reaction paper guest speaker

A fine art photographer

Sandra Carrion is a fine art photographer who I absolutely loved listening to. She truely helped me and informed me on things that are helping me make the right descions as a student and new photographer. Although I enjoyed her, some of the points she made, were making me wonder a little bit about photography and if there was something else I could look into that could co- inside with that job and hobby of mine.

Some of the tips she gave us was to never quit your day job, and get a night job to! she says it is quite helpful. She also said you have to get your masters, and to eventually become your own boss. when your your own boss you can pretty much do what ever you need whenever you need to. Next she told us the personal taste has a lot to do with the field of photography, and competition, you have to be creative in order to sell.

She said that you cant take winning or losing to personally or seriously. She said always shoot for winning good on your resume. Next sandra said if your going to show your work do it in the best possible way you can afford. then she added, don't just use copy paper , always put your best stuff foward never leave to imagination. Sandra also said visualize something before you shoot it. She recommends tri-pods, that is a good technique for bracketing!

Sandra likes HDR high dynamic range photos. With all her work she takes the best of all brackets and compiles like a layer all together. Then she adds on, don't let any one say digital is easier or cheaper, she then said neck, back, and carpel tunnel never really appeared as much in dark rooms. then she revealed her top ten list of things that should be going on, present, and such while being a photographer, keys of staying a thriving photographer.

reaction paper art exhibit.

So I really enjoyed the teachers art exhibit each piece had its own unique style and diverse meaning. I found it incredible that the people teaching me had art work at such a professional, and beautiful level. While looking around at all the art work the piece I found the most interesting was the piece by Jeff Epstein, "South End, Rockland, ME 2008". I myself have a passion for oil on panels, some of my own art work is done with that style. I find it so much fun and entertaining to look at abstract, beautiful art. Some abstract is at its best when you cant really tell what it is and not realist, but they are at there best also when its abstract but in a way you can completely tell what the picture is. While looking at all the artwork I grabbed the packet that had pricing for each piece of work because of curiosity. I couldn't believe how much each piece was, being that I cant even make that much in like three years. I guess that leaves me to wonder how they figure out there pricing, and what makes them able to make it that price. And while thinking of that I thought well being and artist photographer my self, I take up a lot of time doing shoots or creating my art piece that, I would also want to be paid that amount too.

uh oh

So I need two more reaction papers..... and the art exibit closed =[ and im sad. And I need a kcik in my ass to keep up with this blogging... since I always forget cause I blog on facebook......uh oh spaggettios I dont want to fail boooo=[

MY BOYFRIEND WROTE THIS SONG:

Cloudy is my vision,

Like a foggy winter’s night.

Can’t see past my own reflection

Oh what am I to do?

Your pretty face is consumed in a cloud

At least I still have

My recollections of you.

Will you stay?

Or will you leave?

Leave me here

In my time of need.

All this ringing in my ears

Like it was after all the shows

Can’t hear my own songs

Oh, what am I to do?

Your pretty sound is lost in tone

At least I still have

My memories of you.

Will you stay?

Or will you leave?

Leave me here

In my time of need.

Numbed is my touch,

Like frostbite on a climbers toe.

Can’t feel my own fingers

Oh, what am I to do?

Your skin I will never caress again

At least I still have

My dreams of touching you

Will you stay?

Or will you leave?

Leave me here

In my time of need.
Always bitter is my taste

Like crushed up pill

Can’t taste my own saliva

Oh, what am I to do?

Your lips I will never taste again

At least I still have

My memory of you.

Will you stay?

Or will you leave?

Leave me here

In my time of need.

Extinct is my sense of smell

Like ten years spent in the ring

Can’t smell my own odor

Oh, what am I to do?

Never again will I smell the,

Sweetness of your shampoo

But at least my dear,

I have you.

So I ask one last time

Do you love me so?

Even if I’m numb

The one you love,

Blind, deaf, and dumb.

So, Will you stay?

Or will you leave?

Leave me here

In my time of need.

My head is pounding.

My thoughts are jumbled.

Why do I feel all things are harmful.

I'm stuck in a state,

A state of mind in which cant be changed.

I sit here alone.

Faithless with no hope.

What is wrong with me?

I sit here and wonder.

As I sit i'm pondering slowly...

Feeling so useless is what i've held on to.

reaction paper 1

Reaction Paper: Nick Vedros

Where do I begin with my thoughts on events like this. I feel they are extremely helpful, and inspiring to hear how much they went through and still go through to achieve their goals.

When hearing everything they do and how much effort, time and dedication it takes to do so I feel quite overwhelmed.When people go into the photo world they should know that its crazy hectic and filled with other photographers who offer all the same things , its your own nitch or difference or repetative signature that makes it your own. One thing is clear to me though, you must be serious about photography, and love what you do, or else you will never succeed. At parts of the lecture/event I found it to be alittle dragged on. I thought there would be a lot more question answers then there was. I also felt like it was longer than many people anticipated. I had to leave early because a family members loved one was in a car accident, so I spent part of the night in the ER, wishing it ended alittle bit earlier than it did because me and my cousin missed out on most of the questions and answer.

"Sober"

And I don't know
This could break my heart or save me
Nothing's real
Until you let go completely
So here I go with all my thoughts I've been saving
So here I go with all my fears weighing on me

Three months and I'm still sober
Picked all my weeds but kept the flowers
But I know it's never really over

And I don't know
I could crash and burn but maybe
At the end of this road I might catch a glimpse of me
So I won't worry about my timing, I want to get it right
No comparing, second guessing, no not this time

Three months and I'm still breathing
Been a long road since those hands I left my tears in but I know
It's never really over, no

Wake up

Three months and I'm still standing here
Three months and I'm getting better yeah
Three months and I still am

Three months and it's still harder now
Three months I've been living here without you now
Three months yeah, three months

Three months and I'm still breathing
Three months and I still remember it
Three months and I wake up

Three months and I'm still sober
Picked all my weeds but kept the flowers