Idea behind (skid_concept)

By definition...

Main Entry: 1skid
Pronunciation: \skid\
Function: noun, verb
Etymology: perhaps of Scandinavian origin; akin to Old Norse skīth "stick of wood"
Date: circa 1610

1: one of a group of objects (as planks or logs) used to support or elevate a structure or object
2: to apply a brake or skid to : slow or halt by a skid

I could take a couple of different perspectives on this idea. One being, my ideas are used to support and progess something towards bettering itself. Two, I apply a break to myself. Acting without or before thinking only brings unecessary complexity and consequences. Or it could just be a simple play on my name...
sheldon kazmarski design concept

Insight.

I'm a moderately expressed extrovert, who thinks outloud. I like to expand upon my emotions. I'm fatigued by a lack of stimulation. I live life to understand it. I am an idealist. A conceptualist. I match my artistic style to French Art Nuveau. I share an afinity for flat dynamic silhouettes, with subtle accents. I have a love for drawing. I never start a project without fully sketching out my ideas.

I visualize the completed elements as awhole through use of my imagination. Before whn I studied architecture I didall of my drawings by hand. It is said that there are some thigns a computer cando better than the hand. I believe it is the other way around. Hand drawings are beautiful and bring line to life. A new element is added to the picture, human vulnerability in making mistakes.



Saturday, February 23, 2008

Accumulation Project:Me vs. Myself







I chose a selection of photographs for some of these entries.
This first one shows that I am the type of person that is easily amused. I can remember when this photo was taken. I was just sitting there eating some corn cooked on the fire and was off in my own little world. It was great. The corn intrigued me for some reason.
I'm also a loner. I grew up an only child. I'm used to being alone. I went on a cruise this past December and my step-mom snapped this photo of me. I wasn't standing with my family. I was off in my own littel world.
I have mysterious side. Like I have this quality about that people want to get to know, because I don't show it or I only show a little bit of it. I felt like this photo portrayed that best.
I am also my mom. I have alot of resentment towards my mother. I feel like in some ways she destroyed my family and happy life that I once had. She caused me a lot of pain, and I had to grow up alot faster than most other kids because of situations I was put in. I try not be everything negative that she is or has been. But at the same time I share the same firey passion for things in life that she has in hers. I won't every be able to get away from it, as fast and as hard as I try to run.
I also want to be a big kid for the rest of my life. I want to be the epitome of a Toys R' Us kid. I still take days off every once in a while and find myself going and playing in the aisles at the Toys R Us.

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