life is beautiful 2 – bookplate #64 and life is beautiful – bookplate #11
in 2009, s***h and i worked on phoenix, clark college’s award winning art and literary magazine. that year our volume was awarded best college art/literary magazine in the nation in the american scholastic press association’s competition. we were both members of the art selection committee. she was the design editor…responsible for the overall look, feel, and design of our volume. i was the web editor…responsible for the web site and internet presence.
we both had photographs chosen by the committee to be in the magazine. it was quite an honor and a distinguished feeling to not only be working on such a huge, important project, but also be contributing to it. the committee chose four of s***h’s photographs, including one of me receiving my very first solumedrol infusion and they chose two of mine, one of which was a photo of my mother’s hand writing her grocery list with her yellow, mechanical pencil.
for about six months, some of the staff spent countless hours and days, pouring their thoughts and ideas into what became a very successful, highly-praised, art and literary magazine. our core was probably five or six of out thirteen or fifteen and our advisor/teacher sponsor. we had diverse personalities and opinions, but somehow there was always thoughtful and considerate discussion, and a vote settled it at the end. there was no pouting or sour grapes, just people who wanted the fruits of their labor to shine.
here i am nearly eight years later, having completed a book of my own. it was fun for me to pick and choose my own photos, figure placement, what looked good next to what. i realized that i leaned on s***h. she helped me with artistic decisions. she had a different perspective and opinion than mine. she saw the world in a completely different way. i didn’t always value that and i spent a lot of time arguing about design and style, but it made me have a better eye, a larger lens, more patience, and the ability to adapt.
so, here i am sharing the fruits of my labor. this book is the result of three photographic expeditions to the 18b art’s district, downtown las vegas, the strip, the fremont experience, and container park areas. this book contains no words, only photos…i decided to let them “speak” for themselves…giving them their own “voice,” for you the viewer to interpret. this book contains nothing but photos of street art, murals, graffiti, stencils, tags, banners, posters, and stickers. they speak volumes…layer x layer…of color.
i will be breaking the book down into bookplates. i will write about each one. i was going to write about the photos that are at the top of my post, but i will begin with them tomorrow. i got a little bit distracted and off course. those are special and important photos to me, and i want to take my time and choose my words carefully. anyway, this will be a fun way for me to remember my feelings, thoughts and reactions to each piece of art that i photographed. until tomorrow then..,.