Making Paper

On one of our final classes we were taken over to Harder Hall where we got to make our own paper for printing. This was one of the coolest things I’ve done in foundations.The process we used was very cool. We took crushed and ground fibers (including recycled paper) and added them to water, making a murky semi/thick paste. We then took screens and pulled through the water so only the fibers were stuck on the screen. We would then press the screen onto another sheet where the condensed fibers would stick, then added another sheet on top of this. Once the stack has a substantial amount of paper we took it to a hydraulic press and pressed the paper with 1-2 tons until a lot of water was extruded. We removed the paper and put them on dry racks to let them dry.

When I got to pick up my paper I really liked it. The way the paper feels in your hand is so different and it also feels like its yours.



I was moved into a new group so I had to learn what they did for the teach-ins. The group I joined made bath bombs so they decided to do a play off the senses. With the bath bombs it was smell and feel so they decided they wanted to do something with color.

So for our new group we decided to do a color war and add smoke bombs. A group next to us that included a lot of my good friends were doing their project where they had a giant water balloon fight. At first as a joke we were going to sneak up on them with our colored powder and throw it at them, but we thought that might be rude. Instead we talked to them and decided it would be a cool idea to combine our two groups

The preparation for the water balloon/color fight was almost as much fun as the fight itself. For five and a half hours we sat in the sun filling water balloons outside of Cohen. We had to have waisted 50+ balloons just in trying to soak each other. Every time one of our friends would pass, they would end up hanging around and goofing off until we had almost 10 people there taking turns filling and tying the balloons. By the end of it we had over 700 balloons and 100+ cups of color.


My friend Mary-Hall and I after the color fight.


Dexter was another one of the group members


These are just some of the participants IMG_8565

These were all of the members of our joined group. From the left, Carolynn Fridley, Becky Hunt, Henri Roque, Sophie Davidson  (ME), Madison Muehl, Dexter Pardon, Nick Buffington, and Hannah West.

Teach-in Class REIMAGINED

For our reimagined class that we taught, we went with the idea of an interactive display. The thing we originally taught how to make flower crowns, SO WE MADE A GIANT FLOWER CROWN. We thought the best way to get people interested was to make a giant crown that people could go up and change the flowers and the order that they go in.

Since it was much bigger we chose to make the circle part of the crown with twisted brown paper. We had to get a drill gun to twist it fast enough and tape the end where the bit would go. There were no ribbons large enough so we took paper steamers and wrapped them around to create the ribbon look.

This was all in a large scale, so we couldn’t use the small fake flowers that we bought, so we made our own flowers. We took tissue paper and cut them up into squares and cut down wooden dowels. We piled up the tissue paper in a colorful order and crinkled them around the wooden dowels and taped them so that they spread out and looked like flowers. Instead of taping these down to the crown we kept them separate.

This still had to be interactive and the flowers needed to be removed and put back on so we needed to come up with a way to keep them attached. Rubber bands turned out to be a solution to this problem. By wrapping them around the crown we could stick them in and out without anything falling apart.

The next day in class, people were at first hesitant to go up and change the order but once one person went up, everyone went up.



Teach-in Class

I was put into a group that already had something to teach. So my teaching project was just as much me learning as well. In a group with 3 other people we were making flower crowns with wire, tape, fake flowers, ribbon, and a good attitude. This consisted of a few steps:

  1. Taking a thin wire and measuring it to the sizes of our heads, and then getting second wire to wrap around the first wire to make it more sturdy for the flowers.
  2. Picking out the flowers you want and put them in the desired order that you would want your crown to have.
  3. One by one you tape the flowers (by the stem) onto the wire crown in your order.
  4. Wrap the ribbon around the wire in a circular matter so that it covers the wire, the tape and stems. Keep wrapping until you have made it completely around the crown and can tie it off to the other end of the ribbon.
  5. Get extra ribbon and tie them on to the back to create the tail.

Whala! You have a beautiful flower crown. This seemed to be a very popular teaching table. Everyone who stopped seemed to have a great time.

Black out Poems, The Sophie Davidson Story

In the nature of art we end up copying a lot of other things that artists do. So we took an even deeper step in and created poems sole out of things that other people have already written.

My poem was from one of my favorite books to read in small moments of pastime: The Darwin awards. This is a book of stupid people doing stupid things, and being lucky enough to have someone close by enough to document it.

My Poem is on the introduction page to the chapter of Alcoholic mishaps, and reads as so….

Alcohol plays devoted,

Get ready saliva….

A beer filled condom


Human Evolution

We had a set of requirements that we had to do with our text, so here they are.

