“Hey that's mines!”
I looked over at my squabbling classmates. Without thinking I interrupted.
“Actually it would be ‘mine’ not ‘mines’.”
They stared at me. I flushed and returned to my book, regretting my outburst.
This kind of interaction has happened to me many times throughout my life. As I got older I started ignoring incorrect grammar as I discovered slang. I did not want to be labeled ‘grammar Nazi’ or be considered stuck up. It made me feel like how I spoke was too different and wrong.
When I was younger, I used larger and more complicated words than kids my age. I was shy, so I didn't talk to my peers. I did not have many friends at school because all my buddies lived farther away. This situation made me feel separated from my classmates. Instead, I would sit with the adults and listen to the things I didn’t understand, but gave me a feeling of importance. I felt that if I wanted to talk with the grownups, I would need a bigger vocabulary; I looked in dictionaries and watched documentaries to sound older and more knowledgeable. This detached me from my classmates even more; they did not like how I spoke and I did not like how they spoke. Looking Back, it was not very important for me to correct them, because that was their environment showing through. If I did not want them judging me for how I communicated, then I should not have judged them for it.
I have been told that my West Philly accent is not very strong, even though that is where I was raised. I do not use most Philadelphia slang as my parents never used it. My Mom grew up in Louisiana and my Dad is from New Jersey. They both have subtle accents, and their language style has impacted some of how I speak. I believe my way of speaking is a blend of my parents and the area I grew up in.
This does not mean that my dialect never changes. My location can affect how I speak to others. Like most students, I am more respectful in my speech at home. I do not curse, and I use proper sentences and grammar. At school I tend to be more loose tongued, louder and willing to use slang or inappropriate language with my peers. This also happens in other environments; when I visit my friends in South Philly, my words slur together subconsciously. I adapt to the dialect like Slyar from Heroes or Absorbing Replication. For this to happen I do not even have to leave my house. I have found that if I when I watch a show from a different region, I also pick up a bit of that dialect shown on the show. The first time I noticed it was when after watching seven or more Doctor Who episodes in a row, when I spoke to my sister, I used some of the jargon from the show. This confused me and my own way of speaking sounded strange after.
My dialect is not incorrect because it is not the typical way of speaking for where I live. It can show how I was raised and what influences me. Just because someone else's accent differs from mine, does not mean that one of us is superior to the other. My dialect is mine, and everyone else has their own. You can learn a lot from someone from how they communicate; they may fall into a stereotype or they could be completely different. If your going to judge, do it by who they are, not what they sound like.
I must say when I signed up for senior art, I had every intention that this class would be BEYOND boring. I seriously had a change of heart. From the time Mrs. Hull gave the a timed schedule to working on each piece I knew this was going to be a good year. Every class period songs are played to inspires the mood of the room. Having art allowed me to share and express my talents not only through paints but musically as well.
Having to mix colors for my ceiling tile would be my biggest challenge. The first piece, The Code Name: Kids Next Door. I used vibrant colors to highlight and make each character stand out. The Charcoal Still Life was a difficult piece because I had to create a line a focus to incorporate all of the piano keys. Glittering the pumpkin was pretty easy. I used a light colored paint to insure that you see the pink glitter but also draw attention to the under tone. The self portrait, was a bit of a challenge. I say this because I have such around face and high check bones, that it was hard for me to get every detail. Making it evenly proportioned was also a tricky part, but I managed to get it done.
For the first quarter in Senior Art, we had a couple pieces that we got to create. The most important thing to remember while doing these pieces was that we had to make it our own, put our own spin on it. There was a lot of space for making our own decisions on what we wanted to do. Everything that I made was something that I thought was. I created things that I cared about. I have never really had to do anything like this before, so I think that all of this art that I created was me just having fun.
A few days ago we watched a video called I am a witness. The video was about Jack a little boy who was getting bullied. You had the option of stopping it by pressing the eye. If you did press the eye then the bullies would be nice to him. He went thought out his day until he went home and they told him was was not worth anything on line. It made me think not just of bullying in person more cyber bullying. Since you can press the eye for cyber bullying that was to represent that you can stop it. It just not being stopped. The video makes you want help. If you don't see it then you forget what you hear. Subconsciously ignore what bad. That why trolls get away with it most of the time. Since untill it happens people ignore it. Since they don't want to see it.
1. Today in class we watched a video the supported an anti bullying campaign. The video was a cartoon that depicted the life of a child, who gets bullied everyday at school, online, and outside of school.
