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TO BE GRAY ( MIAH SONG )
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living your dream ( SHANNON SYLTE )
"green belt" HBG
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THE controversial DISCUSSIONS ( AVA BERG )
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SO YOU WANT TO BE AN ARTIST, EH? ( KRISTIN KEST )
POEMS ( CHRISTINE KELLEY )
VOICE OF THE CITY
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Well... To be grey Is to be holy Wild yet tame Like bells in the east, As coloosol as the grand canyon of rice paddies. Unstuck from clean bubbles, Bright spheres, sun & moon, Mothers hands smacking soft beatings, Fathers words cutting hard times. Calmly breath the stench of our genitals Reproductive organs unknowingly holding all of lives mystery. Exasperated asleep... awake... relaxed... Dreams flutter until wet tongues freeze, Eyes useless. Angels watch with jealously As Satan smudges our bodies with sage. Prayers, hymns, screamed at the stars Neither black or white, But rather grey. The subconscious signs sweet lullabies of foreign
OUR REFLECTION IS OF EVERY HUMAn that has ever lived , of every animal that has ever breathed - the sum of all our parts ..... AUTHOR : MIAH SONG
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Do you even realize how much you can impact
those around you simply by living your dream?
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Finding my power. Watch out, world.Thank you to women who are bold enough to stand beyond their physical height, women who use their energy to transform and nurture others in whatever form it may take. Thank you to life, for granting me power in the most unlikely of places. “The answer does not lie in the rejection of the machine, but rather in the humanization of man” -Paolo Freire.
>> EVERY SINGLE THING IN NATURE BELONGS TO IT'S PARTICULAR GROUP, WITH WHICH IT SHARES SIMILARITIES & YET IS UNIQUE, WITH NO TWO OF
ANYTHING A LIKE<<
I consider the massive task of improving this world every day. I often imagine my dream of living on a farm with a village of friends cooperating together, yet the more I contemplate reality, the more I believe my dream will never come true. The most dire need for improvement is within the heart of the slums of the world. Yes, improving a large rural or suburban plot of land is admirable, but taking a slum and gentrifying it through education and empowering of its citizens feels exponentially more important. There is a conflict: culture. Should I only be concerned with myself and continue to build thicker skin around my empathy!?
“Every single thing in nature belongs to its particular group, with which it shares similarities and yet is unique, with no two of anything alike. Yet each comes into bloom or fruition with the others, in season. Some species can stay dormant for long stretches of time, waiting for just the right conditions, and then all at once seeds unconnected to each other directly begin to send tendrils up to the surface. To the unobservant, when they do bloom, it is as if they appeared overnight.” visit artist web site at www.ripeminddesign.com
I slept with a fitted sheet last night, fitted over my head. It was surprisingly comfortable. This was accompanied with fleeting images in my dreams of goats, restaurants, love, confusion, and rain. It’s all a blur, constantly fading images turned quickly into the sky blue of my room, grasping for my cell phone to hit snooze for what seems like forever. I would just love if I could fade into oblivion for one day, sort it all out, and come back ready to take it on again.
Think about the body in its simplest form, molecules in motion. Now imagine the particles that make up those billions of molecules, all reacting with perfect resonance to form organic matter and aligning to compose cells. Those cells work tirelessly to maintain and sustain your body all of the time. Your physical body is experiencing the world due to this perfect song of particles in motion. Enjoy.
living your dream IMAGERY AND SOUND ARE UNIVERSAL LANGUAGES. WHAT KIND OF IMAGES DO YOU THINK HAVE THE POTENTIAL TO MOVE OUR SPECIES FORWARD AND TO BUILD MORAL, COLLECTIVISM, AND PEACE?!
Reading the news and learning of the world’s struggles has brought literal anxiety pains and tears to me. We live on an absolutely phenomenal planet in an unmerciful universe. Our planet provides us with the exact proportions of elements needed for life to thrive in an intricate dance of chemical reactions…that, in itself, is a miracle. I am only one human, but if I wanted to I could see, feel, taste, touch, and hear the world’s pain. Our brains are structured to feel empathy, so when faced with the horrors of the world, the physical reactions that a body can have in effect make me question how this continues? We are a collective, we literally are one unit, and our actions, thoughts, reverberate around the world. So as a privileged American, living the dream, how can we make a difference? I personally, would give everything I have to someone who has nothing to improve one life, but that won’t work. Fixing the world will take sacrifice, we will not see the fruits of our labor in our lifetime, but we are planting the seeds for future generations to reap, or maybe to weep. The state of the world plants literal seeds and psychological seeds that will have ramifications for the generations to come. How can we sit back and say it’s okay for this to continue for the young that we know now?! We are capable so many glorious and beautiful things. Humans as a collective have the potential to create what our imaginations dream up. We have hands to build with, eyes to see with, but how are we using our eyes and hands right now!?! WE WERE BUILT TO CHANGE THE WORLD. WE ARE THE ONES WHO WE HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR! …now, will we change it for better or for worse? I understand it’s complicated, the issues are intricate, and making a simple blip that will make an impact seems difficult, but we have a unifying tool that is the internet. I think this tool can effectively help change perspectives of those who have access to it, or maybe my naivety is larger than I realize..
David Keith Lynch (an American filmmaker, television director, visual artist, musician and occasional actor) : “I’d like to say: I deeply love film; I love catching ideas; and I love to meditate. I love enlivening unity. And I think the enlivening of unity brings a better and better life. Maybe enlightenment is far away, but is’s said that when you walk toward the light. With every step, things get brighter.”
David Keith Lynch: “I love enlivening unity. And I think the enlivening of unity brings a better and better life. Maybe enlightenment is far away, but it’s said that when you walk toward the light, with every step, things get brighter. Every day, for me, gets better and better. And I believe that enlivening unity in the world will bring peace on earth. So I say: Peace to all of you.”
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Just minutes from Center City Harrisburg is a place where you could go for a relaxing walk, eat a quiet lunch, or read a book while surrounded by nature and simultaneously enjoying fantastic views of the city. This vision can become a reality if we can convince Reading International, the company that owns most of the Reading Viaduct elevated railway and has let it sit abandoned for decades, to donate the Viaduct to the city to be transformed into a cutting - edge park.
Less than one hundred years ago you could go to jail for making and selling alcohol, it was called Prohibition. Forty one years ago you could go to jail for playing numbers. It was gambling and it was against the law. Forty years later the lottery announces record profits over 3 billion dollars. Those profits are used help senior citizens. Thank you Lottery, I get homeowner’s rebate and help paying for my prescription. Most citizens and states are looking for new sources of income. If I told you there is a recession proof number one cash crop commodity that could create hundreds of jobs and bring in millions of dollars – would you be interested? I believe in the 3 R’s, the Revenue Remedy is Reefer. I am a medical marijuana advocate, self medicating for 52 years. All smokers I know, adults with homes, families, jobs i.e. you and me, would be happy to go to the Marijuana Mall, The Refer Room, The Weed Feed, The folks Smokes, or the Pot Spot. We wouldn’t be worried about getting robbed, or inferior product, or being busted by police. We would pay out taxes with a smile. Who needs this medicine? Older folks who don’t want chemicals in their body, cancer patients, HIV infected, Hurtin’ folks, etc. When I broke my leg in 90’s, I gave my doctor back the “Vicodin” pain pills and told him “I will smoke the reefer and feel better”. Smoking marijuana did not make Lizzie Borden pick up an axe or generate “Reefer Madness”. It is as much a gateway drug as beer is to alcohol. Stop demonizing marijuana. The men who made the laws smoked cigarettes, drank alcohol and wanted people to conform to their lifestyle. You cannot overdose on a joint – the worst you can do is fall asleep. How will we handle the marijuana dilemma in Pennsylvania? How did those 20 states get medical marijuana approved? Was there a statewide referendum, a legislated bill? Who regulaters – sow it, grow it, pick it, clip it, pack it, ship it? Will we sell it in the pharmacy, the grocery store, the state store, the corner store, compassion centers? How will it be packaged – as cigarettes, grams, ounces, commercial brands, homegrown? There are many other uses for the rest of the hemp plant – paper, food, canvas, rope, the outlook for renewable revenue source from beneficial products that people desire is astounding. Senator Rob Teplitz and Representative Patty Kim – please convene a commission to intelligently deal with the marijuana legislation. What benefits the most citizens – state run or private enterprise? Who will benefit from the taxable income? Should the profits go to local schools, museums, structural deficits, each citizen? How many residents would object of it paid off our incinerator debt and funded more police? The crime rate would decline. Our jails will have more room for criminal offender’s not non violent pot smokers. Senator Casey, we must lobby the Federal Government to take marijuana off of schedule 1. The Federal Government has marijuana as more deadly than cocaine, meth and pills. That is like saying coffee will do more harm than Johnny Walker alcohol. If the majority of citizens approve marijuana legislation and Governor Corbett vetoes it, we will elect a governor who has foresight to appreciate all the benefits for users and non users. Let’s make Harrisburg the “HEMP HUB”. PEACE. AUTHOR: AVA BERG
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Using marijuana at a young age can result in structural and functional deficits of the brain. This could cause you to develop weakened verbal and communication skills, lowered learning capabilities and a shortened attention span.
