;) seminar and lab crud

these next few photos are dedicated to tumblr

end dedication

a few high fives and a handshake is all I got from taking these pictures, maybe a decent grade

I went into a darkroom today and wasted a decent amount of paper because I was an idiot and forgot to adjust the enlarger

I get bored walking to central

who would have thought that smoking a cigar and reading was an appealing activity.

these two men, they teamed up to fix the door. what a crew.

I have a weird life

research paper

failing this response with pride

Zak Rose

10/10/10

Prof. S. Baker

Art History of the Western World

MFA response

During our visit to the MFA I quickly realized the similarities and lack of variation in the new technique of creating oil paintings. I’m not trying to put down the artists of the Renaissance era, but I personally do not enjoy the work of the renaissance, because it reminds me of how awful my Western Civilizations class was when I was a freshman in high school. I could honestly not find one specific painting to pick out, but I did take photos of most of the oil paintings that featured “babies”. I put babies in quotes, because in all honesty, I have no idea how the artists of the renaissance didn’t understand how to draw a proportionally accurate baby without making it look crude, or look like a scaled down adult with a wretched face. Sure, peoples drawing skills weren’t way too advanced, but in my opinion, it doesn’t take drawing or painting skill to understand how to make a baby look different than if you drew an adult male, but shrunk said adult male and took a way his facial hair. I may not be an art connoisseur, but to someone like me, who obviously is not, seeing religious depiction after depiction is incredibly tiresome to somebody who does not believe in religion. I honestly wouldn’t be able to tell you a single difference in technique, besides color choice and what they used to paint with. In my opinion, which is not a mature one, and biased, if they said only one person created these paintings, I would have believed it. I feel bad that I couldn’t pick one specific piece to respond to, but I felt the same exact way about every single painting.

tribute to guilty simpson ;3:3:3

guilty simpson has a song called american dream, it was so
He starts rapping about gnarly shit I guess
his is about trife detroit and mine is about trife suburbia
his

my response is called cannot dream and it's about trife shit in suburbia. slightly blown out, like rap

• walk like I'm dead rem sleep lacking head
• I'm up! I was bred where the rich men led
• taught! I was brought to a dead mans shed
• and all the other things that my fellow friends said

Lost in a life where the young greed bread

never should have taught him how to put a girl to bed

or that coke and keef could distract his weary head

addicted to the chemicals and shit, screw feds

any day my fame remains "who's him"

go to her crib- new girl, new bed

It's bittersweet when you get no sleep

to feel mentally stable when you cannot dream

to get baked some go to every extreme

after getting laid raid her purse of green

falling for her tricks while she plans to deceive ya

until you let go of the hand that used to beat ya (cuck)

a few

post fashion photography

avi buffalos sound check was better than their set... just kidding...

and scene

some rap I'll post every now and then

$600 an o for rocks kid I ain't frontin shit do you got it? Five minutes to pay you better watch the clock tick, a second late or dollar short and the trigger on my glock clicks. Beforehand I gotta cock it, pro boxer, teflon or not ain't no shot blockin. Do you hear 5 hit the ground as I fire 5 rounds, if no one is around? Do you know that bullets travel faster than sound?

I want to be a ghost writer for a gangster rapper

also, I was reading a snapshot I wrote once, and it started like this, it's pretty dumb, but that's how I am when I write.

it (wow zak rose seriously learn to capitalize) was 82 degrees outside, and the humidity of new york city was causing my hair to stand up, for a standing (obviously)

ovation of my hands trying to paw my back hair down to avoid revealing my rooted, but not believed religion.

I wrote a lot of stuff just so I could write a dumb thought I found funny about these bones that this woman in the subway was displaying.

more printss

hate this but was forced to print it

the four man crew

competition

I need to think of ideas for my semester project on street photography, which I don't even want to do that much, so my brain is blocking creativity for a certain area of photo. fookdalyffe