post 3: "The Little Street"

Johannes Vermeer, The Little Street, 1658

The painting, "The Little Street", by Jogannes Vermeer is an oil painting that was created in 1658. This painting have a building on the street. The street is not crowd or anything, but two people in the doorway doing their task. From the painting, the street might be very old and historical because the buildings are ruinous. The cracks on the building, hollow windows, no doors in the doorway, and no ray of light express the feeling of emptiness. So, this painting is named "The Little Street" because it gives out a feeling of emptiness. However, the background shows the clear sky and other buildings' roof which tells me that it is a town. Yet, I think that this might be the ONLY street that is empty rather than other streets are filled with laughters and enjoyments.

Why is there only two people in this painting? Are they the only people on this street? What type of people are they? How do they live? Is this town always like this?

post 2: race and gender criticism

In the article, "race and gender criticism" was about the criticism that artists receive. Artists' artwork were view base upon their race and gender. For example, women or non-white had stereotypes which gave artist no recognition. So, art was all about their perspectives. Art criticism also includes western art. Viewers discriminate non-western art because they feel that it is "strange". However, when i critique other people's art, i do not care whether who are the artists. The most important part is that the artwork is a meaningful piece of its purpose. So, i do not think critique should be base upon race, gender or anything.

What do you think about criticism?
How do you feel if someone gave you a criticism base upon your race or gender?

my very first art experience

My first memory that i started to experienced art was when i was at elementary school. At elementary school, i started painting, and drawing. I loved to color. As a child, i was never inspired in art yet. However, when i was in eighth grade, i applied for an art institute. This art insititute provided many opporunity for me to find my way in art. I also found my purpose of doing art becuase this art insititute gave me an inspiration to continue exploring art. I think, this was the timing when i experienced REAL art because i used art tools and met some artist teachers. These art tools were very useful in artwork, and i learned a lot of art skills. Many of the artist teachers brought us on field trips around the city and invited some artists to talk to us. In the art institute, there is an important duty and responsibility for the finally art piece that would be hanged in their galleries. I felt like an artist, and i would not forget this experience.