In addition to the possible effects on your brain, smoking marijuana may also be hazardous to your developing lungs. Marijuana smoke contains 50% to 70% more carcinogenic hydrocarbons than tobacco smoke. You may have heard people argue that marijuana is a â€œgateway drugâ€? to harder drug use. Some say this is a myth, others insist it is a fact. The truth is that there is a link. Research shows that the earlier you start using marijuana, the more likely you are to become dependent on it or other types of drugs later in life.
Some movies and music make "stoner" culture seem cool, natural and like it's not a big deal. But if being fit and getting good grades are some of your goals, using marijuana can become a big deal, fast. Marijuana limits your brain's effectiveness, slows your thinking and impairs your coordination. A number of studies have also shown an association between chronic marijuana use and increased rates of anxiety, depression and schizophrenia.
THE controversial DISCUSSIONS
NearlY 44 % of artists, or 913,236, work part-time (less than 35 hours per week ) & part-year ( less than 50 weeks per year ), a trend that largely reflects the working patterns of performing artists. This rate compares with 38 % of all U.S. workers.
Artists are more than three times as likely as the U.S. work force to be self - employed 34 % versus 10 percent). By this measure, fine artists, art directors & animators are the most entrepreneurial - 55 % of them are self - employed.
Interestingly, 33% of all artists (including the self - employed ) "arrive at work" in the after noon or later, compared with 25% of all workers. This trend holds especially for performing artists, announcers & writers/authors.
The "Bad" News Degrees in Visual and performing Arts comprise 6 percent of students in any college’s graduating class, but only two percent of that number actually *do* art after college. And most artists who begin as artists don’t persist as artists. They give up after about 3 years... or do it only sporadically. Many, if not most, artists who are “professional” artists have day jobs-- teaching, working in print shops, working as a layout designer, etc.-- that bring home the bacon, but don’t always offer an artist the time to make their own work. (Women artists are most often “ghettoized” in the children’s illustration market, which is regrettably low-paying and requires fast turn-around for completions. That said, if you can break into a more competitive genre - editorial, or F+SF, gaming or film animation - you have a better chance of making more money. That is, if you don’t have children --or if you do, you need an awesome spouse, a nanny, a maid, and a cook.) So, art is like a calling to the monastery: don’t do it unless there’s nothing else that will *quite do*, because the obstacles are Sisyphean. Your own selfdoubt will provide to be one the biggest boulders to roll uphill. Count on it taking about 5 years after college/ school to break into a very competitive industry and to begin to gain some sort of industry recognition. So do you have the “stuff ” to make it? Here are some Illustration specifics that one has to be able to handle pretty well: being self-employed means meeting deadlines on time, working alone, keeping distractions and interruptions at bay, being diligent with your work hours, keeping receipts for taxes, paying for advertising and self-promotion, paying for one’s health insurance and planning for “retirement” (whatever that means), budgeting for lean times, paying quarterly self-employed taxes, being able to communicate well and deal amicably with art direction (even when it occasionally goes against your aesthetics or sensibilities). The ubersocial person may find it to be lonely; the uberanti-social person
with few people skills may find him/herself at a disadvantage. The industry has withstood big changes in the last 20+ years, most of which can be seen in the current digital age of e-Books and self-publishing. Companies have severely limited the scope and hire of artists for their publications. It means that those book covers you have had your eye on doing, twenty years ago used to pay an artist $2000; they now pay $750 - or in the case of romance novels, $75. Illustration fees have not only remained the same in a generation, they’ve actually decreased. Digital media has had much impact on the art in the industry. So why the heck would anyone want to be an artist anyway? Oh, I know: to express yourself, right? Let’s be serious; you can do that with a video-camera, or a blog, or a FB page. Being an artist as a profession or occupation requires a dedication that goes beyond merely expressing oneself. It’s a mission that goes deeper that just having an interchangeable day-job that you can shrug off; it requires years of practice to build the necessary skills, and demands constant vigilance and navigation. Don’t pay any attention to the occasional story of the rock-star, overnight-success artist. This kind of rare story only fuels the Myth of the Artist and creates unrealistic expectations for would-be creatives. It creates a false expectation of freedom, glamour, fame, and fortune that is just nowhere near the reality for the day-to day artist which is just a lot of work. Sometimes more work than is fair and less pay than is fair, but that’s the way it is. Most artists, even if they are self-employed fulltime, live quiet and unassuming lives as conscientious workhorses. The odds of being made The Big Shit are pretty low. Hey you... Are you still here, muttering foul curses at me under your breath and vowing to achieve your dream despite my splash of ice water? Well then, you are either a glutton for punishment or a damn fool. Welcome to the club.
SO, YOU WANT TO BE AN ARTIST, EH? KRISTIN KEST: PROFESSOR OF YORK COLLEGE OF PENNSYLVANIA / ARTIST FACTS FROM NATIONAL ENDOWMENT FOR THE ARTS
FACT # 1 : ARTISTS ARE HIGHLY ENTREPRENEURIAL. THEY ARE 3.5 TIMES MORE LIKELY THAN THE TOTAL U.S. WORKFORCE TO BE SELF - EMPLOYED. FACT # 2 : ARTISTS ARE GENERALLY MORE EDUCATED THAN OTHER WORKERS. OVER HALF OF ALL ARTISTS HAVE RECEIVED AT LEAST A BACHELOR’S DEGREE. FACT # 3 : ARTISTS ARE LESS LIKELY THAN OTHER WORKERS TO HAVE FULL-YEAR OR FULL-TIME EMPLOYMENT, WHICH PARTLY ACCOUNTS FOR THEIR ANNUAL MEDIAN INCOMES BEING LOWER THAN THOSE OF WORKERS WITH SIMILAR EDUCATION LEVELS.
Some "Good" News
They can and will often dictate that you
As an artist, you are the creator, the gen-
continue to produce the kind of work that
erator of new ideas. Whether you’re in the
sold well in the past. They have specific
publishing industry as an illustrator or as
clients looking to buy art with that
a writer, or working as a fine artist to sell work directly to clients, or whether you’re
particular “look” so experimenting with
a basket maker or potter, or sculptor, YOU
changing your style or content to keep
are the one generating new content-- you
your practice sustainable and happy for
have a voice in shaping your culture.
you can be a bad thing for them. This goes
Therefore, it is *possible* to have com-
double for the illustration industry, and
plete creative control over what you make
or agents who might represent an artist
if its content/ story is yours. (this is harder
to their clients. if you suddenly change
in the illustration industry where it’s often
your style or content, you will shift your
someone else’s story /content). See Tony
market and lose your client base. Okay, so
DiTerlizzi’s Spiderwick Chronicles for a
that was more bad news.) The good news
fine example of an artist writing and illus-
is that even if you lose some clients by
trating his/ her own story.
changing or updating your style / content,
What this also means is that you have
you can gain clients elsewhere. That’s the
the ability to create your own income with
nature of freelancing: you can work for
original work and content you generate.
whomever you want.