  1. Copy and distribute it to 30 people.

My idea was to send my poem over text, because I wanted to send it to people not at lfred, and to have the people actually read it.  To prove this wasn’t just a half-ass attempt to get the project done fast I took it a little further. I sent the text to over 75 people, without an explanation and documented what they said. The outcome is hilarious…

My number one person to drunk text.
Deep thoughts…



Peoples thoughts on family


Friends who didn’t want to put up with my random shit
Someone who was in a bad mood.
More deep thoughts
People who had better things to do
Someones thoughts on me
Im not even sure…
My mothers response.

IMG_7696Peoples approval IMG_7705


IMG_7718IMG_7721IMG_7723IMG_7722The last one is my favorite because it was a friend who thought I had heard an embarrassing story about him. This led to be crying laughing and finding a video. Needless to say, it wasn’t exactly appropriate to put online.

Over all I had 43 responses to the 75 texts I sent out. It was a crazy funny experience, with a very worried call from my dad.

2) Wear it around for the day:

Since my poem was about condoms and drinking I wrote it on a condom and attached it to a necklace. It was a fairly gross experience, ending with lube on my neck.

3) Write it publicly in a material that disappears almost immediately.

While working earlier in the week one of my friends used the idea of writing the poem on a dollar bill, because that is truly something that disappears immediately. I wanted to use something in the same sense rather then something that washes away. So I picked paper towels, because anytime you need them, they are never there.

4) Shout and whisper it publicly

This I just went around and asked my friends to whisper and shout my poem, which was quite uncomfortable for some. I tried to upload the videos but it wouldn’t take the URL.

5) Turn it into an object and place it in a public space.

One of the key phrases in my poem is “a beer-filled condom” so I literally made a beer filled condom, minus the beer.

6) Hide it, bury, destroy, or let it go…

The condom I filled with water to look like beer I wrote on.



Messages to the Aliens

If I were an alien, what would I want to know about a possible new planet?

As a class we sent out what we would want to know. We wrote on pieces of paper and sent them out with balloons. My message was “We are aliens from Earth, just saying HI”

We then turned the messages into pictures, so that anyone could see them and try to figure it out.

I however found my true calling, training to be a balloon master. While training behind my glorious balloon masters Brett and Meagan I got to help set up our vessels for our messages. This was the HIGHLIGHT OF MY ENTIRE WEEK. I have since then decided to drop out of art school and train in Warszawa, Poland, the balloon capitol of the world.


Henri, Maddi and I preparing for our fateful launch.


Maddi’s and my balloons bumping into each other.


Our launch site, along with others, on top of Tera Cotta.


My message to the aliens.


The Focus

What are some of the possible ideas that came out of your research, how and what did you decide to focus on? My partner and I decided on creating a game that we could play on the line that is all related to the line. I think the reason we (or at least I) decided to make it game was because I was having a hard time having fun on the line, and I wanted to have a personal way to enjoy the line project.

How do your ideas relate to the project you are creating?  Everything in our game had a basis within the line, for example;

  • At one point on working on the line I took plates and wrote things I hated about the line and threw them at a tree because I was upset. Because breaking that much glass could be harmful to the environment as well as to ourselves we chose to hit apples.
  • Throughout the line we have had to document things about the line, so instead we had the line document things on us by wearing white and seeing what we got on ourselves
  • The painting that you had to do at the first base was from the things that we have already experienced on the line.
  • The haiku was also about the line or the game.

Document your Project in Process, take a photo every day (or every hour, etc.) and describe its evolution. 

This was one of the only time lapse videos we took, mostly because the work that we put into it was spread over a week and then one HUGE event on Sunday.

Is your idea changing over the course of the project?  How? I do think our idea changed a little bit of the coarse of the week just based on the limitations that were set up. We started up having the ‘stadium’ half in the forest and half in the field, but when we got out to our section of the line we realized that there was a barbed wire fence that separated the two as well as there being not a clear space to put it up. Another thing we had to change over the coarse of the week was getting rid of the bag that you were supposed to jump in to get to each of the bases. It would have been to difficult to jump on such uneven ground.

What interests you most about The Line? Are you looking at the world differently?  What do you want to communicate to others about your experience? I had a VERY difficult experience on the line. I didn’t enjoy the extreme documenting of it, as well as having to convey all the things you experienced through I blog post. I feel that it loses personality by trying to fit everything about it onto a computer screen. While I did have negative feelings about it, I did have some very good times on it, as well as made some pretty cool friends. Having a common thing to deal with let us connect to each other as well as relate to the upperclassmen. I also learned not to take advantage of my time, when it should be spent trying to broaden the spectrum for my future as an artist.