My first experience of reading 'How to see the word' I couldn't quite get my head around how this all relates, in the big picture of things to my place here at Massey. Revisiting what I had missed, I found a deeper understanding of what I couldn't quite understand at first. This book gave me a useful and insightful experience for something I never really took the time to understand. Reading the introduction I was able to grasp what we have been learning in my Fine Arts Degree. About critical engagement with space in an environment and the change within this visual material. It is also the perspective in the wider world of thing which Nicholas Mirzoeff is trying also saying especially in visual cultures within the wide range of my social sciences …show more content…
Looking at a piece of art is a highly subjective process, in which the individual can find how to unjumble the puzzle of the Visual Image. All of this is improved my overall view and engagement with art works in a gallery. I feel as though something that relates first-person is easier to unpick than on social media, whether or not if I like and art work or think it terrible. I found this out when we were at the Wellington Art Gallery by the way people interact with an art work and how the study it is really interesting. I honestly think that not many people understand what makes a great exhibition and how to understand the work that fills a gallery. This was important with the Cindy Sherman exhibition I was able to look critically at her work. Today there is a completely different culture towards understanding art in a gallery, and it is so easy to see what people think of an art work such as Cindy Sherman. For me when we visited the gallery I had a feeling of disconnect around the room, as though people around me weren't fully with what was being put in front of
“People only see what they are prepared to see” is a famous quote by Ralph Waldo. This quote emphasises the fact that the purpose of a text can often be unnoticed and misinterpreted by the viewer. Many people only have a limited world experience, and it’s the Distinctly Visual feature of a text which allows the viewer to gain a better understanding. Distinctly Visual texts use a combination of techniques to create and shape an audience’s point of view or interpretation, and visualising a text requires the responder to interpret all of the images presented.
As art slowly develops through the twentieth century, moving past voyeurism and historical art where it promotes passive spectatorial consumption, the role of the audience has evolved too. From the traditional historical passive visitor in perspective and panoptic spaces, art has gradually evolved into turning the spectator into an active contributor who not only engages with the work but also becomes the co-author in its creation and completion. Claire Bishop points out, “art must be directed against spectatorship, against the passivity of the masses paralysed by the spectacle of modern life”. This not only applies to art but to objects, image, stories, films etc.
When you go to an art show do you understand the symbolic interpretation of the pieces? Don’t feel bad, most people don’t. What’s so upsetting about that is that you really miss out on the experience. When I think about interpretation of art I think of Andy Warhol. Andy Warhol’s use of iconography changed not only the art world but the people who came into contact with his art. Once you understand his life and art, you will understand his art as a symbolic representation.
Explain the Simple View of Reading and its applications for teaching in relation to your SE1 context, with particular reference to strategies for teaching and assessing reading.
Her eyes scanned the page as if she was learning to read for the first time. The more she looked, the less she understood. How could was she unable to understand something this simple? It was so simple, yet the answers still did not show themselves.The idea of failure was foreign to her, as was confusion. Whenever the teacher set a paper on the desk in front of her, she would complete it with ease. It was what everyone expected of her, and she always lived up to that expectation. That was the norm, until today. For just a moment, panic set in. How could she damage her reputation by asking a question? What would her parents think of her if they knew she wasn’t perfect? As her heart slowed down, she secretly pulled out her notes, making sure
In preparation for my first visit to the Denver Art Museum I browsed their numerous extravagant collections online. I was taken back by the wide range of skilled artwork as well as impressed. I spent hours completely entranced by the artwork. When I was done viewing the gallery virtually I questioned whether or not I should even still visit the actual museum. I felt that I had just had the same experience only free and from the comfort of my couch. Fortunately, my sister convinced me into going with her and I have not regretted it since! Viewing artwork in person is far more beneficial than viewing it from a virtual gallery.
########################## Interest information, decent frammar but no capital letters where they're suppposed to go ############################ the begining my parents are the best things in my life. they gave me the greatest gift that could ever be givven and that was life. i was born june 21 1995 that was the greatest day of my life that day i was given the best two people that you could ever ask for in your life. from the day i was born they have done ever thing in there power to shape me into being a great person. they have beem great but i would sit here and say we havent had ower ups and downs. thing arent always perfect but i wouldnt change one bit of it.
Sitting on a colorful blanket and listening to my mom read books from Disney was my first memory of learning how to read. She could read word by word, making those face expressions that used to make me feel excited and of course she would show off the pictures. She finished reading and then she gave me a little purple notebook, where I used to practice how to spell my name and practicing the alphabet. Those are the first memories I have about learning how to read and write.
As exhibitions do not represent a neutral position on a subject matter then the opinion and the process by which this opinion was formed should be defined and made transparent to the viewer. Our understanding of art is for the most part prescribed, Ferguson states “the ways in which art is talked about, understood and debated are largely determined through the medium of exhibitions” (Greenberg, Reesa, Bruce W. Ferguson, and Sandy Nairne 1996, pg.180). As exhibitions seek to benefit and promote the desires and values from within this “network of interests” then we as viewers are simply told how to understand art, what is valuable and what is to be discarded. The way in which we come to understand art is laid out for us, with little room to draw our own conclusions.
Throughout my years of schooling, I have become ambivalent about reading and writing. I have struggled in school to make myself enjoy writing. I didn’t mind reading as much, as long as it was to my interest. It has differed throughout the years I have been in school. Some years I have enjoyed both, reading and writing, and other years I have not liked either. Getting myself to enjoy reading and writing has been quite the adventure.
In English class during my last year of highschool, I have learned a lot of all these different types of reading. Did I actually read them or did I use all the annotations on line? Well that doesn’t matter does it, the only thing that really matter is that I at least got something out of my English B class. I kinda did, between all the extra hours of homework and the texting in class I should've learned something. Well I did learn that I actually like about three of the stories in this so called literature book, no more or no less just three stories and that's it. The three stories that I found out that I actually like are The Lady of SHALOTT by: Alfred Lord Tennyson, Ah, Are You Diggin on My grave by: Thomas Hardy and The Rocking-Horse
Last week we wrote a blog and one of the questions was “How did you learn to read and write?” I found this question interesting because I never had really thought about the moment when I actually learned how to read and write. My mom was the first person to expose me to reading and writing. A popular tactic she did to make sure I was staying engaged was to read aloud stories and make me follow along with her. My mom would read me many different stories like Tarzan, Bambi, Aladdin, Peter Pan, Lion King, The Jungle Book, and Hercules. whatever I wanted to listen and follow along with, she would read with me. This really helped with my want to read. The books contained a lot of adventure, which made it easy as a kid to follow along with. I became to gain an imagination and then all of a sudden reading was easier.
So few days back, I woke up around 4:30 in the morning and was sitting in the living room browsing through quora on my laptop.
My first memory of reading or writing was being taught the alphabet at the daycare I attended in my childhood. I was in the “butterfly room” which was for children going into kindergarten the following year. I have a similar memory of my mother teaching me to write my name when I was around that same age. At some point in the years following I learned to read on my own and became more proficient in writing.
Amazon, Yahoo and Microsoft decided to fight against Google book together because Google book had cataloged