It means that it’s also possible to set your own hours and schedule as well. This self-
Additionally, most importantly - you get
directed-ness is a really nice feature of be-
to be a lifelong student of the world. All of
your interests can be dovetailed into your
What about the fine art industry? While
art and can help generate relevant work.
there has been a sideline business in the
This is what it means to find your “voice”.
illustration convention industry to entice
I would recommend that if you are still
fine art buyers and dealers to purchase
unshaken in your desire to be an artist,
original finely-crafted works, many artists
then get exposed to as many subjects as
who have an illustrative style, have sought
you can-- history, philosophy, feminist
to sell their work within fine art venues
studies, biology - and be able to see what
only. (However, when repped by a gallery,
all of the world offers and that ideas and
complete artistic control over one’s work
art are interconnected. One cannot make
isn’t always possible if the gallery owner
art in a cultural vacuum. So much to con-
has contractual say about the content and
style that the artist is producing.
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Canadian goose In the blue-gray twilight
on the sodden grass, browned above the river on a fortified rise--
a thin patch of park--
the swan’s Northern neighbors
are gracefully slithering their snake-like necks,
undulating to work’s rhythm-snatching and swallowing-feeding in the misty light,
their blank faces like masks,
black broken by squared white.
They could be kings, crowned in sleek plum-
age, glistening in the rain, their sober gray a neat show of humility; they could be princes
transformed by a jealous stepmother, trapped,
cold and hungry away from their home on Prince Edward Isle, and their silent sister, quickly sewing.
Lucid As sun dapples through the winter maples Lucid thoughts move in a stream through mind’s stones. I lie awake and dream buds for April.... And cast pebbles afar with last year’s bones. Though coils of nerves, my mind stays translucent And warm, lightning days shoot Apollo’s shaft To stay firm foothold from vile void’s descent And recall childhood Mays in fields, which laughed. Elucidating, the world turns to gold, Then green, and bursts with iris, daisy, rose As heart grows more calm, confident, and bold, I plant my life, a seed, in passion’s throws. Yet future gleamed ahead always so bright, All one had to do was switch on the light.
cover photo : irene barlian............ 00 graphic design : lems belka / illustration : daria bedrik ............ 02 - 03 photography: Sarah Schulkins............ 06 - 07 photography & poem : miah song............ 10 - 11 photography: irene barlian............ 12 - 13
photography ( from the left ) : lems belka , chelsea caroline, irene barlian, miah song, sarah schulkins./ text : shannon sylte... 14 photography: irene barlian............ 16 - 17 graphic design : lems belka / text : PennEnvironment ............ 18 - 19 graphic design : lems belka / text : AVA BERG / text : abovetheinfluence.com........... 20 - 21 illustration: shannon sylte / article : kristine kest / statistics : National Endowment for the Arts............ 22 - 23 photography: irene barlian / poems : christine kelley ............ 24 - 25 illustration : DARIA BEDRIK............ 26 - 27
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KIDS LIKE ME SHOULD HAVE MORE OF A SAY AT THE SCHOOL BOARD MEETINGS. WE HAVE OUR THOUGHTS AND
OUR FEELINGS, BUT WE CANNOT SHARE THEM BECAUSE WE DON’T HAVE AN OPPORTUNITY TO SPEAK OUR MIND. I HOPE THINGS WILL BE CHANGED.
I THINK HARRISBURG SHOULD WHAT IS GOING ON ONE BIG FAMILY. THE COMMUNICATION BETWEEN PEOPLE SHOULD IMPROVE. THAT WAY PEOPLE WILL GET TO KNOW EACH OTHER AND THEIR NEIGHBORS.
HARRISBURG NEEDS MORE DIVERCITY FROM OUTSIDE SOURCE SUCH AS NEW IDEAS, FRESH PERSPECTIVE. WE NEED
TO ATTRACT YOOUNG FAMILIES WHO WILL MOVE TO THE CITY. I DONT KNOW HOW WE CAN ENCOURAGE PEOPLE TO MOVE HERE, BUT IT IS VERY IMPORTANT.
MORE PLACES WHERE GROUPS OF PEOPLE CAN GET TOGETHER AND WORK ON THEIR DESIGN PROJECTS. BUT IT’S
HARD TO FIND THE RIGHT SPACE. IF PEOPLE HAVE THE RIGHT ENVIROMENT, THEY CAN COLLABORATE TOGETHER LIKE THEY DO IN NEW YORK CITY.
HARRISBURG NEEDS MORE LGBT ORGANIZATIONS. WHEN I FIRST CAME OUT, I FELT SO FREE AND HAPPY ABOUT IT.
LGBT COMMUNITY ON 3RD STREET IS NOT ENOUGH. LGBT ORGANIZATION NEEDS TO BE INVOLVED MORE REGULARLY IN THE LOCAL ART AND MUSIC SCENE.
PEOPLE REALLY LIKE SEEING HOMEMADE THINGS, AND THAT’S PART OF WHAT’S AWESOME ABOUT PEOPLE IN PENNSYLVANIA—IT’S A PART OF THEIR HERITAGE—AND I THINK IT’S SOMETHING PEOPLE HERE ARE RECLAIMING.
AGE: 14 YEARS OLD. HOBBY: BASCETBALL has grew up at MARKET STREET, UPTOWN
ACTIVITIES: WORKING IN MIDTOWN SCHOLAR HOBBIES: READING, COOKING, gardening has lived IN THE CITY SINCE 2012 WE WANT TO KNOW YOUR OPINION
ACTIVITIES: MUSICIAN, BARISTO HOBBY: COMPOSE ELECTRONIC MUSIC THE BEST CHARACTERISTIC: SCEPTIC,
WHAT CULTURAL EXPERIENCE WOULD YOU LIKE TO SEE IN THE CITY HARRISBURG?
ACTIVITIES: GRAPHIC WEB DESIGNER HOBBY: YOGA THE BEST CHARACTERISTIC: DREAMER AND REALIST
ACTIVITY: FASHION DESIGNER HOBBIES: DRAWING CITIZEN SINCE 1998
ACTIVITY: BAKER, ARTIST HOBBIES: HANDMADE JEWERLY THE BEST CHARACTERISTIC: ARTISTIC AND INDEPENDENT
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Every man must decide whether he will walk in the light of creative altruism or in the darkness of destructive selfishness.
MARTIN LUTHER KING
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Why are women… so much more interesting to men than men are to women?
I like intelligent women. When you go out, it shouldn’t be a staring contest.
