Media 4

Banksy Graffiti

Banksy is ne of the most significant artists in the graffiti scene and one of the most influential

Media 3

Graffiti Art Article
http://www.hiphop-network.com/articles/graffitiarticles/graffitiart.asp
Graffiti can be considered vandalism and ugly but there is graffiti out there that is true art.

Media 2

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I8RS-Kgd0e0
Graffiti is something people have taken and evolved into colorful works of art that represent identity.

Media

Creating Graffiti With Yarn (Just an example of a certain change in graffiti)
Article:
http://www.nytimes.com/2011/05/19/fashion/creating-graffiti-with-yarn.html?ref=graffiti

Graffiti has even expanded into various other forms of street art.

Graffiti Cool From The Start Body Paragraph

Urban graffiti all started back in New York in the late 1960s with a man who called himself Taki 183. This was his tagging name that he would quickly write around the city, in a way making himself known. Taki 183 had first begun using a marker of the sorts to put up his tag wherever he was, he even started the trend of putting up your own tag on and in subway trains. Through doing this Taki 183 became extremely well known throughout the city, although nobody knew he was. The youths of New York at the time had realized how infamous and notorious they could become by putting their own tags on subway trains and all over the city. The idea caught on like wildfire. Their goal was to go become as well known as possible and be in as many places as possible. In this image there’s still a remnant of Taki 183’s tags from the 60s. Something so tiny and simple yet so significant spread one of the coolest forms of art known today.

Stuff

My name is whaaaaaaaaaaaaatttttttttt. TEXT ON THE SIDE! Holla

Embedded Video

Tyrion and Bronn travel the Vale

Fight Club Dialogue

  TYLER
                 Lye -- the crucial ingredient.
                       (adding lye to mix)
                 Ancient peoples found their clothes
                 got cleaner if they washed them at a
                 certain spot in the river.  Why?
                 Because, human sacrifices were once
                 made on the hills above this river.
                 Year after year, bodies burnt.  Rain
                 feel.  Water seeped through the wood
                 ashes to become lye.  The lye
                 combined with the melted fat of the
                 bodies, till a thick white soapy
                 discharge crept into the river.

                             TYLER
                 The first soap was made from the
                 ashes of heroes.  Like the first
                 monkeys shot into space.

                             TYLER
                 Without sacrifice, without death, we
                 would have nothing.

                             TYLER
                 This is a chemical burn.  It will
                 hurt more than you've ever been
                 burned and you will have a scar.

                             JACK (V.O.)
                 Tyler's kiss was a bonfire on the
                 back of my hand.

                             TYLER
                 Look at your hand.

                             JACK (V.O.)
                 Guided meditation worked for cancer,
                 it could work for this.

     SHOT OF A GREEN MAPLE LEAF, GLISTENING WITH DEW.  RESUME:

                             TYLER
                 Come back to the pain.  Don't shut
                 this out.
                             JACK (V.O.)
                 I tried not to think of the words
                 "searing" or "flesh."  I imagined my
                 pain as a ball of healing white light.

     SHOT OF A FOREST, IN GENTLE SPRING RAINFALL.  RESUME:

                             TYLER
                 Stop it.  This is your pain -- your
                 burning hand.  It's right here.  Look
                 at it.

                             JACK (V.O.)
                 I was going to my cave to find my
                 power animal.

     SHOT OF THE INSIDE OF JACK'S FROZEN ICE CAVE.  RESUME:

                             TYLER
                 Don't deal with this the way those
                 dead people do.  Deal with it the way
                 a living person does.

     SHOT OF INSIDE THE ICE CAVE - ON MARLA, LYING NAKED UNDER A
     FUR COAT, TURNING HER HEAD TO LOOK TOWARDS US.  RESUME:

                             JACK
                 I... I think I understand.  I think
                 I get it...

                             TYLER
                 No, what you're feeling is premature
                 enlightenment.

     SHOT OF A GREEN FOREST WITHOUT RAIN.  RESUME:

                             TYLER
                 This is the greatest moment of your
                 life and you're off somewhere,
                 missing it.

                             JACK
                 No, I'm not...

     SHOT OF TREES ENGULFED BY A FOREST FIRE.  RESUME:

                             TYLER
                 Shut up.  Our fathers were our models
                 for God.  And, if our fathers bailed,
                 what does that tell us about God?

