art museum :)

We went to the art museum today. I was so excited for this, I have never been to an actual art museum and i've always wantekid d to. I love every type of art; paintings, sculptures, music, dance, theatre. Art is the perfect way to express you emotions. It's also one of those things that doesn't have a set answer, it truely shows that everything is not black or white.
There was one piece of art work that stuck out the most to me. It was the last one we saw. The lady giving us a tour asked students what they thought it was but I couldn't quite answer because I thought there was a lot more behind it then what met the eye. I noticed most the same things that the rest of the class noticed but somethings stuck out to me. A kid mentioned that it looked like something was sucking a person down. I thought this too but I also noticed that the colors weren't just a bunch of random colors but they were earthly tones like shades of brown and green. I connected that to of course the earth, but then I connected how we live our lives on earth. So I felt like this artist was trying to get the feeling that life sucks you in. Then the tour lady said the title was something warrior and i realized life is about fighting every day not just fights with people but every thing; fights with your self, fights with health, etc. I really connected with this painting because I have been stressed and this picture in a way pointed out that thats how life is and there is nothing you can do about it.
Thats why I love art, it makes you look deep inside your self and realize things that aren't blind sight.

My connection

What i got from this weeks prompt for the blog is that we should make a connection with the read chapters in the book to myself. When i read the chapters in the book one thing popped up in my head and it's something I will never forget and will always be hard for me to get out of my head. One night i was at a party, i know tsk tsk. Everything was going normal and out of no where my friend was being pushed outside and i ran after to make sure nothing bad was happening. Sure enough he was about to get in a fight so i tried to break it up. Little did I know it wasn't only just them fighting but a lot more of the boys were fighting in the side yard inside a truck. I saw my friend and my friends step dad being pushed out of this kids truck and the kid was highly intoxicated. As the step dad and my friend were running back towards the house the kid ran over the step dad's leg and while all my other friends were helping him towards the house, the kid in the car kept ramming into cars and tried running into the house. If this one car wasn't in front of me in front of the garage I would've been ran over.

Witnessing all of this really kind of connects because all Ishmel saw was chaos and madness and inhuman actions, which is exactly what I saw. The sad thing is about Ishmel is that it was anger and hate that drove all those cruel actions instead of angry drunk testosterone. I just remember watching my friends step dad limp over by me, me watching him in shock, not being able to move and almost getting ran over by this huge truck. So i just picture how much worse it had to be for Ishmel seeing not just a broken leg or crashed cars, but his friends family and people he saw every day die brutally. I don't think I could handle that.