearly explain how you are able to identify the cause-effect relationships between your inspiration and its effect upon your work.
When I compare my piece with my artistic inspiration, there is a visual connection between the pieces. As explained in the my artistic inspiration section, I talked about how I applied the techniques and tone that the artist used for his work. The effect of the peaceful background helped my digital collage outline the main tone.
2.) What is the overall approach (point of view) the author (from your research) has regarding the topic of your inspiration?
Salvador Dali goal, was to approach the viewer with a sense of dream and hallucination. Dali was capable of formulating a piece of art to his advantage, by carefully analyzing different components, to express his final meaning.
3.) What kind of generalizations and conclusions have you discovered about people, ideas, cultures, etc. while you researched your inspirations?
One of the conclusions I can make about Rene Magritte, is that he was inspired by everyday sceneries. Rene Magritte didn't even consider himself a surrealist artist.
4.) What was the central idea or theme around your inspirational research?
The central idea was to create a piece of art inspired by the tone and mood created by the different factors that composed Magritte's and Dali's work.
5.) What kind of inferences (conclusions reached on the basis of evidence and reasoning) did you make while reading your
research?
One of the inferences I can make is that Rene Magritte did not get inspired by family members or people in general. He usually was inspired by his surroundings, and was able to fall into the category of surrealism.
Citations:
"Rene Magritte and His Paintings." Rene Magritte. ReneMagritte,org, 2009. Web. 26 Oct. 2016.
"Rene Magritte and His Paintings." Rene Magritte. ReneMagritte,org, 2009. Web. 26 Oct. 2016.