My project is an original song that I wrote using only the electric guitar. The song begins with three parts singing together. The first of these parts is the echoing bass notes of D and G, driving the interval of a perfect fourth. The second is a muted, rhythmic line that consists of four notes and repeats on the beat. The third is simply a high F# played using the technique of harmonics and highly effected by reverb. These three parts play together on a loop throughout the entire piece, and represent the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. There is no real defining start to these parts, which represents the idea of a God without beginning. What is played thereafter (what might be considered the melody)…
Back to high school, I was the founder and the Vice President of the National Art Honor Society, in charge of student events and public relations. During three years, I improved my communication and…
I am a person that is weird and creates her own world I can say so passionate that what makes me unique. I grew up in a country that wasn’t noticed that much and was much going on there but even so I tried my best focusing on my studies that I can be here at the moment getting ready for college . As I grow up, I used to enjoy writing and creating things than doing anything else. Since I was little, I enjoy playing with Legos and collect puzzles and figuring it out, until now, I still collect puzzles and try putting them together. So when the time came by and I had to move here I felt sad I was anxious what I am going to do in a strange country. So when I arrived here I felt excited and anxious I did not know what to do. Compared from where…
Hello, guy and gals, I am Ulisses Velazquez and I decided to take this class in an online format because I actually enjoy the peer interaction through the discussion board. I am looking forward to meeting and working with everyone. I actually do love art and how I spend my time on Instagram proves it I look at fast cars, custom knives, and gear. Also, I still have a few of the pieces that I did in ceramics class back in high school. I'm currently doing an associate in and Arts and I am hoping to transfer soon and get an associate in dental hygiene. Eventually allowing to work as a Dental Hygienist which I believe is like combining two of my favorite subjects science and art in a way. I like to stay active by going to the gym and exploring…
At a young age, I’ve always been an artsy and creative person. In art class, I’d always have something good to show. During my freshman year, I felt as if I wasn’t living up to my own potential so I had begged my dad to take me out of Willingboro High and enroll me into Burlington County Institute of Technology or, BCIT. When filling out my exploration papers, I was dead set on getting…
While all of the different skills that was discussed earlier would help me in my dream career, however there is a unique skill that will benefit more than the other is revision. Being a photographer the power of revision may be one of the most important skill. The photographer will need to constantly review their piece of work and try to improve on what that was wrong, if they do not revise on what was wrong then they will not understand the meaning of success. Photographer will need to know why they are doing the same mistakes over and over again so they can avoid it, especially when turning the final product. With the revision the photographer will be able to continue to learn what is needed to be done to get the best result that they want,…
My father’s parents were born in a small village in the Peloponnese. They were kind and humble people that eventually made their way to Athens. My mother’s parents were born in Kafkaso, a town in Minor Asia, which at that time belonged to Greece. With the war of 1921, the Turks forced my mother’s parents to flee to Athens. They were wealthy and proud, as were many Pontian Greeks at that time. Both of my parents were born in Athens in the fifties. My mother left Athens in 1969, America bound and my father followed soon after.…
Before school had start most of my old teacher from high school used to tell me that Montclair State University was a really great school at everything. They had graduated from Montclair State University. They all told me great things about this school that I didn’t believed them until I see it with my own eyes. When I had started school, I was amazed with this school I felt like I was home. Most of the things that I like this school have it.…
My education will never be complete. This knowledge affords me the ability to grow each and every day. It teaches me to question the world and to learn from these questions. I learn through different lenses and circumstances I experience each day. At seventeen, I am nowhere near complete. I am young. I am flawed. I am naïve. What I have learned has led me down different paths in order to achieve different milestones on my own journey. I am strong. I am creative. I am poised...but most importantly I am learning. My education has allowed me to learn about myself, about others, and about the world. I am evolving through the educational process and through the effort of acquiring knowledge. I have no idea what I will learn tomorrow --some days…
During my sophomore year in high school, I chose to enter the Principles of Art, Audio, and Video Technology elective class, which taught the basics of photography, cinematography, and other arts associated with the two. Most people looked at the class as an unchallenging way to get out of taking an art credit; however, I wanted to use this class to pursue my passion of photography. As the school year was coming to a close, my teacher offered applications into the Commercial Photography class to individuals, like myself, that exhibited a substantial interest in the subject. Although I knew I could take pictures worthy of appeal, the competition was tough, which meant that I had to step my game up in order for my teacher to accept me into the…
When I first saw in the syllabus the type of paper we would be writing for this course I thought about what culture means to me. What was the culture of my family? Where did we come from? How did we end up in Virginia? How did we end up believing some of the things we believe? To me culture was basically how I was raisedmy behaviors, beliefs, values, and ideas cultivated during my youth and its evolvement as I grew into an adult. This truly was to be a very interesting and involved quest for information. Though I attempted to use websites such as www.genealogy.com and www.ancestry.com, I found most of the information from a couple of the adults in my family. Adults? I, too, am an adult, but in my family, age comes before everything; and because I am younger, I am treated as such and am expected to behave a certain manner towards the elders in my family. So begins the learning of the nature of my familial circle!…
At the end of the day, you are solely responsible for your success and your failure. And the sooner you realize that, you accept that, and integrate that into your work ethic, you will start being successful. As long as you blame others for the reason you aren't where you want to be, you will always be a failure. -Erin Cummings…
Where I wanted to go to college, was a question that loomed over my head for most junior year and the summer before senior year. Deciding where you want to go to college is a major milestone decision, one which I carefully thought over. I knew I wanted to attend a liberal arts college, because I believe the mind is a garden that requires cultivation. I knew I wanted to be in an environment that really pushed me to think conceptually and without censor. When Brandeis University, in Waltham, Massachusetts, came up in my college search, I was immediately intrigued. Brandeis has a long history of promoting social justice and giving back to the community, so I was delighted when I got my acceptance letter in February!…
Eating an apple is political. Maybe you got it from the bodega downstairs that always smells like burnt coffee and toothpaste. Maybe that apple came from New Jersey, or maybe it came from Washington State. If it came from Washington, a trucker probably brought it to you. He might have gotten tired on the road, did a little cocaine to keep him up, lost control, and run a car off the road, injuring all five of its passengers.…
My name is Robert Walton I go to Oak Park High School! I was raised by both my parents while growing up. My parents barely finished high school and never went to college so they were not the type of parents who pushed college careers nor did they have any sort of college fund for us to be able to go. They always helped with homework but never pushed me to do better. Now that they see my accomplishments from attending middle school to high school they are very proud of me and supportive for me to finish. My mom even went back to college after seeing my sister and I do it, and she got an accounting degree at the age of 40. My parents came from poor families and not many college graduates. I often had no spending money or even good running vehicles but they always gave me love and I was happy with all of the small things we had. My parents used the permissive parenting style, at least for me and my sister; they never really used any type of punishments. They would tell us me I was grounded from something but the next day I would be doing the things I was grounded from. I was always nurtured and my parents were easy, because they knew I was serious about school so they never really had to worry about me!…