Art feast is a yearly event full of, well, art and food. It fills the Mez with wonderful art from the visual artists and MDTV majors, creating a whole new world based on the theme each year. I went for the first time this year, dressing up and everything, and I have to say it is probably one of the most memorable experiences I’ve had at a school event in my entire life. I am friends with very few art or MDTV majors, but the ones I do know are all dressed to the nines and all their art blew me away.
The animal effigy pieces done by the sophomores and juniors were all beautiful, each one creating something new and believably personal, even when I’d never met the person who made it myself. The pots from the freshmen were all so well made, and it's impressive how much they were able to do within just one year of learning. Their crumpled bag project also shows the skill all the freshmen already have this year, and the sophomore’s watercolor is mindblowing. I loved the juniors' self-portraits, and the seniors' paintings all looked like they were stolen from the art museum. This is all to say, I am very excited to see next year's show.
I was lucky enough to get to spend this years’ with a few friends, but specifically my best friend Mars Sheridan, a freshman visual arts major. I texted him the other night telling him to tell me everything about the art feast this year, and what it felt like to participate for the first time. I asked him what his favorite part of doing this was, and he said making decorations. He felt that it was the thing the freshman got to contribute the most to, and that he was extremely proud with how his gigantic dragonfly he worked on turned out. Though he felt very stressed and burnt out by the end of the whole ordeal, seeing his work being put on display, and getting to show off the work he spent so long on made it worth it.
He told me that he liked how broad he felt the theme was when it came to costume making, as it was his first time making a costume that wasn’t just for himself in a way. He even commissioned a fellow writer of ours to make him a massive scythe, which he forced his older sister Sylvia to carry for him the whole time as he was too busy being distracted by all the amazing art around the grand hall and Mez. I hope everyone who reads this goes to an art fest next year, and that they give respect, awe, and love to every artist who puts their work out there on display for everyone.
The animal effigy pieces done by the sophomores and juniors were all beautiful, each one creating something new and believably personal, even when I’d never met the person who made it myself. The pots from the freshmen were all so well made, and it's impressive how much they were able to do within just one year of learning. Their crumpled bag project also shows the skill all the freshmen already have this year, and the sophomore’s watercolor is mindblowing. I loved the juniors' self-portraits, and the seniors' paintings all looked like they were stolen from the art museum. This is all to say, I am very excited to see next year's show.
I was lucky enough to get to spend this years’ with a few friends, but specifically my best friend Mars Sheridan, a freshman visual arts major. I texted him the other night telling him to tell me everything about the art feast this year, and what it felt like to participate for the first time. I asked him what his favorite part of doing this was, and he said making decorations. He felt that it was the thing the freshman got to contribute the most to, and that he was extremely proud with how his gigantic dragonfly he worked on turned out. Though he felt very stressed and burnt out by the end of the whole ordeal, seeing his work being put on display, and getting to show off the work he spent so long on made it worth it.
He told me that he liked how broad he felt the theme was when it came to costume making, as it was his first time making a costume that wasn’t just for himself in a way. He even commissioned a fellow writer of ours to make him a massive scythe, which he forced his older sister Sylvia to carry for him the whole time as he was too busy being distracted by all the amazing art around the grand hall and Mez. I hope everyone who reads this goes to an art fest next year, and that they give respect, awe, and love to every artist who puts their work out there on display for everyone.