You wake up in the morning
9 am,
a piece of lonely cloud above your eyes
you think it's telling you
not to look at her
You get up,
get going with your day
It's another day you don't know
"what is happening"
But why should it matter,
you are still walking in your dream
You always have that thought
of going for a run after work
but the dead of 9pm
doesn't really match your pulse
You're like,
"fine, I've got time tomorrow"
Then,
it's always weeks after when
you realize that
you have fund a routine successfully
you have figured out your pace
because the only thing that needs these two things
is a soulless body
siyu
i dont alwyas reme,ebr things that happend in my life
Wednesday, September 25, 2019
Wednesday, August 14, 2019
what happens when you exchange photos with a total stranger and edit them (interesting art shit I started doing as a post-college semi-artist)
Okay, so here's an interesting art idea
So I met this person on Tinder (no shade)
His profile has this....unique artistic vibe- a slightly sarcastic, dead look on his face that I thought is just so..ummmm.. funny
So he's from London and he's back in London now (not that matters)
And of course he does art (a little bit)
So I was like
Do you wanna play a game and make some crazy art shit?
He's like
Okay
Then I was like
We should exchange photos and edit them
like you edit it and send it to me then I edit it and send it to you again then you edit it....
He's like
Okay
When two strangers this happened:
hmmmm
I'll keep this blog updated
or you can go to my instagram story @siyuisfun
So I met this person on Tinder (no shade)
His profile has this....unique artistic vibe- a slightly sarcastic, dead look on his face that I thought is just so..ummmm.. funny
So he's from London and he's back in London now (not that matters)
And of course he does art (a little bit)
So I was like
Do you wanna play a game and make some crazy art shit?
He's like
Okay
Then I was like
We should exchange photos and edit them
like you edit it and send it to me then I edit it and send it to you again then you edit it....
He's like
Okay
When two strangers this happened:
original |
his edit |
my edit- after 2 edits by 2 artists |
what he sent me |
my 1st edit- got criticized this is too boring |
my second edit |
hmmmm
I'll keep this blog updated
or you can go to my instagram story @siyuisfun
Thursday, August 8, 2019
my life after lawrence
Hello my old friends:
I have left college for exactly two months now.
First, I traveled around the US after graduation- I visited Chicago, NYC, Salt Lake City, Yellowstone National Park and Los Angeles.
Then I came back home to China, spent the first 1 week and a half focusing on meeting friends and family.
Then I started applying for jobs: I was lucky to get my first interview opportunity only 2 days after I sent them my resume; then I did two more interviews in Shanghai, these were the only three companies I applied to and had interviews with.
Then, I got offered a position at the first company, pretty much right after I had the interview, and I decided to give it a try. Everything happened in just one month.
Now I am in Beijing, living alone again, away from home, but this time also away from my friends.
Back to the the starting point, a brand new life.
It has been 4 days since I moved and started working. There are 4 realizations I have:
1. You don't do things you learned, you learn things from doing.
2. Except for the ones that read your resume, nobody actually cares to know you. Nor would they care to know how interesting your personality is unless it's a designated social occasion. Because everyone is interesting and talented outside of work.
3. I am too young. I don't make money, I make a living and survive. If I started off living like I had years of money saved up I'd never make any money. Investing? I am already investing by eating my money away every day.
4. I am a Gender Studies and Studio Art major. yet they will never hire me for that.
My use is to do English related work, obviously, as a returned international student.
The girl who sits next to me is new too, she is now working her head off learning how to edit, while I just envy her so much.
I always imagined that my job will be something I am passionate about, somewhere I can create and shine. But, no. That is a big goal that will likely take me years to achieve. See you then, in 5 years.
I have left college for exactly two months now.
First, I traveled around the US after graduation- I visited Chicago, NYC, Salt Lake City, Yellowstone National Park and Los Angeles.
Then I came back home to China, spent the first 1 week and a half focusing on meeting friends and family.
Then I started applying for jobs: I was lucky to get my first interview opportunity only 2 days after I sent them my resume; then I did two more interviews in Shanghai, these were the only three companies I applied to and had interviews with.
Then, I got offered a position at the first company, pretty much right after I had the interview, and I decided to give it a try. Everything happened in just one month.
Now I am in Beijing, living alone again, away from home, but this time also away from my friends.
Back to the the starting point, a brand new life.
It has been 4 days since I moved and started working. There are 4 realizations I have:
1. You don't do things you learned, you learn things from doing.
2. Except for the ones that read your resume, nobody actually cares to know you. Nor would they care to know how interesting your personality is unless it's a designated social occasion. Because everyone is interesting and talented outside of work.
3. I am too young. I don't make money, I make a living and survive. If I started off living like I had years of money saved up I'd never make any money. Investing? I am already investing by eating my money away every day.
4. I am a Gender Studies and Studio Art major. yet they will never hire me for that.
My use is to do English related work, obviously, as a returned international student.
The girl who sits next to me is new too, she is now working her head off learning how to edit, while I just envy her so much.
I always imagined that my job will be something I am passionate about, somewhere I can create and shine. But, no. That is a big goal that will likely take me years to achieve. See you then, in 5 years.
Tuesday, June 4, 2019
Jenny Holzer
Jenny Holzer, born in 1950 in Ohio, now is a neo-conceptual artist based in New York.
Her most eye-catching works are large LED installations and projections. Her use of text in her works are significant: she uses text to dress the politics of discourses and to articulate concerns and anxieties about contemporary society. Her texts are thought-provoking, bold and straight forward. The use of capitalization of letters seem to give her text a volume of voice.
I really like her way of using her "Truisms" continuously in her later works, it makes her entire body of work, her voice in her work and style very consistent.
In 2018 Grammy's Award, she sewed a paper written with her Truisms on to Lorde's dress. I personally think this is incredible: when such a global event is full of aesthetics and visual pleasure, by putting a message on to an evening dress, it makes the dress and the person wearing it carry a meaning: in other words, she made Lorde into a human billboard. Public attention was drawn to the dress not because Lorde is wearing it, but because it carries more than an aesthetic idea, it carries words that worth reading.
"MONEY CREATES TASTE
ENJOY YOURSELF BECAUSE YOU CAN’T CHANGE ANYTHING ANYWAY
A MAN CAN’T KNOW WHAT IT’S LIKE TO BE A MOTHER"
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