There are days...I picture a much simpler time. I'm under a sheet on my day bed in my parent's house. The rain falls hard - bo There are days…days I lay back on a sofa full of pillows and picture a much simpler time. I’m under a sheet on my daybed in my parent’s house. Biscuit, my terrier, is curled up next to me…her sweet breath on my neck and wet nose on my cheek. The rain falls hard… both outside cleansing our home…and in Stoneybrook…where Kristie and the Baby-Sitters Club are solving their latest mystery. I am innocent. So many faces are erased from my mind as I travel back in time to home and Biscuit and the flaking paint I peel from my bed. Tap! Tap! Silence. Tap! Sister knocks in my wall-our Morse code for “Come over. I’m lonely.” I clumsily pick up Biscuit who softly moans as we travel next door to Tori’s bed, full of black soft hair from her Cinder dog. I ask you, what has happened to these times? Where mothers turn from the bottle to steam corn and braise chicken? Where fathers fulfill their wedding vows and pick strawberries from the garden… where little sisters look up to older ones, where such bad language doesn’t taste their tongues. Where purity and innocence still grace my own visage…How have we reached such sin and disparity why don’t we still sit in the kitchen watching the tele and laughing? Hot days, cool nights, Disney Channel’s making it right. And as the rain came down on Sister’s windowpane I couldn’t help but get excited for the next morning. Do you know what utterly fascinating event happens when it rains? The earthworms come out and wriggle their little bodies all over the wet ground. I, of course, knew this and was actively anticipating their arrival. For in the morning, at the crack of dawn, I’d wake up and collect these little worms for a fishing excursion later that day. 36
There were days I would flap barefoot from my room to the
kitchen, pushing my way outside—“Girls! Use the door handle, the screen will break with the way you push on it!” and it did. Several times in a single summer. Those were my most surreal moments. That great push outside to fresh-cut grass and hot pavement, the crisp sting of chlorine—the watermelon seed taking root in my stomach. Never waiting 30 minutes to enter the pool after eating. Pool songs. Garth and Faith, fiddle and bass. If you drink don’t drive, do the watermelon crawl… Sometimes mom would get that crazy look in her eyes—the one that craved pulled pork barbeque sandwiches and vanilla milkshakes. The one that quickly undressed us only to put us in cool pajamas and fill the old Suburban with pillows, stuffed animals, and colas. To the drive-ins! We’d fall asleep by the second showing and Daddy would carry us— one-by-one—home to our beds. Mom, too, would come in to kiss our sweaty heads, “Iloveyounite.” Tucking in was a rough time for us girls. We always fought bed. “But I’m not tiiiirrreeeed.” We’d always need a glass of water...and then to let our dogs out and back in again. We’d fight over who got kissed goodnight last—until both parents had kissed us each a plethora of times. Summer harvest was my favorite. Plums and cherries and peaches, oh my! Raspberry pie and applesauce made from Daddy’s “special tree”—the one that boasted four different types of apples.
oth out side clean sing our home...and in Stoneybrook...where Kristie and the Baby-Sitters Club are solving latest mystery.... Sister and I would run in to the kitchen, still wet from swimming, only to be engulfed by cinnamon, brandy, nutmeg, sugar, and oh those apples! The kitchen looked like a war-torn orchard. Apples in barrels, bowls, horse buckets, dog bowls, and old colanders smiled happily, overflowing the sink. Peels like confetti decorating the house as if dancing down from the rafters yelling, “It’s applesauce time! Applesauce time! Y’all grab your spoon, it’s applesauce time!” Grab our spoons we would, tripping over ourselves to see who would make it to the stove first. Reader, I always won. At least that’s how I remember it. Summer was full of games. Our favorites were ‘College’ and “Show Jumping.’ College took place on a 50 acre gym of glorious farmland— equipped with an aquatic center and rigorous schooling. Academics came first with premier books appropriate for our age-level and above. To this day I do not recall the name of these books-but they were white 8x11 books-most of them had a big polar bear on them who looked like he sprouted from the pen of Eric Carle. Mom always replenished the stash once w e finished. Next it was off to the gym where we’d run, swim, ride our horses or…drum roll please…go on an adventure! Dad spent his days at work and Mom spent hers at the barn. Sister and I stayed home until we got old enough to make the .35 mile walk to the barn. Bobby, our neighbor and friend, bulldozed a
path through the woods to the back fence of the barn. It was on this wooded path where most of our adventures took place. Rugged Barbie jeeps would be found on most trails while plastic containers of fruit and cookies held treat under bushes in case we need to run away from home. The old red wagon had stolen dog bones and blankets so Biscuit and Cinder always felt welcome… Our garage was truly a mystery haven with new recruits every week. It is here where ‘Show Jumping’ began. For one reason or another, we weren’t allowed to ride our horses one day…probably because of a fight our baby sitter reported. Mom was at the barn, Dad was in the garden, and we decided to explore the garage. Soon enough, our circular driveway gave birth to a myriad of junk—bags of crushed cans, old bikes, cardboard boxes, plastic piping, and the old red wagon were spaced in even strides around our arena. These piles grew into ‘fences’ meant to be jumped by Sister and me. We bowed our necks graciously, counted our strides, and soared over those fences like any well-established Warmblood. Like any summer we had chores—yet we took ours in stride. Mucking the pony fields turned into a slinging-manure fight, cleaning our rooms led to teaching the dogs new tricks, and feeding them turned into a homemade cooking show even Emeril would smile upon. Brushing our teeth became more complicated as I lifted a chair against my daybed and told Sister to sit in it. I’d play dentist with a wire coat hanger and some toothpaste. Needless to say, Mom nearly birthed a cougar by yelling. In my own defense, today Sister has the nicest set of teeth I’ve ever seen…
God blessed the internet and taught me the meaning of pain, a sudden flash of electricity. Can elucidate an entire landscape, What was that about Icarus again? Always willing to grasp life by the hem of its skirt now time nags, like pages lag,
Searching for some cover from the coming storm, Thank my god. That i’ve got digital tits, a beautiful interface and enough bullshit to spread a country mile. May god bless me, like he did his most detestable creations.
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pity the poets that struggle with line breaks, my fragmented mind wouldn’t have it any other way, pieces of prose, amputated, bleeding stumps with flowery adornment
i often struggle with punctuation, periods simply wont do (especially when we’re dealing with bits and pieces here, nothing is ever really finished)
the ellipsis is a cop out, most of these words couldn’t tell their heads from their tails
Children below poverty level : 44% / Residents with income below the poverty level : 44.5% / Married - couple family (13.5%) / Male, Read more: http://www.city-data.com
Imagine waking up to find yourself a completely dif-
ferent person. You haven’t aged, or haven’t had a third eye
it? You have to listen it carefully; we need your help to bring peace.
appear on your face. You didn’t even turn into a cockroach
Help one person, and you will improve the existence of
like Kafka’s Gregor Samsa, but pretty close: you wake up in
all. This is a huge driving force in the world, a phenomenon
a place where you are disgusting. You wake up as the person
coexisting with nature in the developmental process. Other
you don’t want to be. When there is no one around to help you,
animals help each other, so do plants in relation to each other,
you cannot exist normally. You will lose the principal bal-
so do insects when they build an anthill. So do the gods, and
ance to being human, and others have no right to blame you.
so we must do. Helping another person is not only important
Those people have released their hands from yours. We live in
to the other person, but ensures that your altruism stays with
a world of individualism, but that is the skin that protects our
self-idealism, underneath this layer each of us needs love, at-
be brought up
tention, and care. With these simple words - we prove through
in a society as
our difficulties, mistakes, and sometimes, decline - we can
the norm. Car-
change everything. That is a Beauty of the world: everything
ing - this is what
can be changed.
makes a culture
Existence, in theory, is simple - we get back what we have given. What surrounds us will be part of our children or
of living and development.
us. Unhappy people will make more unhappy people. Happy
This is what
people bring love and joy. We are happy because we are able
makes a person
to see happiness around us. We cannot be alone, live in a box
or castle, and never experience life. It is not possible. Bud-
dha’s life story has shown to us that once he came out from
our views of the
his castle, when he first met poverty, illness, and unhappiness
world as a whole.
on the road, he wanted to change his life. We are always a part of something, part of some kind of existence. And if we allow the world to enter around us, we will be transformed by it. Our children become what we enable them to experience.
Just imagine waking up to a terrible smell all around.
