The Incomplete Artistic Endeavors of a Gen Xer

     As a beginning student in the art of photography, I was unable to dodge the bullet of critique. The above photos set fellow art students into a long discussion about intent, which was fairly straight forward.      Humboldt State came recently to know that many community and faculty members were not happy with the mission style entrance gates that had been built one summer. One of my instructors for Native American Studies pointed out that he found the gates offensive. As it was a constant reminder of the California Missions and the injustices committed in the name of god and at the mercy of the Indigenous people of the California region.       I found myself thinking about architecture as a political statement. Not a new idea, in fact a very old one (The Pantheon ) which began to be a reminder of the institutionalized nature of college.       On further contemplation, I searched my psyche ...

Art show poster as it was published in the NCJ for the ArtsAlive! issue. 

London is the greatest city in my experience on earth this far. Nothing is more pleasing than roaming the sweet streets and sucking up all the diversity in art, music, books and journalism. I doodled constantly while visiting. There was no shortage of inspiration. This is one such doodling.

From the streets of Eureka , the struggle between concrete and plants, is a subject matter of interest. The plants have my heart, but the concrete has an undeniable function. On a vivid day, usually during spring, the plants take over the streets. Some mind and spend hours removing the weeds, as I myself have done, but I would rather watch them grow.

A friend is growing a beard. He is a young man, who was inspired by the ad's titled, "The Most Interesting Man in the World." The campaign is lengthy and reminds me of the tireless hours put into work that is viewed for minutes, even seconds. Beards are in, for some.

Wouldn't it be beautiful to put a big, native plant garden here?