The class concluding.

Digital Imaging was interesting to learn that it's not always about photoshop and there are other ways to do things. Things that I didn't even really no were classified as digital. i found the blog to be challenging at first, but something different to do instead of a hard copy journal, I did enjoy the process of it though. At times I would forget that it was an online thing and forget to jot down my every idea and thought. It has been a fun and frantic few weeks and thank-you to Nancy for putting up with my crap!! i feel I have learnt a lot of things i didn't know was possible to do on the computer and it has been very entertaining and enjoyable.

Artist Statement

My independent project is focused on a book, which I have turned into a small story type journal piece about myself. In it shows ideas, anger, happiness, secrets, thoughts, pictures, photographs, cutouts, letters, quirks and how I saw myself when i was younger, but also how I see myself today as an adult. The book to me represents my life and how it started with so many pages ripped out, almost like a part of me has been erased and how its yet to be finished, because the pages are still missing. I'm still looking for answers and yet to find the missing pages of who i am. Maybe one day the story can be finished and I will know my true self. Its a small insight into my quirky little amazing life!

I would like the viewer to feel like they no a little something about me after browsing the project. it has been a big thing to me opening up about my life. I guess i was too afraid of the unknown and what was in front of me was already there and too good.

Independent Project

My book/journal/scrap book is a insight into my crazy little life. i wanted to create a story about myself with a quirks and twists through it. its how i saw myself as a child and how I see myself today. To explain the significance of the ripped pages and ones torn out has more meaning to me. My life has been like a book where chapters and pages have been ripped out so my life growing up being adoptive is somewhat mysterious. I'm yet to get through the story of my life, i just know what i know today and what i have been told. To me I woke up when I was five with really welcoming people and then the rest is history. So you could say I only know my life from five years old, It really is an amazing thing and I dont know any different. I love my brothers and sister, my mum and dad, my family, the one i have always known the one that has always been there. This project is a part of me I wanted to share, and was also to share with myself too. After asking more questions to my mother I got a more in depth insight and just that extra bit of information helped me to create this piece for my independent project. In some of my imagery I have photoshopped, i have added photos, pictures, and letters and basically its not filled to the end, because the story about me isn't finished. I need to find the missing pages of my life to end the book.

Some pages out of my book...but not too many because its a secret.

I feel exposed to everyone thats why i'm nude.




Its a very messy, torn, worn ripped out journaly type story partly because when i was a child i did exactly that to books, or if I would make something i'd do it really messily.

My big thick book.

My book is coming along quite nicely. I feel like a little kid again cutting and pasting. Bringing back old childhood memories... its has turned out quite random also. Ha not as extreme as Kathy Ackers books though. mmmm not much else to write, might scan some pages in from it.

Narrative Project Cont.

So after having a big think about the narrative project. obviously my initial idea was to do something involving masks. Then after taking photos of everyone in class, and having a play with their faces, mixing and matching facial features. talking about identity (again) I was going to put my mouth, eyes and nose and mix them up on other peoples faces. After doing that and lining them all up. Thats when the idea of hear no evil speak no evil came about. And for me to emphasize that even more was to use my own images of me today (because for me i only look back on my childhood today as an adult) . It all works in 3 ways to me, about growing up. Firstly (hear) I rarely heard nothing bad as a child, I was always given positive feedback and if i asked questions I would get a straight answer from memory. Going to primary school, I would always pretend to not hear people talking about me in a negative way and I think because of that I became more aware of who I was.. (See) Obvious reasons from , wondering why i don't look like my brothers and sister...mum and dad etc. growing up I didn't think any different, as i got older i started to ask more questions. But to me out my eyes I thought i did look like them. (Speak) When asked at school who was that dropping you off etc, I would say my mum..and they would say thats not your mum and back then i figured the less i spoke the less they wouldn't care. I felt it was all suppose to be kept a secret, so I would make up lies and say they were friends of my parents or a babysitter. i create tall stories and tell them to my friends. So thats why I picked that and how it works in my favour also, helping me to create a story about myself.