Your clothes, hair, and skin have had a moldy smell for weeks that resembles the ceiling of the basement, or the roof. Imagine paint hanging down and falling on your lamp. Imagine it’s your world. Is it easy for you to feel victorious? Imagine living that way for a long time. Do you feel happy? Who can say how you view the world and other people? If you easily get mad when somebody touches your favorite book, or the like, what will you feel being in such a house? Who can say what you will do in a fit of frustration and unhappiness? When you see misery, you avoid it, but the more you avoid the danger, the closer it is to you. What can you do about
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no wife present (16.6%) / Female, no husband present (69.8%) / Poverty status for foreign - born residents - Below poverty level (32.8%)
I took them out, I breathed in their scent. It was the smell of
I got dressed one morning in clothes smelling of
fresh water and the hope that things will be different. I dreamt
mold and ran out into the street. My house was on Susque-
of waking up in my apartment, cooking fresh food. I want to
hanna street at the corner of Maclay. This is one of the most
tell people that they should help each other because living in
neglected neighborhoods in uptown. On the door of the house
this hell of poverty is inhumane. With the help of many people,
was the threatening inscription: Jesus will Return and in big let-
I eventually tidied up my life. I believe in speaking out about
ters over it: “CLOSE THE DOOR BEHIND YOU!” But there
the things that have taken away our dreams—it’s like living
was nothing with which to close it, because I did not have keys
in the jaws of a monster. Can one remain human, and for how
and I had to believe that no one would break into the house
long? I am happy to be human again. This magazine exists to
and take away my
illuminate our struggles while striving toward and building a
I didn’t have any money. This was my
Help each other, people of Harrisburg!
existence. The day before I had spent my last pennies. I walked to 3rd street and all that time, I was praying for money; I prayed to see money lying on the ground as a miracle. I was dreaming the impossible. I went down 3rd street, near Uptown
ket (it’s now Family dollar), and walked along the street. People were around, driving cars, but no one noticed-- a wad of money was lying on the grass! I looked into the eyes of people passing by, and no one looked as if they had lost a large chunk of cash. So did it belong to me then? I picked up the money, and nobody seemed to mind. It was just me who saw it. It was all for me. Two hundred dollars. Enough to rent a room, and move out of the attic where I lived for almost a month. I ran to the river and sank to my knees and cried. I went to the laundry room, and washed my clothes for two dollars and fifty cents. I dried them for fifty cents, and when
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There is nothing more valuable than being old—it has been written in the Bible. Old men find freedom from the hassles and worries. It’s not even the person’s choice, but a gift of nature. But an old man can no longer conform to the standards and the movement of the modern world, and this is the beginning of the transformation from a regular man into a wise man. It’s a universal rule like birth, but will it always be like that? I have recently asked one of my American friends why Americans send their parents to nursing homes: - Because of their old age, parents become unbearable, or their children cannot take care of their parents. - Isn’t it the same thing as putting your children into foster care if kids don’t listen to their parents?
- I don’t know how to answer you, but you’ll insult people with this question. - WILL I? I have a grandmother. She is ninety years old. She lives by herself in a big house, grows flowers and fruit, and walks a few miles to the bazaar. She gossips in public places, or in the market, and comes back home to cook dinner for us when we visit her. My grandmother makes wine, jam, and bakes cakes with poppy seeds from season to season. When my grandmother reaches one hundred years old, she will put her hands in ours and say, “I am going to die.” And she knows for certain that she will be surrounded by the care and attention of her children. With the love that she deserves.
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Have you heard? There’s a movement in Harrisburg that’s gaining momentum. City Beautiful 2.0 is just as its name suggests—a beautiful effort on behalf of the city of Harrisburg to create a prominent community dedicated to bettering our home. “City Beautiful 2.0 seeks to plan for and convene Harrisburg’s citizens together with civic, governmental, educational, and business organizations in an effort to address concerns of the city. In the early 20th Century a civic minded movement by the name of City Beautiful swept through Harrisburg. We strive to expand and rehabilitate the accomplishments of this original movement, while keeping their results in mind. We will assist the city of Harrisburg, Dauphin County and neighboring municipalities with the development of a new plan and a system of funding. This includes, but is not limited to, the restoration of, within the context of historic preservation, the parks, the greenbelt, the streets, the trees and the sewer infrastructure. “ Naturally, artistic thespians had to get involved. Anne Alsedek, Open Stage education director, dove into the movement headfirst, creating “Stories from Home: City Beautiful.” The play tells stories of Harrisburg’s greatest women, represented by seven resolute cast members. Women like osteopathic physician Ruth Deeter; artist Janet Gannett; mover and shaker Myra Loyd Dock; and community leader Gabriella Gilbert, share their stories in an 80-minute motley of song, dance, monologue, and audience interaction. One of the most poignant notes of the play is that young and old, wealthy and pauper, men and women, past and present—all play a role in Harrisburg’s future. For me, having a role in the “City Beautiful” creation is an opportunity to research Harrisburg’s most daring individuals, and to call other community members to action. The character I assumed is Ruth Deeter, a tenacious woman who went against her father’s wishes to become an osteopathic physician. She broke through the good old boys club, creating a career path for women seeking to help the community as physicians. A vivid thespian, she enhanced the art community in Harrisburg. Ruth was a natural leader and cared for poor hungry children in the community by feeding them milk and fruit at her office. She often traded acts of service for patients who couldn’t afford care. Dance lessons here, a loaf of freshly baked bread there. She understood that one shouldn’t put a price on service, thoughtfulness, or kindness. Part of researching Ruth included interviewing Ruth’s great niece, Harrisburg area PR professional and co-author of “Women in High Gear” Anne Deeter Gallaher. Anne has been one of my greatest mentors for many years. We met for dinner and drinks to discuss some career options when I mentioned the play and our process for choosing women who appealed to us to represent on stage. Anne asked me who I chose and I smiled and said, “Ruth Deeter,” quite proud of my choice, no doubt. Anne’s beautiful eyes grew larger, much like a Disney princess, as she exclaimed, “That’s my Great Aunt!” Amazing. Tenacity, lifelong learning, and service run thick in the Deeter family. Anne left the corporate world to raise her boys. Then she decided to start her own business, become a social media and PR professional, and co-author a book (with Amy D. Howell) called “Women in High Gear”—just like that. Researching these wonderful women, from past to present, was nothing short of an adventure in and of itself. Not to mention a clear call to action. What can we learn from history? What can we learn from the movers and shakers in our beautiful city today? The community dedicated minds behind the MakeSpace? The hands that prepare freshly baked cookies and bread daily at the Yellow Bird Café? The artistic founders of Stash—an eclectic shop that brings vintage to life once more? Directors like Don and Anne Alsedek, using the stage to share Harrisburg’s history and open doors to community leaders for talkback sessions? Look around you at the entrepreneurial minds gracing our city. What is our story? What is our call to action? What do we bring to the table? Harrisburg has only one option in my book: City Beautiful. Embrace the movement. Find your own legacy. Use your talents for good. Encourage and empower others to do the same. Pay it forward, and don’t look back.
