Collaboration
Submitted by JLR530 on Sun,
02/06/2011 - 13:42.
A COLLABORATION involves a
minimum of two individuals working together toward
a common goal.
Each participant brings their
unique beliefs, talents,
drives, and attitudes from
inside
their psyche and inputs them
into the
completion of the
goal.
Jeanine
Briggs
commanded a collaboration at
the de Young
museum in San Francisco in
which I (as well as all guests) was (were) able to
participate this past
July.
Discarded items were provided
by
Briggs,
and a large creature called
a
Detritussaurs
was formed with the idea that
visitors
would add to their touch to
it.
- James
Images found at links
below:
http://deyoung.famsf.org/blog/introduction-jeanine-briggs-transfigurations-july-2010-artist-residence-gregory-stock-education
http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4096/4879962665_7a1d16cb2b.jpg
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Collaboration Submitted by JLR530 on Sun, 02/06/2011 - 13:42. A COLLABORATION involves a minimum of two individuals working together toward a common goal. Each participant brings their unique beliefs, talents, drives, and attitudes from inside their psyche and inputs them into the completion of the goal. Jeanine Briggs commanded a collaboration at the de Young museum in San Francisco in which I (as well as all guests) was (were) able to participate this past July. Discarded items were provided by Briggs, and a large creature called a Detritussaurs was formed with the idea that visitors would add to their touch to it. - James Images found at links below: http://deyoung.famsf.org/blog/introduction-jeanine-briggs-transfigurations-july-2010-artist-residence-gregory-stock-education http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4096/4879962665_7a1d16cb2b.jpg
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As a teacher, I share similar feelings when students ask me about my personal life....not with these specific activities, but there is such a disconnect between how we must act as educators verse how we act outside of the school building around our friends or family.
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I think the close connection between a teacher's personal and "moral" choices and his/her professional position is extremely interesting. In our History of Art Education class we've learned about how females were deemed more suitable teachers for their "inherent" moral compass, and how this control of privacy contributes to the profession's lack of prestige. We don't think of Tiger Woods as a worse golf player because of his indiscretions, yet anonymously received personal images of a female teacher holding a beer are cause for formal dismissal. http://www.cbsnews.com/stories/2011/02/06/sunday/main7323148.shtml?tag=stack
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My experience as a teacher is so different than my childhood memories. I think of teachers as people with unlisted phone numbers who lived in a different district than where they taught. As far as students were concerned, they LIVED in their classroom, and teachers were happy to keep that misconception as a shield of privacy for their personal life. I didn't get into teaching with that idea. My little brother had a first grade teacher who attended teeball games and recitals. I was in 9th grade at the time and knew I wanted to be THAT teacher, the one who would attend teeball games. Kids these days have enough absent parents and lame adults. I wanted to be a good role model and positive force in their life, at school and in the community. My assigned student teaching placement was one district away from my university, but happened to be the town where I was living. I had a 1.5 mile commute to the high school. In our row of town houses, a 9th grade boy was my next door neighbor. And suddenly, the teenagers who had been ringing me up in the grocery store for 5 months became my students. Then I moved to China and into the tiny tiny circle that is the expat community. My next door neighbor is the first grade teacher. His two kids are my students. Three floors down, the two apartments are also staff families with their staff kids (my students). The middle school principal lives in the next building over. If I don't draw my curtains at night, I'm living in a fishbowl where his family (including two teenage boys and a 5th grade girl) can see directly into my living room and bedroom. And it's not just staff kids that live here. Other students also live in our apartment complex. All circles of my life---students, coworkers, family, friends---blend into one. I ride the staff school bus with the same people that I hang out with on Friday night, worship with on Sunday morning, and eat turkey with on Thanksgiving. My first year here, I spent Christmas Ev
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well apparently that post was too long... I spent Christmas Eve with my principal and his family. I slept over at their house, then spent Christmas day in my pajamas with him, his wife, and their two sons (1 1/2 and 5). His wife is excellent at code-switching, calling me Auntie Stephanie on Christmas and at family birthday parties and Miss M. at school. Over here, teachers are known to have class parties at their apartments. No use trying to keep your address private. They'll be going to their friend's house and accidentally ring 502 instead of 501--now they know where you live! I resisted for almsot two years, but before the May exam, I had two study sessions at my apartment for my 11th and 12th graders in AP Art History. It was kinda fun. I chose this life. I was warned before I moved here and I actually like it. If/when I move back to the states, I'd like to live within walking distance of my school. Somehow, I feel like it won't go over as well. Parents will think I'm a creeper. But not here in Asia, where it's socially acceptable to see your (same gender) students and their (same gender) parent while you're naked at the spa (think Roman baths). You have to draw the line somewhere and this is a little too exposed for me. I won't participate in the spa culture. But then a boy in 4th grade announced in the middle of class "I saw your brother at the spa!" Great, while my 17 year old brother was here studying for a semester, you saw him naked. Awesome. I haven't seen him naked since he was 3 and I was helping with potty training. And I'd like to keep it that way.