2. It makes you think about how cruel bullying is and how easy it is to bully.
3. I only have one picture of myself online, and it's a picture for a resume I submitted for a summer camp I worked at.
4. I do not think people have much information to judge me on because it's only one picture.
5. The goal of internet trolls is to make someone feel bad. The troll then feels better because they have ruined the day for the person they've trolled.
6. The positive results of anonymity on the internet is that people have some privacy and secrecy among these large websites. The major negative result is people can troll people online and they will not be caught so they’re in the clear.
Piece #1: Ceiling Tile
This ceiling tile, a joint project with Isabel Medlock, was a product of multiple brainstorm sessions. We originally wanted to create a series of steps leading up to a door with the Arabic words “رحلة الألف ميل تبدأ بخطوة ” (a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step) emblazoned on the staircase and surrounded by decorative swirls. However, the design, upon reflection, was too complicated to be an effective ceiling tile so we isolated a swirl and, inspired by traditional Indian sari patterns, decided to do small decorations and a border around it for a simplistic yet detailed effect. We chose the icy colors to complement each other and give the piece a wintery feel (possibly to spite of the warm weather of early fall when it was created). To us, it symbolized a simple frigid yet inviting beauty often found in winter-themed items (snowmen, snowflakes, etc.). We placed it in the 3rd floor hallway by the stairs so that the light from the windows could catch the metallic paint.
Piece #2: Choose Your Own Drawing
As someone who isn’t used to doing a lot of drawing, I was kind of intimidated by this assignment. Inspired by Isabel’s choice of model (her cat), I decided to make some furry friends of my own. I started without a clear idea of why all of these animals (a cat, a panda, a frog, a penguin, and a turtle) would be together, but as I continued to add detail to them and the background, decided they were at a party. This piece tried to capture the sweeter, more childlike side of doodles and sketches. I made the characters simple and cute, while still going back and adding shading and detail so that they were clearly recognizable.
Piece #3: Jack-o-Lantern
This one, I have to say, was not an original idea. I knew I wanted to carve a pumpkin to make my jack-o-lantern, but I was stuck for inspiration. A quick Pinterest search and a couple clicks later, I found the perfect image. A pumpkin clock! I fell in love with the inventive, quirky idea, and decided that I could carve my own. Having carved (rudimentary) pumpkins in the past, it was not too difficult to get the seeds out and plan my cuts, but the numbers were a lot harder to carve than I thought. I wanted my piece to convey the scary “time is ticking” feeling that accompanies all holidays about the dead/risen, so instead of making the hands strike midnight, I opted to go for 11:30 PM: just enough time to grab candy and run back home to safety!
Piece #4: Self-PortraitThis assignment was by far the most daunting. I had drawn self-portraits in the past, but never any that attempted photorealism. I took a picture and tried my best to copy the lines and shading as I saw them, but the result is easily distinguishable as a sketch. The angle I chose I felt reflected my outfit and mood at the time- I was in all black with 3 benchmarks due. My smile became more like a sneer, and, the way the photo turned out, the black of my turtleneck meshed well with my hair to provide a cool contrast with my shocking (almost floating) head to give a rebellious tinge to the piece.
When I started these assignments, there was no real goal. I don’t think there actually is any huge symbolic meaning to them at all.
To be honest, most of what I did was pour myself into the art, my interests, my hobbies, my awkwardness, whatever.
And with being basically raised with the internet, and coming to SLA, I have discovered that there are a lot of people like me.
I want to be relatable to these people, and… reach out to them. Make them smile a tiny bit when they see my art. Make them laugh, and cringe in a sort of not sympathy that comes with understanding.
I want to laugh a bit with my friends about that one time I spent four hours painting a pony head and putting it on the ceiling, or the other time I just sat alone in health, and decided that drawing cats was a higher priority than doing actual project work.
I want to be comfortable with myself, which I’m not always, and art makes it fun and lighthearted sometimes.
This is what’s going on inside my head.
- WE watch a cartoon get bully online because he didn't fit in with the cool kid so the cool kid choose to go online and try to cyber bullying because he was home and they couldn't house just to make them self feel better.
- I feel that people only bully because they know that life won't be anything so why not do the same with someone else.
- Online i appear to be a person who unknow because i really don't speak social media.
- I think people see me as kid who don't speak that much or not that so much fun.
- The goal of internet troll is stop them and make friends.
- The positive is that they aren't beating them or physically hurt the person and the negative is that they still hurt the person without caring. Link to the Picture https://www.flickr.com/photos/keithallison/5493678758