Of The Artist’s Struggle

Over the past few weeks, having finished “Just Kids” and having Daniel Kelly and Tara Sabharwal, practicing artists, in our classroom, I realized that a common theme to all artist’s lives is that of struggle. Artists, initially at least, struggle to have a solid financial foundation. In their passion to practice their craft, many artists sacrifice security and luxury for a meager existence, all for their art. Of course, I’m exaggerating a bit, as this is clearly not true of all artists. But there is the question of making their craft pay for their living, as being an artist isn’t a stable source of income, especially if you are young and unknown.

At this point, we’re all pretty familiar with Patti and Robert’s struggles as up and coming artists. They had to work a variety of side jobs in order to make the minimum amount of  money they needed to make the rent. Often they ate little and spent money very frugally. Daniel Kelly, when he was speaking to us, made note of the large number of weddings that he had to play at to be financially secure. Tara Sabharwal told us about residencies, which many artists use to have a safe financial backing while they pursue their passion and eventually succeed. There is no denying that an artist’s life is full of struggles, for money and for the freedom to do what they truly want. So why do they pursue it?

Again, drawing from “Just Kids” and our visitors, one can clearly see that, despite their struggles, artists are dedicated and passionate about what they do. Their craft makes them happy. Patti and Robert were dedicated to their art throughout all their struggles and continued to create art during those times. They never gave up on their art to pursue a more stable career. They did what they loved. When Daniel and Tara spoke to us, it was evident that they were truly in love with what they did. It is everyone’s dream to make money doing what they love and artists, I believe, have accomplished this.

Genesis

Two weeks ago, Justin and I went to the International Center of Photography to view Sebastiao Salgado’s “Genesis”. Now, I’m not usually overtly fond of viewing exhibitions of artwork. However, I was interested in this one because of the overarching theme of the exhibition, that of Nature’s untamed power. When I got to the exhibit, I was not disappointed. Salgado, on his 8 year world tour, had captured some truly powerful and remarkable images. At some photographs, I found it hard to believe that they were photos and not paintings. The images seemed unreal and invoked a sense of wonder and awe. Salgado had done an amazing job in capturing the untarnished beauty of nature and in compiling these photographs together to create a global collage. The pictures of the Bryce Canyon and Brooks range, especially, caught my eye.

Brooks Range

Brooks Range

Bryce Canyon

Bryce Canyon

 

On Robert Mapplethorpe

When I started reading up on Robert Mapplethorpe, all sources pointed to the fact that this was one of the most controversial artists of the 20th century. It was when I started looking up his artwork that realized why: his highly stylized black and white photography bordered on graphic depictions of the human nude form. His portfolio ( selections of which are available at http://www.mapplethorpe.org/portfolios/ ) consisted of other types of photography, however. My personal favorite was his series on statues. One of them, I’m posting here! I highly encourage you guys to read up on Mapplethorpe, not because of his immense artistic impact, but simply because he’s such an interesting fellow.

Mapplethorpe, Skull and Crossbones, 1983

Mapplethorpe, Skull and Crossbones, 1983

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Mapplethorpe, Italian Devil, 1988

A Flashback to Petit (A Video-Game Story)

So, this past week, one of my favorite videogame franchises, Assassin’s Creed, released the newest installment in the series: Assassin’s Creed Unity. I was understandably excited and, as soon as I sat down to play it, my first instinct was to explore the absolutely breath-taking rendition of Paris that the game was set in. These were some of the best graphics I had ever seen ever! Ubisoft, the franchise’s developer, is known for constructing the settings as close to real life as possible, using the actual blueprints.

A rendition of Notre Dame in Assassin's Creed: Unity.

A rendition of Notre Dame in Assassin’s Creed: Unity.

Now, as anyone familiar with Assassin’s Creed will know, the game involves a lot of climbing, clambering and parkour. As I was traversing the rooftops of Paris, I spotted a particularly high cathedral; only when I had gotten to the top of one of its two towers, did I realize that this was none other than the great Notre Dame cathedral itself! This virtual rendition had taken almost close to two years to construct and was one of the most accurate models in the entire game! As my character sat atop the tower, another thought raced across my mind: these two towers was one of the places that Phillipe Petit, on his wire-walking adventures, had crossed. Although I have never visited Paris, this beautiful rendition of Notre Dame had given me an entirely new perspective on one of Petit’s walks; there was an intense sensation of wonder to the entire moment and led me to appreciate not just the amazing hard work that the designers of the game had put into creating such a historical structure, but of the history that was attached to this building that we, the players, were allowed to experience.