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I agree with James, I have the same feelings about my personal life and my students. I do think it's very interesting how teachers are held to such a high standard, but public figures like Tiger Woods or political figures really aren't. When I think about the teenagers I teach, I realize my role in their life, but I think my students are also highly influenced by the people the look up to or see in the media.
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It took me awhile to understand this postcard. At first, I thought it reflected the "He Loves Me/Loves Me Not" petal ripping game. With the addition of numbers and text, I realized that it went beyond my original thought into a commentary regarding the number of romantic parters of the sender. Furthermore, it expresses the exhaustion of dating and failed romances. I can certainly relate to the sentiment, but it also makes me sad. What's wrong with experimenting and dating around? Why do we have so much pressure to settle down and find "the one"--and can we feel complete and satisfied without a partner? This provides strong implications for patriarchy in romantic relationships.
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I agree that pressure to find the one is extremely unrealistic in most cases. Though the image appears sweet and happy- it is sad isnt it.
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I agree with both of the previous posts. This image is beautiful, I love how some of the petal shapes resemble hearts. It is sad though.
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Wow. I completely could not understand this until your explanation. Good code-cracking. I do feel pressure to find the right person, but I am in no rush. I don't think anyone should be. They should just be patient and enjoy everything about being single while they are.
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wow---i think i'm fairly tech-saavy, but it took me a while to figure out this sticky note thing...doesn't help that it takes hours (not really) to load the diigo help video because of my vpn. (diigo is blocked in china.) diigo toolbar installed and now it all makes sense!
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um...I didn't know how to do the commenting part either and I think I posted two of the same thing on here and then it wouldn't delete! :)
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Chinese! I got all excited to "decode" the secret message. The first two characters are RIGHT (as in the opposite of left) and HEART. I don't know the third. Then I realized the entire drawing was labeled in Chinese. Which begs the question why? Why did the sender appropriate THIS anatomical drawing? Is the sender a Chinese speaker? Is the straight man a Chinese speaker? What is the connection, significance, of affixing cursive English on pink paper to a cropped Chinese medical drawing of a heart?
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That is so interesting! I didnt even see the chinese characters until I read your comment. All of these posts seem to leave me with wanting more info.
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Steve - I also LOVE this cup. Good news! The cup has the same writing in China. I'd have to talk to a native speaker to find out if you could do the same play on words with the characters, but I have every intention of doing this to one of my best friends here, the elementary music teacher. I think she would notice, which is even funnier! Here's a picture of the cup with the Chinese. My friend took it and has it on her flicker. http://www.flickr.com/photos/homemadeinchina/5099423966/in/set-72157625203620748/
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Whenever I check out I always wonder what the cashier thinks about my purchases. Often I find myself disconnecting from the cashier and think for some reason they dont really 'see' what I am buying. What a weird dynamic.
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In high school I worked as a cashier at a grocery store, and it was BORING. I don't think I ever really read greeting cards people were buying, but I definitely amused myself looking at other purchases.
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This post really speaks to the influence of Facebook. Before facebook the person who posted this would probably never see the pictures. It is very strange and like this poster it seems people torture themselves by not being able to look away- don't look at the pictures lady!
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i agree with you about the influence of Facebook. It seems like some people follow some friends to either make themselves feel better about their situations or, like you said, torture themselves.
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My friend broke up with her boyfriend, and she knew his password to sign into the site. She would go onto his facebook daily and torture herself by reading his messages etc. He did not know this was happening...
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Oh yes, this happens more than anyone cares to admit. On one hand, sharing passwords is a sign of trust. On the other, your privacy can (and probably will) be violated. For those of us in class that are married/engaged--do you share your passwords? Are you ever tempted to search for anything without your significant other knowing?
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my boyfriend and i know each other's passwords but that's more because we use the same password for everything. At one point in time I was tempted to use his password, but never did.
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I thought many of these notes were very clever. I related to this one because of my personal experience with Valentine's Day and flowers. Deep down I don't want to care about Valentine's Day, but I secretly love getting flowers. For many years I made similar paintings of flowers for my college friends. The first time I got flowers at work was pretty nice though.
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After looking at the postcards for Valentine's day, I sensed that some cards were from people who simply hated Valentine's day. Are they lonely? Angry about something? Then I saw some that seemed to sort of poke fun at that "special" day. I also saw some that seemed to vent their frustration with a particular feeling about something that was happening in their lives and really wasn't Valentine's Day related. My favorite one though is the one on the Starbuck's coffee cup. (Funny how I knew it was a Starbucks cup even though I can only see the bottom half of the logo). The postcard made me laugh as I could see myself doing something similar to my wife's coffee cup. And...she would be the one that wouldn't notice either. She just agreed with me. :-)
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One of the secrets I saw was written on the inside of a McDonald's french fry container, saying something to the effect of "I judge people by what they purchase at McDonalds." I thought this was a clever use of appropriation or what I would call "re-purposing" to make a statement. I am drawn towards found objects being used in this manner.