Monday, September 27, 2010

Project_01: Sources

Cottonwood Lake, Wahsatch Mountains; July, 1989
Timothy H. O'Sullivan, North American; American, Born: Ireland, Died: US, NY, Staten Island, 1882
Exihibited: T.H. O'Sullivan Photographer, US, NY, Rochester, GEH -, 1966.//
mount-recto (letterpress) U.S. Engineer Department. Geological
Data From: George Eastman House


This photograph of the Wahsatch Mountains reminds me of the cross-country camping trips my grandparents would take me on. Since there's hardly anything to do in my hometown, camping allowed me to get out and experience more of the world first-hand. The lake and boat in this photo bring back memories of when we would go fishing off the docks at my grandparents' house in Florida. As we got older the camping trips ceased and we moved on, but the experiences remain.


Old studio saxaphone stands with Egyptian embellishment. -Recording studio #10; April 25, 1977
Robert Cumming, North American; American, Born: US, MA, Worcester, 1943
print recto-(printed) 'Old studio saxaphone stands with Egyptian embellishment.'
Data From: George Eastman House


My father is a professional surround sound engineer, and thus I've been influenced by the audio world ever since I was born. Over the years I've helped set up and manage a few gigs at churches, but the biggest project was when the concept of podcasts was just beginning. I became a sort of guinea pig because hardly anyone had an idea about what makes a good podcast, and it was a potential new market. Thus, every week or so I recorded a five to ten minute podcast in our studio. It went over well and led me to interviewing significant people from all over the world. I would have never thought that I could speak to aerospace engineers or professors from universities in Europe from a phone line in a recording studio, but I did and it showed me that much more is possible than I originally thought.


Mrs. Cobb standing underneath a large tree, her children in her arms. Cobb is looking down at them; a stone wall is to their right.; n.d. (circa 1920-1926)
Beals, Jessie Tarbox (New York, N.Y.)
Photograph Number: PC60-101-9
Arthur and Elizabeth Schlesinger Library on the History of Women in America (Radcliffe Institute for Advanced Study, Harvard University)
Data From: The Schlesinger History of Women in America Collection
Folder Number: 101
Folder Title: Portraits: Identified portraits: men, women, children, n.d.: Cobb--Cornoyer [15-5]
Collection Number: PC60
Collection Name: Beals, Jessie Tarbox
Collection Title: Photographs, 1896-1941 (inclusive)


The scenery in this photograph looks almost exactly like the stone wall and tree in my backyard, so the place represented here is my home. Of note is the woman with her children, a simple family but perhaps missing something. Early in my life my father would be gone for weeks at a time because he teaches all over the country, so my mother was a greater influence then. In recent years my father has reworked his schedule so he only has to leave for a weekend at a time, and I feel the family has grown stronger because of that.



Alt link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Qh-8ZMoLeY
Lyrics: http://www.sing365.com/music/lyric.nsf/ball-of-confusion-lyrics-the-temptations/5ce42244ebdfe10448256d8f0028a6b7

A ball of confusion... that's what the world is today. Truly, with all of the rapid advancement in technology and globalization, our lives get exceedingly hectic and we can never tell what will happen next. There's just too much changing too quickly. But when "next" happens, we instantly know about it, along with everything that could be vaguely related. The lives of celebrities, wars overseas, how other countries react to the invasion of McDonald's... there's so much going on in the world and only recently have we been exposed to it on this level. I feel so clich├ęd by saying this, but I remember when times were simpler, when the internet wasn't mainstream and when cell phones didn't exist. This song is important to me because I feel that the world has become a true ball of confusion and I can relate in a way. I've seen so many changes over my lifetime that this song still holds true today.

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