                             JACK
                 I don't know...

     SHOT OF EMBERS POURING FROM THE HELLISH FOREST FIRE.  RESUME:

                             TYLER
                 Listen to me.  You have to consider
                 the possibility that God doesn't like
                 you, he never wanted you.  In all
                 probability, He hates you.  This is
                 not the worst thing that can happen...

                             JACK
                 It isn't... ?

                             TYLER
                 We don't need him...

                             JACK
                 We don't... ?

     SHOT OF INSIDE ICE CAVE - NAKED MARLA PULLS JACK DOWN ON TOP
     OF HER - JACK KISSES HER - CIGARETTE SMOKE COMES FROM HER
     MOUTH - JACK COUGHS.  RESUME:

                             JACK
                 ... Marla ... ?

                             TYLER
                 Fuck damnation.  Fuck redemption.  We
                 are God's unwanted children, with no
                 special place and no special
                 attention, and so be it.

                             TYLER
                 You can go to the sink and run water
                 over your hand.  Look at me.  Or you
                 can use vinegar to neutralize the
                 burn, but first you have to give up.
                 First, you have to know that someday,
                 you are going to die.  Until you know
                 that, you will be useless.

                             JACK
                 You ... you don't know what this
                 feels like, Tyler.

                             TYLER
                 Congratulations.  You're a step
                 closer to hitting bottom.

Not Cool....

 

Just... No.

Laurence Tureaud

AKA Mr. T! EPITOME OF COOL.

Marlon Brando

The Wild One Trailer

James Dean

Rebel Without A Cause Trailer

Intro and Conclusion

Introduction Paragraph:

“A martini for you this evening Mr. Bond?”

“Not today, toast please, lightly crisped, not burnt.” You don’t usually hear people saying they hate toast or think toast is gross. You don’t hear such words just because toast is something we all grew up with and we all love it. Toast is good; it’s as simple as that. There are reasons as to why toast is such a prestigious commodity; it’s quick and always around, there’s no end to the choice of toppings, and there’s the decision on how you want your toast done. By exploring the general aspects of toast there is the ability to prove why toast is good. How easy is it to make toast?

Conclusion paragraph:

Here we stand at the finale of our toast. A toast to toast some might say. Toast is good and wholesome. Toast has satisfied hungering humans since the dawn of time. Toast has nourished us when we wanted something quick to eat. We've also had the grace to embellish toast with a variety of toppings. We are even able to toast toast to our own preferred point of perfection.

Toast Is Good

You have this sudden pang of hunger in your stomach. You go where anyone would go to fulfill your needs; the kitchen. But as you look around you find nothing but bread, so you make the only thing reasonable and satisfying enough: toast. Toast is a snack food; a light amount of food eaten in a hurry or in between meals. It’s available and quick to make. Those are the very important aspects of snack foods. When it gets down to making other snacks, what can you think of? An apple, sure, or even a bag of chips, but there's nothing as wholeheartedly magnificent as toast. Toast only requires bread and a toaster; so simple a child could handle it. For those of us who are too lazy to make the effort of preparing a meal we look towards toast because it's the easy way out. Toast cannot be eaten just by itself, that’s sacrilege, so it has to have toppings.

I am currently consuming two slices of toast, made just two minutes ago. Now you can’t just eat straight up toast without having any decent toppings on it. Each of these slices of toast has different toppings on them. In the domain of toast there is the possibility of putting on a multitude of different toppings. With my two slices one topping is sweet and one is savory. On my first slice I have a fine layer of butter spread on it and then I smothered it in Lyle’s Golden Syrup. An interesting and peculiar topping it may seem to some people but it’s something I’ve grown up with. Upon the second slice of toast I have just plain peanut butter spread across the surface. Peanut butter on toast is a classic that some of us don’t get tired of. We all may see ourselves as connoisseurs of toast, having years of experience in the matter. There’s an option to toasting your toast to your own personal liking that is very important to all consumers of toast.

