After each project I got feedback by just about all classmates and the professor. Their words helped me improve my projects and learn how to do much more. I learned how to break down one simple question and make it into many different projects and in different ways. All of their words and help though me how to grow in my art work and express what I want to speak out about in many different ways.

For project 5, I went into photoshop for the first time in two years, which was really challenging myself. I made a movie poster about anxiety. In the back are creepy laughing faces and eyes, and a large dark figure with red glowing eyes in the front. This was supposed to tell a horror story of the monster Anxiety and how it attacks people and traps them. This project really went well by showing the story two ways, some thought the faces in the background we Anxiety and the person with glowing eyes was a victim of Anxiety being infected, and others saw it as the figure was anxiety and the faces were Anxiety’s helpers. I love the idea of both of them and choose to keep it open minded to others. 

This project was one of my favorites, it was very interactive and put others in the place of someone with anxiety. I wrote down on index cards “Why do you have Anxiety?” and let the class write down below what their anxieties were. After they expressed their feelings, they had to turn over the card which had a hateful saying on it such as “get over it/you’re an attention whore” and so on. The idea behind this was to give outsiders the feeling of what it is like for someone with anxiety to try and get their feelings out just to be turned down.

For these ideations I took my sources pictures and zoomed them in to show more detail.

For my second project I can up with symbols and icons that to me can deal with anxiety. One was a song that also dealt with this mental illness, not only did the lyrics deal with it but the song title alone was a whole statement itself.

1-800-273-8255 by Logic ft khalid, Alessia Cara

“All this other shit I’m talkin’ ’bout they think they know it 

I’ve been praying for somebody to save me, no one’s heroic

And my life don’t even matter

I know it, I know it, I know I’m hurting deep down but can’t show it

I never had a place to call my own

I never had a home

Ain’t nobody callin’ my phone

Where you been? Where you at? What’s on your mind?

They say every life precious but nobody care about mine”