Mandala prints of myself expose the world myself.
I did a drawing of a mandala on scrap piece of paper.
I print out images from links in black and white of an explosive world.

by Sadat
Hey everybody we are having a block party to celebrate the old interns who helped repaint the mural there will be food and you can meet some of the old interns who made the mural and meet our new interns it will be fun.

written by Gonzalo zazueta

 I am an intern for the Meridian Gallery and I'm working on a mandala print. What I've learned about mandalas is that they're a spiritual and ritual symbol of religions such as Buddhism and Hinduism for use of meditation. The practice of mandalas are commonly used by tantric buddhists as an aid for meditation. The mandala is art.

Editing the Body Percusssion Video

Aaron and Pei Lei edited a Body Percussion video together. In this process we used GarageBand and IMovie to begin the video. After we imported the videos on the computer from the Flip camera, we edited the sounds from the slides and we added transitions. We added some sound effects to our videos. The sound we did was spread out. We also made it fade out and fade in. We have our titles and credits and we adjusted the image. We have more contrast and brightness. We have done a awesome Body Percussion video edited by Aaron and Pei Lei: The video was made by everyone.

what is art why is it so complicated who cares

On the floor above me in the gallery in which I work is a show that is nearly primitive in style. It features heavy violent colors, shades of deep red and orange, thick black figures with large phalluses dangling almost threateningly as the figures move off the canvas in the viewer's direction. It's a blunt object of a show, a club with which the audience is being beaten. And I like it. If this is a beating, I am a ready receiver, in the style of dominatrix and inferior. But there are many who would disagree, large black figures (not African-American, Moroccan, Haitian, any sort of ethnicity, it's the black of road tar, black silhouettes) with looming twigs 'n' berries is not art at all. Those favorite words of God-fearing authority that they love to mutter on national television would be mentioned: "graphic", "disturbing", "offensive", "inappropriate", "outrageous", "volatile", and "violent". But there's always that faithful mention of the question "What message will this send our children?" Hey, it'll send the message that we dig pretty bangin' art, radical and free-thinking, 'cos kids love penises and things that make their parents squirm in their pressed suits and dresses. Anything that makes your momma go, "this is not suitable for someone your age," and snatch it away, you become a heat-seekin' missile, seekin' out those inappropriate goodies. Everybody loves trying dangerous things, and what is more dangerous than art? And art is possibly the most difficult and beautiful thing I have ever come across in my few bumbling years of living, because there can't ever be a solid definition of just what is art. I consider the canvasses hung in the gallery, dark and moving, to be art. I have considered silicone writing on wide canvas banners that quote Keats and speak of anilingus to be art, and I have seen exhibits in museums to be bland and devoid of emotion, not of my beautiful art at all. Of course, art is as much up for interpretation as anything else, it is not limited to the canvas, to the paper, it is in rivers and valleys and faces and bodies and spilled out on streets, freeways, laying dying somewhere in old folks' homes and hospitals. Art is even in CHURCHES, and you may think, what in the G.D. Hell is our beautiful effort doing in a house of a petty guy who lives in the clouds? Well, art is never limited, even the close-minded and horrible can create it, and sometimes they do the best of it. Art takes incredible emotion, it has to evoke an emotion and the worst thing someone can say about your art is that it is boring, that it had no imprint, left no mark on them in the slightest little dusting. If some good ol' Christian boy with a predilection for screwing up politics gets up on the word box and mumbles those great and powerful words we listed before, dabbin' at his forehead with a handkerchief talkin' 'bout that dang ol' negative effect on the kids, you should be proud. 'Cos if he don't like it, kids love it. That is why I'm happy to pass by these charcoal black penises everyday to work; someone somewhere is wriggling around in their seat, kneading their brow, trying to make sense of the whole thing and not getting it at all, left with a feeling of disturbance and uncomfortableness. Ain't that great! At the same good ol' time, someone else is rubbing their hands together with glee, happy to have found such a provocative and meaningful exhibit that spoke to them, possibly even inspired them to go further than the mental world and put it out into the real world in front of them. That's why I love art. Some people really get it and some never will. Either way, there's crudely drawn penises and that's always a good thing.

Mike Jeffries: Plastic Surgery?

Mike Jeffries, CEO of the popular clothing brand Abercrombie & Fitch states “We hire good-looking people in our stores because good-looking people attract other good-looking people, And we want to market to cool, good-looking people. We don’t market to anyone other than that."-Jeffries 2010. Jeffires stated this in response to his company's drop in profits. Why is it that we purchase clothes from a company who's target consumers are only for "attractive people" rather than the general public? The odd behavior doesn't stop there. Jeffries has list of odd and distinct desires for his "life partner", Mark Smith when in flight. Jeffries also has very borderline marketing tricks, pushing his clothing products in an uncomfortably sexual form.