You want your toast to be at the most perfect toast level. What in the world would we do if we didn't have the option to change the cooking level of our toast. It would ruin some of our own preferences. Some people love their toast only slightly browned and just crunchy enough to be actually referred to as toast whereas others prefer their toast burnt and dark. With the different levels of how you like your toast done it just perfects the toast experience. Toast is delicious with melted butter on it, but try having bread with melted butter on it, doesn't seem too appealing does it? Overall, it's one of the most perfect options you could have in the world of toast, how you like it done. It's similar to how people like their steak done when the waiter asks them. Burnt to a crisp or just slightly crunchy to the bite. Toasting your toast to perfection is an art.

Synecdoche Definition

noun
a figure of speech in which a part is made to represent the whole or vice verse,
as in Cleveland won by six runs (meaning 'Clevelabd's baseball team').

In Flanders Fields Analysis

This poem follows a beat of 8 along each line until in the second stanza where at the end it has a beat of 4 with the line 'In Flanders Fields'. The poet keeps to this beat 8 for the rest of the poem until the last three verses, which follow a beat of 4. In verse 4 there is mention of larks 'still bravely singing', this line could be personification because singing is a human quality. 'Between the crosses, row on row,' could be a reference to makeshift graves used during the battle for dead soldiers. The first stanza describes the scene, a battle. The second stanza is a memory of previous days to the poet. He describes how he and his comrades are dead and how just a few days ago they were alive and well. The third stanza is the poets way of saying to the next generation 'Do what we could not'.

In Flanders Fields by John McCrae May 1915

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep,
though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

DAY THREE: ANGEL TALKIES

At first, I had liked the story of Gururaj and his nightly travels to go and see the Gurkha, but then the story ended rather strangely in my opinion. Gururaj was a well-to-do editor of a paper and his bright world changes into a dark and nightly world. I thought it was interesting how he would wake up every night to go and see the Gurkha. I liked the Gurkha’s talks of the grapevine and the night watchmen who would share information with each other. It makes you wonder if such things actually happen around this country. The time where Gururaj learned of the truth behind the supposed riots had a shocking experience on him as a character. He eventually learned the truths behind the city of Kittur and it’s leaders and powerful figures. It was a sudden realization behind what Gururaj thought was a great and truthful place. In truth it was corrupt and he couldn’t take that fact. I’ve seen movies and read books that have had a similar scenario, a journalist not being allowed to publish the truth and such. It made me wonder if other newspaper firms covered up major truths such as these or if all governments hid corruption, you can see the corruption here in India of course but how about Western countries? Here in India there’s various cases of corruption on each of the different levels of government, for example if a policeman catches you they’ll want 100 rupees and they’ll leave you alone. A government official is going to jail soon for illegal mining as well. Being here for only 5 or 7 months I’ve noticed that protests are common in the streets here. I really liked the author’s scenes of the ‘nocturnal world’ that Gururaj experienced at night. He’d wake up at 2AM to go and speak to the Gurkha and learn of truths, they eventually became friends but then one night the Gurkha disappeared from his night job.

DAY TWO (CONTINUED): OUR SCHOOL

The story of Shankara and his attempts of bombing his chemistry professor’s classroom were interesting. His whole life he had been under this illusion that everybody looked down on him for being a Hoyka and a mix of Brahmin and Hoyka. He was constantly filled with this anger and he wanted to be seen as something, a moment of fame or a moment of reverence. He hated his father and his mother for being in a lower caste and having such a different caste. Right after the bomb went off, everyone was talking about the criminal. Shankara thought of himself as ‘the god of the morning’. It seemed like he was trying to prove that the lower caste was a force that should not be tolerated with lightly. I find it strange that India has this whole caste system. This story made it seem like everything’s influenced by this caste system, which it probably is. I thought Lasrado was an elaborate character to have as the ‘villain’. He’s a man seen as extremely strict and mean to students because of their constant laughing at his speech impediment. He can’t pronounce words that have the letter ‘f’ in them and instead pronounces them with the letter ‘p’.

The story carries on following a different character this time, Mr. D’Mello, and how he cares greatly for his favorite student, although he sees all other students as fools and teenagers lacking capability. He’s an extremely strict and angry man; he tends to discipline his students through violence and such. It’s slightly off how a teacher like him has a favorite student but their bond is strange. His favorite student is a boy named Girish who is intelligent but wants to do what other kids do like cricket and he doesn’t want to do the quizzes that D’Mello forces on him anymore. I think D’Mello sees an opportunity in Girish that he himself didn’t achieve as a child, the chance the go forward in life.