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“Midtown Scholar Bookstore“
Have you noticed that the most famous bookstores in the world are designed so that people feel like they’re home?
author: lems belka SOCIAL PLACES TO GO
Bookstores are not just places where you sell and
buy books, but also secret meeting places. They are places
reading, and discussing. This place is filled with an aura of intelligence and liberty towards anybody.
where people communicate, read, and even meet for dates. In European culture, bookstores and libraries are places
Go shop at a bookstore! It’s a special ritual for
where important meetings, discussions, and resolutions
those who appreciate the smells and tactile sensations of
occur. In libraries and bookstores, people spread revo-
print books. Many businessmen recognize the value of this
lutionary thoughts, share artwork, and swap information
moment. They try hard to make their stores unique. The
person-to-person. You can find street art there, radical
Midtown Scholar Bookstore succeeds. It’s a really liberal,
philosophy, subversive texts and edgy photography. Book-
rare place, which is absolutely unforgettable.
stores are treasures. Students from university always came to the bookstore and made booksellers and baristas their
The Midtown Scholar is a historical place where
best friends. They would share their “treasures” - the best
you can find a big old bell. It’s so spiritual. In Buddhism, a
electronic music, the best movies, and the most incendiary
bell’s ring creates the pure sound doctrine of perfect wis-
and underground books from around the world - with the
dom. Bells represent harmony between human beings and
students. The carefully cultured bookstore had everything
the sky in Chinese culture.
that we needed to become an educated, critically thinking
Today, the Midtown Scholar personifies harmony
in Harrisburg--meetings of people, debates, civic forums,
Actually, the big bookstore shelves just contain
a stage for musicians, an art gallery, poetry readings, chil-
fluffy, mindless entertainment. So, your choice of where to
dren’s books, and the best coffee in town. This is a place
spend your time is very important.
where there’s no discrimination or segregation. In the old days, libraries were very important because they united
The knowledge of science and exact Sciences are
people on the level of who is rich and classy. They were
embodied in the construction of libraries’ architecture,
quite discriminatory toward poor people who wanted to
where reading rooms are part of an intricate puzzle. What
continue their education. We are reminded how hard it
we really love about the Midtown Scholar in Harrisburg is
was to visit libraries without special member tickets, which
that it reminds us that art and an old school atmosphere
were given just for selected people-almost like closed par-
encourage people to spend hours and hours of searching,
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Today, bookstores such as Midtown scholar Bookstore afford
The Midtown Scholar Bookstore wasn’t constructed from an
people the ability to support public places. Midtown Scholar
antique opera house, but it is absolutely the perfect place to
Bookstore is its own little world, a microcosm of the city, at-
meet musicians who come from places such as Sweden, Cali-
tracting more and more people in one nest.
fornia, Russia, England, New York, and Ireland.
How do bookstores operate outside the States?
If something gives us opportunity to grow, we must consider it as a gift. Did a bookstore influence your life somehow? Write
to us and we will share your story.
Recall the London bookstore, which opened in 1797, in which one of the patrons was Queen Charlotte, wife of Henry III. This bookstore still exists and the connection with the kingdom has not lost relevance.
If money is your hope for independence you will never have it. The only real security
Have you noticed that the most famous bookstores in the world are designed so that people feel like they’re home? If you ever have been in Slovakia, you remember the famous and amazing ladder through the bookstore in Bratislava, where you can actually lie down on it and read. Or the bookstore of Beijing,
that a man will have in this world is a reserve of knowledge, experience, and ability. Hendy Ford
Tokyo, where seats embed in the space between the shelves and they look like “multifaceted atoms of the future”. It is like being part of the knowledge puzzle and in soft light, your reading sends you flying into the Cosmos. Have you ever been to Argentina? It is time to go just to see how big and amazing and different bookstores can be! In 1920 in Bueno Cyrus, the Opera House was reincarnated into a bookstore called the Librería El Ateneo Grand Splendid, and since then it has become one of the most recognizable places in the city. It is massive, rich, inlaid with gold, and welcomes
I was bold in the pursuit of knowledge, never fearing to follow truth and reason to whatever results they led, and bearding every authority which stood in their way.
thousands of people every year. The painting on the ceiling and gorgeous statues are striking in their beauty. Pretty simple description, but how true it is! This is probably one of the most revolutionary transformations of bookstores in that epoch.
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s t o r i e s EXPER
Today, after pulling some weeds, I felt inspired and thought I would write something positive under the bridge by my house. I love sidewalk chalk and frequently use it to decorate our front stoop, so I grabbed our little plastic bucket and headed down the road. I spent maybe thirty minutes there, playing with colors, taking my time, and having fun. When I was done, I went inside to get a glass of water. I came out to sit on the stoop, and saw two cop cars pull up and stop on the side of the road. An elderly gentleman in a large sunhat stopped to talk with them, and I thought that was cute, wondering what he was asking them for help with.
It wasn’t long before I found out. A cop crossed the street, and (walking across my flower bed), asked “Do you live here?” “Yeah,” I replied with a smile, “What’s going on?” “Well, we got a call about someone drawing on the bridge. Was that you?” Once again, with a smile, “Yeah.” “…you can’t do that.” “Really?” I asked in shock. “It’s just chalk.” “Oh, you serious?” “Yeah, it comes right off.” “Let me see,” he retorted, clearly not believing me. I walked with him to my fresh art, licked my finger, and wiped a small part off, as two other cars pulled up beside us and five cops in uniform swarmed around. “It’s just chalk ONLY HARRISBURG - INDEPENDENT ART MAGAZINE guys,” he alerted the other officers.
“Well, it still has to come off.” I walked back to my house and collected a bucket and sponge, and washed the wall off in humiliation as they all stood watching me, making sure to stay so I wouldn’t leave any threatening colors on it. I was trying hard to hold tears in, but a couple escaped and streamed down my face. I don’t think humiliation is the right word, however. I was angry. I was shaking, in fact. They asked me what it meant before I took it down. “What’s the last thing you complained about?” Your job, or a relationship, or the city you live in. People always complain about Harrisburg, that there’s nothing to do or
RIENCE MOTIVATION I’ve wanted to start this blog for a long time, to have a place where I document all the beautiful art I see in Harrisburg all the time. Someday, I’m hoping to start an events calendar too, so people know what’s going on around town. This week, I saw an amazing free show at the Midtown Scholar, and went to Shakespeare in the Park (also free). There are wonderful things happening all over HBG. If you don’t see them, maybe you should change it.
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no one interesting. Maybe they should change it. Start something new, do something interesting, stay here instead of moving to the next big city. The man who called and complained? I guess that qualifies as “something,” but he didn’t do it himself. Why not confront me? Why not come talk to me? Change the situation, don’t wait for someone else to. I could spend plenty of time ranting about the waste of my tax dollars too, but I’ve talked long enough. This is me doing something.
photography: Sarah Schulkins............ 28 - 29 photography: rance shepstone , miah song ...... .30- 31 photography : lems belka , miah song, irene barlian, rance shepstone, sarah schulkins ............32 - 33 photography : lems belka , miah song, irene barlian, rance shepstone, sarah schulkins.............34 - 35 photography: irene barlian / text: tia mc millen ............36 - 37 graphic design : lems belka / text : ALEX DOMINGOS / photography: Sarah Schulkins , miah song ...........38 - 39 photography: miah song / illustration : daria bedrik ........... 40 - 41 photography : lems belka , irene barlian, rance shepstone ............42 - 43 photography : Stuart Landon / text : TIA MC MILLEN / GRAPHIC DESIGN : LEMS BELKA.............44 - 45 photography & text: lems belka............ 46 - 49 text: HANNI CRATON / photography: MIAH SONG / GRAPHIC DESIGN : LEMS BELKA..............50- 51 photography : rance shepstone........... 52 - 53 photography : miah song / text : tree cover .......... 66 - 67
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INTERVIEW WITH KRISTIN KEST
MY GOAL IS TO SHOW THAT IT IS POSSIBLE FOR WOMEN TO BE STRONG WITHOUT COMPROMISE, AND FOR MEN TO BE PRETTY WITHOUT APOLOGY.
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WHAT IS ANY A LIFE QUESTION FOR WHICH IT IS DIFFICULT TO ANSWER?
Oh, I have so many! Concerning art, it is chiefly: how can I best render and represent my ideas? In grad school, the question was framed thusly: How does one marry one’s ethics to one’s aesthetics? This is quite difficult when one considers that not only does one’s aesthetics, style, and influences shift over time, but that one’s ethics seem to demand a certain treatment. But how to find this? Where the two considerations meet -- where one’s limitations in skill bump up against one’s ambitions, dictates the style in which an artist works; as one’s ambitions and skills grow, style can shift considerably. Of course, this is the main question that I will be pondering over the course of my lifetime. PLEASE, TELL US A LITTLE BIT ABOUT THE MEANING AND PURPOSE OF YOUR ART WORK? IS THERE A SPECIAL REASON WHY IT IS IMPORTANT FOR YOU TO PORTRAY THE MILITANT AND AGGRESSIVE WOMEN WITH BARE BELLIES AND FROWNS?
