WOOHOO!

Photograph(s)

I'll be at the reception from 5:30-6:30 if anybody is interested in going with me! The thesis show will be going on one floor above ours, so there will be food and art a'flowing. My photographs are in it (and there are photographs of me in it), but I'm actually almost prouder of my classmates' work than I am of my own. I'd say it's a very impressive exhibition for an introductory class.

The Newest Tygielski

My brother had a baby girl! This is not the newest news, but I finally have the photographic evidence to prove it. She was born in Germany last Friday, and she's a tiny little thing... just 4 pounds, 6 ounces. I can't even imagine holding a living, breathing baby so itty-bitty.

Noam Chomsky!

I have spent entirely too much time at Harvard failing to take advantage of the opportunities practically thrown at students here. This semester alone and lecturers alone, I've missed the opportunity to see the President of Mexico, the President of Greenland, Jeff Koons, and the makers of XKCD and Dino Comics. This doesn't even touch on orchestras, plays, bands, films, filmmakers, art exhibitions, and actors. I usually decide that I'm "too busy" to go and inevitably end up regretting that decision.

Well, I'm happy to say that today was an exception to that norm.

Noam Chomsky rules.

Kandinsky v. Tygielski

Red, Green, Yellow, Tygielski


Yellow, Red, Blue, Kandinsky

David Hockney

Ian Swimming, Hockney

This man is my hero. Besides using a Polaroid camera for a lot of his photography (major bonus points right there), he's created totally unprecedented photo collages inspired by Cubist paintings. By arranging smaller, individually photographed pictures to create one composite image, he transformed scale, perspective, and angle in ways no other photographer had before him (or has since, really). Check out the simultaneity of time and space in Ian Washing His Hair below--it reminds me so strongly of Marcel Duchamp's Nude Descending a Staircase, No. 2:


Ian Washing His Hair, Hockney


Nude Descending a Staircase, No. 2, Duchamp

Gwon Osang

There's so much to say about the trip, but my photos are currently being developed and my words alone couldn't possibly do justice to the experience. Since a picture is worth a thousand words (or so they say), I'll wait until I get my negatives back before I try to take on the week in Jackson.

In the meantime, these are the creations of Gwon Osang, a sculptor/photographer who creates life-size three-dimensional objects out of pictures. Wicked.

HOUSING DAY!

Not a photograph I took, but it's tough to show your house spirit from behind the camera. Besides, a blog isn't truly scandalous until you've posted at least one picture of yourself in a bikini.

I'm so stoked. Mather 2011 won't know what hit them.

A More Proper Introduction