Day Two (AFTERNOON): LIGHTHOUSE HILL

The main character of this story, Xerox Ramakrishna, is a man who illegally sells photocopied and printed books at a low price. The people who mainly buy his copied books are students from a nearby college. I thought this was an interesting character the author chose to write about. His nickname Xerox is a suitable one because his occupation is to sell copied books. I see Xerox shops all over Bangalore and I also see people selling books on the sidewalks and such. Although some of the meno n the sidewalks are actually selling real books. I was surprised to read that the main character had been arrested twenty-one times; usually the protagonist in books is a fair and honest person. This does make it more interesting to read though and see that the main character had a rough history. I like how, when in jail, Xerox is on good terms with the policemen and jailers. He makes them laugh and entertains them with stories. I thought it was pretty gruesome and sadistic, the way that the lawyer D’Souza and the policeman Ramesh had smashed Xerox’s legs with a metal bar. Although I guess it was a major offense to sell a book titled ‘Satanic Verses’, Xerox didn’t know he was selling it.

'How do I rebel if the corporate world owns everything I think is cool?'

How do I rebel if the corporate world owns everything I think is cool? The corporate world owns everything, ranging from products such as clothing, computers, music, movies, TV stations, and radio stations too. There’s these large companies who are basically ‘merchants of cool’ that own and sell products that teens all over buy because it’s cool. Companies like Disney, Newscorp, Vivendi Universal, Time Warner, and Viacom are out there selling us cool stuff. Although what if we don’t like what’s cool and what’s popular? Or what if we hate the fact that they own it all? Some of us would want to rebel but that’s probably one of the most difficult things to do. We could possibly rebel by liking stuff that’s not owned by the corporate world to start with. There’s also the option of supporting small time companies and underground firms who aren’t as big. I personally go with some of the latest trends but at other times the latest just isn’t cool, some if it’s grotesque.

How would you rebel? One option for rebelling would be to start liking products, ideas, music artists and such that are not owned or influenced by the corporate world, although this is difficult seeing as how the corporate world has their hands on almost everything. It seems near impossible to like something that isn’t owned by them already. It’s rather tough to beat that; I would personally go along with the system and accept that fact that I am part of the corporate system. If I like the corporate world’s system and what they think is cool then I’ll stick with it. For an example on somebody hating on what’s ‘cool’; if a person were to be obsessed with the fact that Windows computers are better than Apple’s Macbooks, they would be going against what is mainstream. Although this may be true, there’s the thought fact he doesn’t like mainstream, he still likes Windows and those are mainstream too. Everything is mainstream. That man would be a hypocrite if he stated that he hates mainstream computers.

Through liking underground products you would be ignoring the large companies and their ‘cool’ factor. Small companies might support underground products and such, which is another way to rebel, ‘supporting the little man’. If miraculously everybody decided to forego there need to buy what’s cool and buy things from all the popular name brands and instead buy from smaller companies then things would fall apart for the corporate world. However the corporate world would most likely adapt to what the smaller companies are producing. Once this happens then again people would change what they like and buy, it’s like a giant loop. This rebellious process would only work for a short-term period of time.

‘The paradox of ‘cool hunting’ is that it kills what it finds.’ – Finding new ideas, new music, new art forms, etc. Multimedia companies such as Viacom, controlling MTV, send out there experts of the sorts to go ‘cool hunting’. Going out and meeting with the common day teenager and finding out what they think is cool; what they wear, what they listen to, and what they do for fun. Indeed I find myself against certain things that are mainstream these days. Such as music, even though in my personal opinion that I have no taste for some of the mainstream music, a lot of it I don’t like just because everybody else likes it. Some of it’s bad; some of it’s just too popular.

Rebelling against the corporate world is possible but it’s difficult, some people rebel just because they want to be difficult and seem different. Teenagers are all different but they’re the same too. If one teen likes something they think is completely there’s alone, then there’s most likely going to be others who like it too. You can’t keep things underground and secret, so eventually the corporate world will find out about it and then, all other teenagers find it too. Thus making it uncool. In my opinion there’s no point in rebelling because there will always be cool things and there will always be the time where those things become too drawn out and tired out because the corporate world just abuses it’s coolness too much.