In the fantasy and science-fiction genre, in which I often find myself working, there seems to be a great insistence that the heroine to be sexy and desireable and thus consumable by what feminists call “the male gaze.” The disposable income of the male gaze’s demographic feeds an industry which then perpetuates the tired iconography of semi-dressed females in battle with pointless armor, where female youth and beauty is rigidly enshrined. These overused images have the effect of perpetuating unexamined gender beliefs in the minds of the audience, undermining an ability to think differently about these issues. The positive side of this genre, however, is that the world of fantasy offers the artist a limitless platform for the “What If?” Here is a milieu in which an artist can visually play with expected norms and, in general, turn social conventions inside out. The same strategies still apply for the feminist artist, who happily targets social conventions. For my own work, I care not about whether my heroines are “approachable” and consumable by this gaze; I’d rather that they be strong and self-sufficient than to draw attention for physical beauty or a state of undress. My females may flout their physiques but never to the detriment of their strength or efficacy; their frowns are indicative of their displeasure and dissatisfaction with the status quo. These images are my own way of pointing out what is wrong not only with the genre of fantasy, but what is plagueing us in society. Additionally, I am hoping that by making a point of drawing and painting frowning, sometimes unattractive women, that there
exists an important part of society that cannot be ignored, that will rise up and change things. They say - “Look and pay attention!” WHAT KIND OF REALLY IMPORTANT ROLE DOES FANTASY CARRY FOR CULTURE, AND WHY IT IS IMPORTANT FOR YOU TO USE SUCH A FANTASTIC AND EVEN SURREALISTIC STYLE?
Fantasy ‘s role is thought to have been, according to historian Jack Zipes, an outlet for imagining another outcome for reality when one’s recourse to justice is denied. Folklore and oral fantasy stories as we know them in the western world originated during the feudal era, a time where human existence was bleak; poverty, disease, famine, serfdom, and early death was the rule for most of the population. Oral stories were a way not only to pass along information about survival, but were a way to create a “psychic tear” in the fabric of the social system. If you could imagine and create a story whereby the evil lord got his due, it created a psychological outlet in a system in which justice did not exist. Later, as the oral tales evolved into a written form, the literate elite commandeered these fantasy stories to reinforce certain standards of behavior for children and young adults. The Grimms later adapted the oral folktales to reinforce bourgeoisie values; the Nazis usurped the tales to reinforce Teutonic ideals; Disney worked its magic to reinforce gender stereotypes, and so on. The tales’ cultural meaning switched back and forth, depending upon the holder’s ideology. Not surprisingly, fantasy in today’s culture is often deemed escapist, puerile nonsense. I tend to think that most of the empty offerings from Hollwood exist because the dominant cultural paradigm, as usual, exerts quite a bit of effort to actively maintain and perpetuate a standard kind of thinking. But those who ingest the many cultural offerings today have at their computer’s reach a veritable smorgasbord of ideologies and as a result, are not necessarily bound by what mass media offers. Underground artists who wish to subvert the cultural norm can do so using the same medium of fantasy, as it is an excellent platform for a controversial supposition.
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TELL US ABOUT ONE OF YOUR BRIGHTEST NIGHT DREAMS.
I vividly remember this dream as if it were last night... but it was 12 years ago when I was in Sedona, AZ, on a trip... Before my dream, I’d spent the evening in the company of friends in the Coconino National Forest among gigantic tall pine trees that smelled of vanilla. I saw a diamondback rattle snake on the hiking trail during lunch. The next morning (21 Apr 2001) I wrote down the dream: “Someone was selling comic books, limited collectors’ editions and it was luck of the draw as to which recipient would get the copy that had the prize. I’d heard on the radio that first prize was a million dollars; the winning cover would have a cockatrice or snake on the front. The winner also got an interview with someone famous and important. I remembered hoping this meant the president or Freddie Mercury. As soon as I got my magazine, I noticed it had a different weight to it. I tore open the wrapper, and saw that there was a black and red snake on the front. I was so secretly excited. On the front was a 5* diameter wax seal. I needed to peel back the waxen seal to see what symbol lay beneath. As I did so, what appeared was a single large yellow eye with 12 black points surrounding it in a circle. I knew this was a very powerful sign and I was intensely excited. I thought to write my name inside the cover. I was too excited to tell anyone. I listened to the others talking about what they’d received and the prizes that corresponded to them - one was flutes, the other was feathers in bright colors.” There was more in the journal entry, but I felt that the rest was inconsequential. I’ve carried the powerful red and yellow image of the dragon eye symbol in my mind for some time now and I feel as if the main significance of this dream was not about actual money but of winning some kind of impossible life lottery. I feel lucky, indeed, and grateful for a great many things. WAS THERE EVER IN YOUR LIFE A SERIOUS PERIOD OF SELF -EDUCATION AND HOW HAD THIS GROWTH OCCURRED?
Yes; most definitely this period of growth occurred in grad school. The grad college I attended was pedagogically very much in the camp of “self-education”. We had mentors who guided us, but we were the captains of our own intellectual ship. We students de-
termined our own individual course of study. At first, I didn’t get that concept; I wanted more structure. However, my mentor was amazingly sharp and helped guide me towards structuring my own course of study. As a result, my work is now self-sustaining. This is everything! Being able to generate questions for one’s work and then identifying ways to aesthetically solve that problem is THE most important process of creating work. This period of my life was intense and often frustrating, but I am very grateful for having gone through it. WHAT DO YOU KNOW EXACTLY, A HUNDRED PERCENT ABOUT LIFE?
I know for sure that life is too damn short not to go for what you want. That said, one might need to understand that life doesn’t always hand you exactly what you had in mind; instead, it might give you what you want, but sometimes it gives you something better, something you hadn’t considered in the conception of your goal. Life gives you what you need. Don’t be afraid to ask for what you want. Your life is a product of your ideology. Change your ideas; change your life. Happiness is a choice. COULD YOU DESCRIBE AN IDEAL OF ABSOLUTELY FREE WOMAN AND HER RELATIONSHIP WITH MAN, HER RESPONSIBILITY IN THIS WORLD?
t is tempting to think that any revolution in national thinking could be as easily achieved as the revolutions that have been wrought in my own thought processes over the years. After all, if I, a single individual can come to rational conclusions on my own after careful deliberation of evidence and weighing of possible outcomes, then surely a nation of individuals could do the same? Potentially. But we shouldn’t delude ourselves. The real revolution is people turning off their TVs and entertainment and starting to come to their own conclusions borne of hard mental work. The Media paradigm has the general population in an ideological hypnosis. It takes a concerted effort to free oneself of such strong influences, but it can be done. If after that revolution occurs, then an environmentalist revolution paired with a people’s demand for action to again regulate corporations might be feasible. In the process of all of this, other social reforms may be achieved.
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CAN YOU SAY THAT FEMALE FROM HER NATURE IS BETTER THAN MALE NATURE?
What is this nature? Shall we wonder if women are better off, more civilized, more rational, for the effects of estrogen on their brains than men are from the effects of testosterone? I wouldn’t make such a sweeping conclusion for the simple fact that all individuals of the species contain both sets of hormones, just in varying amounts. I know some very testosterone-laden females, daredevils, lotharios, who are great examples of masculinity; and I know some lovely, poised, and calm males, who are the very paragons of femininity. Femininity and masculinity don’t necessarily reside in bodies that formally exhibit these natures, but rather take up residence in the human spirit. We just haven’t yet figured out that enforced gender stereotypes have hampered our ability to incorporate these natures in a holistic way. COULD YOU DESCRIBE AN IDEAL OF ABSOLUTELY FREE WOMAN AND HER RELATIONSHIP WITH MAN, HER RESPONSIBILITY IN THIS WORLD?
