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.



Sunday, April 27, 2008

Fire Station Flaming Bag of Poo



Media: Photography, Planned print on Mylar.
Size: 10'x 2'


I ocassionaly find Irony by happen chance in my pieces. This was one of them. The rare opportunity proposed itself to me while wtaching a movie one day. I was given the task of doing a site specific project. I alsways liek to get a laugh out of my pieces, but this one takes the cake. I had been racking my brain on where and what to do for my project for weeks. Has anyone ever seen Billy Madison? There is a part in the movie where Billy (Adam Sandler) goes around lighting bags of dog shit on fire on peoples front porches and then rings the doorbell and runs away. While the unsuspecting victim stomps out the flames and inevitably ends up with dog shit on there feet. It's hilarious. Well I chose to do the same thing at a firestation though. Not just any firestation one that had jsut been vacated by the fire dapartment respondeing to the fire. And no I did not makea prank phone call. So anyone I was having a beer down the street waitign for this to happen and it did so I ran myself down the street and lit this bag of dog shit on fire. Knocked on the door of a firestation that was empty and ran away. Was I ever there? Who put out the fire? What happened after that? Was there een a real fire? or eve na bag of shit? was there even a bag? I took this notion of secrecy and manipulation from Yves Klein. He did a piece called "Leap in to the Void". Did he ever do this? Who saw him? My response...just as his was...ask the Photographer or the people watching. They remain anonymous :)

Sources
Movie: Billy Madison





Photograph: Yves Klein- Leap in to the Void 1960

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