Art From the Waste Land

The documentary “Waste Land” was enlightening. It showed a side to product consumption that I had never considered before. Moreso than anything, it showed an entire community of people whose very lifelines came from the landfill of Jardim Gramacho. The documentary followed Vik Muniz’s expedition to create art out of the landfill of Jardim Gramacho and how it impacted the people that lived there. My favorite part of the documentary had to be when Vik, along with the people, actually crafted the pieces of art using recyclable materials. It was an inspiring moment and left me awe-struck.

Another deeply fascinating part of the documentary was its portrayal of the people that made their livings off of picking recyclable materials. The portrait that is painted of this community shows a strong, proud group of people; they live a simple life and are satisfied with it. Vik postulates that this might come from denial and from not knowing any better. Regardless, it was a very heartfelt moment in the documentary when Tiao and his people were at the museum; their words, especially Irma’s, moved me.

“Waste Land” was an extremely enjoyable watch and was full of deep, emotional moments that truly appealed to the viewer. Loved it!

P.S: “99 is not 100!” should be a motto for the recycling movement!

St. Luke’s Orchestra At Carnegie Hall

The performance we saw on Thursday was incredibly memorable and engaging.

First off: Carnegie Hall. Amazing! The building was beautiful, the interior was beautiful and the hall gave off an intense vibe of culture. It was simply a joy to be there and moreso to see a performance there. As soon as I saw the hall, I could not help but snap a picture.

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Onto the performance: all of the pieces were fairly great. They were all perfectly complemented by the mesmerizing conducting of Pablo Heras-Casado, who gave a whole other level of energy to the performance. That was the moment I realized how truly integral a good conductor is to a good performance. One piece in particular etched itself into my mind: Mendelssohn’s “Die erste Walpurgisnacht” (The First Walpurgis Night). The narrative involved with this piece made me look forward to it even before the show had started. When the orchestra played it and the singers sang with their powerful voices, I was absolutely mesmerized. The innate story of the piece also appealed to me deeply: an oppressed group winning out against the majority. The ending of the piece was also, by far, my favorite part of the entire night.

Afterwards, an evening spent at the diner with the rest of the class made for an extremely memorable night.

The Trump Globe: Global Unity – Shahrouk Reza and Daniel Seo

The steel globe is located in Manhattan, Columbus Circle at the intersection of 8th avenue, Broadway, Central Park South and Central Park West in front of the Trump International Hotel. The globe was built in 1997, during the revamping of the Trump Tower and sometimes called the Monument to the World, Its structure shows the world made up of steel and it is at least 30 feet wide and is held by one huge chromium column. The Globe is surrounded by three rings orbiting it. In front of the globe, there are large crowds trying to take the subway and get to their destination.

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The Unisphere, located at Flushing Meadows, inspired the Globe. Because of that, it is a symbol of global interdependence and community. The Globe symbolizes the coming together of people from all over the world to achieve a common goal and to share in a common purpose. Its rings memorialize the tracks of Yuri Gagarin (First man in space), John Glenn (First American in Space) and the first communications satellite. Man’s ascension into the space was only accomplished through a myriad of collaborative efforts.

However, because of its location in NYC, the Globe takes on a different meaning entirely. Lying in the heart of the city, the Monument to the World is representative of New York City itself. Because of New York’s intense diversity, the world that the Globe symbolizes can be found within the confines of this great city. Within its boundaries, people from every corner of the globe can be found. As such , we chose the steel Globe because it represents the diversity of NYC and the intermingling of dozens of cultures that happen in the city every day, to create a truly global community.

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The Trump Globe’s 12 Story High inspiration.

Six Characters in Search of an Author: The Play and the Place

First off, the play: As I told Professor Drabik after the event, I survived. The play was not one of my favorite performances, despite, no doubt, being thoroughly enjoyable. What the play was, however, was absolutely mind-blowing. “Six Characters” played with the boundaries of fiction and reality. Were the characters actual people within in the context of the play or were they actual characters come to life, to finish their unwritten stories? Were the Boy and the Little Girl dead? Had they already died ? Was it their function to die? These are the questions that plagued my mind after the show and I still find it hard to completely answer them. If I were to pick a single scene that represented all of my confusion, it would have be the penultimate scene, where the Boy shoots himself. Both the Actors and the Characters crowd around him and conflicting shouts of “Reality?!” and “Fiction” can be heard from behind the curtain. The play made me question everything that was happening on the stage. In particular, the Father’s dialogue about real life being the illusion while “characters” had an actual, set reality struck a chord with me.