A woman who is free, not only earns her own money, does the work she wants, gets the education she needs, but is unencumbered by any religious ideology that would place restraints on her choices for procreation, sexual expression, or childrearing. A woman who is free makes it her responsibility to extirpate any and all harmful ideological fetters that keep her from achieving her goals. A woman who is free insists that anyone who shares her life with her does half of the unpaid household labor duties, including his share of rearing their children. A woman who is free speaks her mind and insists on justice for those less able to speak for themselves. A man is truly free by all the same tokens. KRISTIN, I FOUND OUT THAT YOU ARE REALLY AN OPEN AND FREE PERSON; MY QUESTION IS: WOULD]YOU EVER]IN YOUR LIFE GET OUT FROM YOUR STUDIO, GO ON A STREET OF YORK, OCCUPY THE WALL OF THE CITY AND DRAW FOR EVERYONE, ABSOLUTELY DISINTERESTED, THUS BECOMING A STREET ARTIST, FREE ARTIST?
disseminate my work via my own property without any authorities silencing me with a single coat of wall paint. They will have to fight me using ideas. For the graffiti and street artist, however, there are scant few public places and opportunities to express dissatisfaction with the system, so defacement of property seems the only way. I guess each of us does what we must. CAN YOU TELL IN WHICH CASES CRUELTY IS JUSTIFIED?
Never. Even in the case of sentencing a mass murderer, I would still say that inflicting suffering just for the sake of it is never justified. Our system of law enacts justice instead of retribution; it gives a people peace and stability. It is a kind of contract; one knows exactly what to expect when one abridges the law. Cruelty is random and unpredictable. An individual or state power that employs cruelty as punishment has broken with the social contract; one cannot bargain with such entities, and they should be dealt with swiftly. Some say that telling the truth when it will hurt most is cruel, but I think truth is always preferable; it is a clean way of dealing with reality. WHAT’S THE MOST IMPORTANT THING PEOPLE SHOULD UNDERSTAND FROM YOUR ART WORK?
I think the main focus of my work is to make marginalized groups visible, to give unpaid labor a face, to uncover the truth behind the old stories which have been santized. I feel like a miner, digging at the rock, trying to uncover what has been buried for so long. My goal is to show that it is possible for women to be strong without compromise, and for men to be pretty without apology. This direction most certainly labels me as a feminist artist, and more partcularly, an LGBT artist, but I am hoping that my work has even broader activist appeal as these ideas take hold and people begin to recognize that they’re actually seeing themselves in the images.
I’ve always shied away from doing murals. Oh, I’m not at all daunted by the sheer size of such an undertaking, because I’ve made images up to 14 feet in size, but I rather dislike the prospect of having what I’ve done painted over! Additionally, it is too easy for the corporate police to arrest an artist for “defacing” private property. No, if I’m going to piss off the conservative holders of social norms, I want to be able to KK
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...I WISH I COULD SAY THAT I WAS CONCERNED ABOUT WHETHER PEOPLE THOUGHT I WAS A NICE PERSON, BUT ALAS, THAT SEEMS TO BE A VERY UNINTERESTING ASPIRATION. I WANT PEOPLE TO REMEMBER ME FOR PUSHING THEIR BUTTONS, THAT I MADE THEM THINK, AND IMPACTED THEM ON SOME LEVEL TO QUESTION THEIR STANDARD BELIEF SYSTEM. I WANT THEM TO SAY THAT I INSPIRED THEM TO WANT BETTER THINGS FOR THEMSELVES AND FOR SOCIETY. I WANT THEM TO SAY THAT MY WORK IMPROVED THEM AND SOCIETY FOR THE BETTER...
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HOW WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE REMEMBERED AFTER DEATH?
I would like people remember me as Someone who had society’s best interests at heart.
HOW WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE REMEMBERED AFTER DEATH? As Someone who had society’s best interests at heart.
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REINA, TELL ME, WHEN YOU CREATE SOMETHING, ARE YOU HAPPY AT THOSE TIMES OR DO YOU CREATE OUT OF A NEED TO PROTEST AND BE AGGRESSIVE?
I am not happy when I am creating my art. My artwork is based on frustration of our society and its unrealistic expectations of one another. MANY COMPARE YOU WITH MICHEL BASQUIAT. COME ON, WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT THAT? DO YOU CONSIDER YOUR SIMILAR STYLE A CONTINUATION OF POP TRADITIONS?
I attribute my introduction to art with Jean Michel Basquiat. However, I decided to get away from the canvas because I know longer wanted to be compared to Basquiat. I wanted my artwork to be interpreted as a learning tool for future artists and NOT a continuation of Basquiat. GIVE ME ONE WORD TO DESCRIBE YOU.
Complicated. PEOPLE WHO KNOW YOU REGARD YOU AS AN INDEPENDENT AND ECCENTRIC PERSON, MY QUESTION IS: WHAT DO YOU DEPEND UPON IN LIFE, AND IN WHAT SITUATIONS DO YOU FEEL MOST NATURAL?
I am dependent on Jesus Christ and feel the most balanced when I am around God Fearing People. WHAT INSPIRES YOU?
Pain. WHAT ARE YOUR PLANS FOR THE FUTURE? AN EXHIBITION? A NEW FASHION COLLECTION? TO BECOME A BUSINESSWOMAN? TO HAVE KIDS AND NICE HUSBAND?
I plan to establish myself as a viable contemporary artist, having exhibitions in Los Angeles, New York, Mexico City, Venezuela, Argentina, Africa, China, Russia, Pakistan and Antartica. I strive to be an artist always unsatisfied with what is around me, which will force me to create works of disaster. IF YOU COULD CHANGE THE WORLD, WHAT WOULD IT LOOK LIKE?
Forcing People to admit they are sinners and are wrong 99.99% of the time. WHAT DO YOU KNOW EXACTLY, 100 %, ABOUT LIFE?
Nothing. I am just Ash and Dust.
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STATEMENT OF THE ARTIST
“I AM SOMEONE WHO NEVER FEELS ALONE. THERE IS ALWAYS A SHADOWY PRESENCE THAT FOLLOWS”
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I AM GOING TO TO TO SAY THE THINGS THAT MAKE ME. THI IS ONLY HONESTLY, NO FILLER. ONLY THE THINGS THAT DEFINE ME. I AM PRETTY OBSESSIVE AND SPORADIE. MY THOUGHTS IN CIRCLES AND SKIP AROUND. PEOPLE ARE LAZY AND WE LIVE IN A TIME WHEN PEOPLE SPEAK OUT BUT NEVER TAKE IT. I HAVE HAD TIME TO MEET AMAZING PEOPLE I FEEL COMFORTABLE WITH. PEOPLE I CAN TRUST. THEY ARE MY FAMILY. TOGETHER WE WILL SHARE THE EXUDING ELECTRIC CUR RENT. SPARKS FROM OUR TOES OUR FINGERTIPS AND THIS SOMEONE WILL SHARE TOGETHER OUR BURDENS. I GO NUTS WHEN I DNACE. PEOPLE SAY I LOOK LIKE A BEAST. I TRY MY BEST TO STAY HAPPY. MY GRANDMA WAS A SOURCE OF HOPE AND ENCOURAGMENT. SHE HAS A FLOWER GARDEN. MY DAD HAD REALLY COOL HAIR. I USED TO LOVE GROUPS OF PEOPLE, NOW I JUST PREFER TO BE ALONE.
A BIG THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO PARTICIPATED. MUCH LOVE, HARRISBURG
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Published on Jun 17, 2013
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