Design for my class. Which one would you rather drink...

G R A D U A T I O N

http://www.tucsonweekly.com/TheRange/archives/2011/03/28/picture-this-scenes-from-the-dbacks-dodgers-game-benefitting-tucson-together-fund

My photography published in the Tucson Weekly

Helmet of the Unknown player...

JW # 25, "Heroes get Remembered, but legends never die..."

Some of the biggest players in the immigration debate we're speaking at the U of A last night. It was interesting to listen to the concerns of the citizens and the legislators without the annoying clutter of the media.

"we all wear masks to meet the masks we meet"

http://thissongissick.com/blog/2011/chris-young-the-rapper-rossy-touch-the-stars-sick-chill-hip-hop-with-acoustic/

The Video I did for Chris Young and Rossy is getting a lot of positive feedback. Chris Young and Rossy have a lot of potential.

I'v always associated music with looking at art.

"Howard, I'm a parasite. I've been a parasite all my life. You designed my best projects at Stanton. You designed the first house I ever built. You designed the Cosmo-Slotnick Building. I have fed on you and on all the men like you who lived before we were born. the men who designed the Parthenon, the Gothic cathedrals, the first skyscrapers. If they hadn't existed, I wouldn't have known how to put stone on stone. I have taken that which was not mine and given nothing in return. I had nothing t give. This is not an act, Howard, and I'm very conscious of hat I'm saying. And I came here to ask you to save me again. If you wish to throw me out do it now...Howard...I brought something to show you...I haven't shown it to anyone. Not to mother or Ellsworth Toohey... I just want you to tell me if there's any..." he handed to Roark sixe of his canvases. Roark looked at them, one after another. He took a longer time than he needed. When he could trust himself to lift his eyes, he shook his head in silent answer to the word Keating had not pronounced. "It's too late PEter," he said gently. he had never felt this before-not when Henry Cameron collapsed in the office at his feet, not when he saw Steven Mallory sobbing on a bed before him. Thos moments had been clean. But this was pity-this complete awareness of a man without worth or hope, this sense of finality, of the not to be redeemed. There was shame in this feeling-his own shame that he should have to pronounce such judgement upon a man, that he should know an emotion which contained no shred of respect. This is pity, he thought, and then he lefted his head in wonder. He thought that there must be something terribly wrong with a world in which this monstrous feeling is called virtue."

-Ayn Rand, "The Fountainhead"

In Stravinsky’s, Poetics of Music in the Form of Six Lessons he talks about the same issues, but not with words or pictures, but with music.

He describes how when he sits down at the piano to compose, he has total fear and is overwhelmed with an uneasiness of where to begin. Everything and nothing is possible.

It is only after he has picked the key and various other musical constraints, does he begin to feel liberated, and the notes begin to flow more graciously. Freedom comes only from constraint, and from the choices one makes. It is at this point the slow process of exposing the peculiar and real you begins to emerge. As you delve deeper into making decisions, from deciding for and against choices, you find this thing called your voice.

-Rodney Smith