Now, the place: Brooklyn Academy of Music Harvey Theater. I was not a particular fan of this venue. The seating was the first thing that I noticed. The seats felt rather small and I had the distinct sense that, should I lean forward a little, I would tumble all the way down to the stage. More so than anything else, the supertitle set-up bothered me. Constantly flicking my eyes from the supertitles to the many elements on the stage made me feel as if I was missing a majority of the performance and distracted from the play itself. The stage set-up, however, was a plus. Being flat, rather than elevated, the stage seemed perfect for the kind of play that “Six Characters in Search of an Author” was.

Fall For Dance Review

My thoughts on each of the performances:

Semperoper Ballet Dresden: Powerful. One of the most incredible performances of the show and my favorite. The choice of music was perfect and inspired a sense of awe in the listener. This coordinated perfectly with the movements of the dancers on stage. One of my favorite aspects of the performance was the symmetry. At every point in the dance, the dancers were mirrored about a central point and was an amazing exercise in perfect synchronization.

Lucinda Childs Dance Company: While some might find this enjoyable, I did not. I do not know why this could be (perhaps because of my lack of experience in dance or because of my taste in music); however, I recognized that their performance was incredibly talented and that it was an amazing display of grace and balance.

Sebastian Ramirez and Honji Wang:  This was an incredibly energetic performance, portraying a relationship (not so much as the narrative of the relationship but of its current state). Because of its high energy and acrobatic feats, this was an immensely enjoyable performance. Ramirez and Wang complimented each other perfectly and displayed beautiful coordination. I’m also overjoyed at the fact that they let us take a group picture with them after the show!

Alvin Ailey Dance Company: I loved how this piece started off. It was so inconspicuous that most of us were unaware whether the performance had even started. The performance mixed a variety of styles. My favorite part was when “Hava Nagila” started playing and the narrator spoke of the fine line between beauty and insanity and the coexistence of fatigue and elegance (not verbatim). This theme was reflected in the performance. I was left wondering, was the one who had not taken off his clothes the insane one or the ones around him? Was him not becoming a part of the larger society true insanity? It was a truly thought provoking performance.

 

Of Courts Unconquered

This was going to be my Macaulay snapshot; unfortunately, I missed the deadline. But here it is for you all to enjoy!

This is a picture of the courts at Highland Park in Queens. Highland Park, although situated next to the much larger Forest Park (which has its own courts), has the more impressive tennis courts. However, for some odd, almost mystical reason, whenever I plan to play on these courts, these plans never come to fruition. As such, it is one of the only courts in the Queens area that me and my friends have not yet played on. Here’s to accomplishing to goals!snapshot

A Subway Story

Tuesday, September 30th.  The time? 10:30 A.M I had 30 minutes to get to class.

I was rushing to get on the F train from Hunter College. You might be thinking how and why I ended up in this most unfortunate situation. You see, because I started class at 11 A.M that day, I thought I would’ve been able to get some breakfast with my friends at Hunter and still make it to class in time, provided I left by 10:30. The breakfast was a success. Four of my close friends and I had an extremely entertaining and greasy breakfast at the local Golden Arches, reminiscing and laughing the time away. When it became time to leave, though, I realized that I would have to take the F from Hunter back a couple of stops in order to catch either the A or the D train to CCNY. Realizing I might actually be late to class, I panicked. I hurriedly said goodbye and vanished into the bowels of the subway station.

I was speed-walking, determined not to be late. With each step I took towards the turnstile, I got more and more hopeful.

My mind was focused on the single goal of getting to class on time.

I might not be late after all!! Yes!!

And then all of a sudden, BOOM!! I felt a sickening crunch in my stomach.

I had forgotten to swipe my MetroCard and walked straight into the turnstile.

(For those of you who are curious, I was, in fact, not only late, but very late, close to 30 minutes.)

The Opera

If you had asked me four years ago, three years ago, two years, a list of all the places I thought I’d go to, the opera would never have been on that list. Going to the Opera this Thursday was an incredibly eye-opening and enjoyable experience.

I went in with the mindset that I’d be bored and I wouldn’t be able to understand anything. I was badly mistaken. The set up at the Met Opera was beautiful. The way the subtitles were shown allowed me to both witness the (incredible) performance on stage, as well as understand what was going on. The sets themselves were another thing of beauty and I was astonished when I saw how they worked.

