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These events left a profound impact on me in my childhood as I witnessed them on television and how they affected the people around me and myself, and shaped me into the person I am today.

I couldn’t find the exact clip I saw on TV, but you get the idea.

I was captivated by this performance, still am.

This news changed me more than anything in my life. At the time I didn’t know that it was going to affect me the way it did, but I guess you could say this was the person I would soon find myself having a large amount of empathy for. It was not just about the sadness I felt while watching this as a child, but the fact that it was going to become more relevant to me than I could have ever imagined as a three year old.

(The discovery of Weezer and their video for Buddy Holly was actually from the installation disk from Windows 95 to promote the new video for the band in 1994 when we got our first computer, I loved watching Happy Day’s and my parents rushed me over to the new computer to watch this video.)

Courtney, yes. What more can I say.

I was obsessed with Gwen Stefani’s bindi’s and also the black patent leather shoes and fishnets she wore at the 1997 Billboard Awards.

My parents forced me to watch many movies with them that gave me many fears, Psycho scared me so much I took baths until the second grade when I realized taking showers was a big kid thing and if I wanted to be cool I had to brave it out and take a shower. I seriously thought someone was going to come in and stab me.

Thanks Mom and Dad for the awful visual images that I always remember because of this film. This scene is the one that scared the little toddler butt off of mine!

Out of every scary movie my parents had me watch this one was by far the most horrible. I had nightmares every year after seeing this film in December, I would wake up in a panic and I would scream for my mom and run to her room. Finally sometime in the 4th grade I had a dream where Chucky and I made a truce and became friends and never had another nightmare about him again.

I was a huge Spice Girls fan as a kid (still am) my Mom video taped this for me when it was aired on TV.

This is also not an exact video of what I saw on TV, but there were many news casts about Geri leaving the Spice Girls. I always said she would rejoin them, and I was right.

I remember everyone including myself being sad when this news came about. I felt so bad for her sons that I drew them a picture and wrote them a sympathy letter and asked my mom to send it to them.

I watched this whole scandal unfold everyday on TV before and after school. Kind of hard to forget. But I still think Clinton was a fantastic president despite his personal mistakes.

I could go on forever with videos, but you can see how pop-culture has influenced me and why my art revolves around it.

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So I have finished all four Plath paintings. I will say I am overly ambitiously considering adding more paintings to this collection… Anyway, the first painting “Sylvia Plath Smith College Year Book Picture” was a rare find as I stated earlier, and how I found this image was through ta-da, Ebay. Someone was selling a Smith College Yearbook and Plath’s picture was obviously the reason for selling it, me and my amazing print-screen button was able to copy the picture and store it for my forever viewing pleasure and art purposes. This remains my absolute favorite photo of Plath, she never looked so bright and cheery. The other three photos are studio portraits copied from the book “The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath” of which I have been reading all summer except “Sylvia Plath Clear Studio Portrait” that image came from The Google. The Trio of Plath paintings I decided to paint from Clear to Blurry to show Plath’s mental state transitioning from clear to jumbled, happy to sad, etc etc etc. So I hope you enjoy the paintings, this is last paintings until I get back the institution, so there may be more of these in the coming weeks, there may not be, who knows…

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All summer I have been reading the very LARGE Sylvia Plath Unabridged Journals, and the book inspired me to paint studio portraits of Plath. This series features only four painted portraits. Here I have posted the first largest and main portrait of Plath, this image was a rare find, but I will give out more details when all the portraits are finished. At first when I approached this the idea was to paint her abstractly and slightly blurry, but I found myself painting more in tune with the photo. The smaller three paintings were drawn out less exact to Plath, so once I start painting I will decide if the the trio will be blurred or will go more towards a realistic side although I hope they will not, I really want to represent the mental hardship that Plath endured during her life in those portraits.

Enjoy the painting and btw, I have mentioned before my lack of patience for painting, I took a 20 minute break to eat lunch and go to the bathroom during the process of this painting. I stood in front of this piece for about five hours or more pretty much all daylight long. Hopefully I can get two of the smaller paintings done in the same amount of time. I don’t like having projects sitting around, I like getting them done, so I don’t have to procrastinate starting and finishing, I like to see the finished product quickly and I like to do my “me time” as in Johanna just wants to read a book, watch TV, work out, and play on the computer time whilst yelling at Pandora and writing angry political rants and deleting them. Sometimes I’ll write poetry, but its been a slow summer for poetry, maybe this has to do with me being a tiny bit happier, but thats okay because when something finally comes out of my brain its pretty harsh words (maybe the review will publish one this year, or maybe I am STILL  too controversial) yes Im very bitter over this, another reason why I love Plath no one ever wanted to publish her.

Now that I have made you read my crap, here is my visual crap, not crap, but its just a Chicago word, blame my family…

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