Everyone involved in the production did an incredible job. The orchestra played very well and you could discern their different sounds. One of the most incredible aspects of the opera, as Professor Drabik talked about in class, was how the actors, unmiked, managed to project their voices to the entire theater over the sound of a full orchestra.

Now there’s the matter of the Opera itself: La Nozze De Figaro. I think I had a great time at the Opera mostly because of how entertaining the narrative was. It was humorous, both in performance and plot. The story, while confusing at times, kept the viewer’s attention.

The Opera was an enlightening experience and, now, if someone asked me where I would like to go, it will definitely be on the list.

Just watched Man On Wire….

..and all I have to say is: Wow. Just wow. That movie was absolutely brilliant. From beginning to end, “Man On Wire” held my attention. I was absolutely smitten with Petit’s rebellious view of his high-wire walk and the notion of “illegal but not inherently wicked or harmful.” As I said in my previous post about Let the Great World Spin, the walker, who is Phillipe Petit, truly lived. He was not bound by the laws imposed on him by society; rather, he lived his life as he saw fit and was a source of immense inspiration to those who witnessed his feat. The sense of inspiration I got from this movie was absolutely incredible.

The ending, however, was also a tad depressing; Petit’s dream was not achieved without sacrifice and that sacrifice came in the form of his friendships and his relationship. Petit’s sole focus throughout this endeavor was to fulfill his dream; he didn’t show any regard for what his friends or even his girlfriend wanted to do with their lives. His friends lived his dream and did their utmost to help him. This is especially seen in Jean-Louis, who stayed by Petit’s side even when all hope seemed lost and when Albert had abandoned him. It was sad to find out that they fell apart after the event, especially after such a show of love and dedication. Petit’s disregard for his companions is also shown in his treatment of Annie; as soon as he is released from prison, Petit sees it fit to cheat on her, because of his celebrity. I felt that was rather cruel of him, especially since she had dedicated her life to him.

All in all,  a great movie about a truly legendary feat but with the moral that there is no achievement without sacrifice.

A Reflection On The Book

During our discussion this past Monday, there was a general consensus around the table that “Let The Great World Spin” was a book very much concerned with death and how different people perceive death differently. While each of the main chapters (especially in the first book) deal with death (J.A Corrigan’s death, Jazzlyn’s death, Joshua being killed in ‘Nam, Tillie’s hinted-at suicide), the “walker sections” in between the books provide a stark contrast.

The walker’s dream of walking across the Twin Towers on a tightrope, and what some might perceive as his recklessness with his life, is not born of a desire to die, but of his desire to express the thrill of living The insane amount of effort the walker puts into the completion of his goal and his eventual accomplishment of it express the purest form of living there is. While he was practicing, and when he eventually performed the feat, the walker was free; free of all the shackles of an everyday life, free of all worries, and, perhaps most importantly, free of any fear of dying. In those 45 minutes on the wire, in the skies of New York City, he was truly alive.

It was this stark contrast of life/death that really fascinated me about the book and why the walker sections were particularly exciting for me to read. And with that, I leave you all with a quote that I feel applies to the walker.

Introduction – Shahrouk Reza

What’s up guys? I’m Shahrouk (That’s SHA-ROOK). First off, some basic facts about me: I’m Bengali. I came to the US 4-5 years ago. I’ve lived in Queens ever since and attended John Adams High School there. Now I’m here. There’s really not too much to say about me so I’ll try to keep it short.10424566_316304771872244_604468944_n

My passion lies in mathematics and physics. I’ve been in love with math ever since I first started doing algebra. There is something about the consistency of mathematical laws, whether doing simple arithmetic or doing advanced calculus that appeals to me. Now, about physics: I believe that physics is the key to understanding the universe that we live in. The cosmos, how we came about and whether we’ll ever leave our little slice of the galaxy: all of these things interest me endlessly. These subjects fueled my desire to become an engineer, to be a part of humanity’s galactic future.

My other interests lie mainly in the areas of video games. I absolutely love well-written video game series (Mass Effect, Assassin’s Creed, anyone?) and believe that they are as worthy of being called true art as any painting or museum piece. Another great thing about gaming is the amazing music that you come across embedded in these games. Two such amazing, heartstring-tugging tracks are included in this post.

Now you might be thinking: This guy is the epitome of a couch potato. You’d be right!! But I do have one great passion in physical activity and that’s playing tennis. I joined the team in my junior year of high school and love playing the sport ever since. It’s not only fun, but a great stress reliever as well.

So that’s enough about me. I look forward to getting to know all of you better through the course of the semester ! 😀