For my major project, I knew I wanted to do something related to people, strangers, and faces.
I want to create an artwork that illustrates all of the different people have met in Paris that stuck out to me. I feel like people and relationships with people are what you remember most out of anything. You may remember a setting or a place vaguely but the thing that you connect with the most is people
So, through this artwork, I will try to remember, even if vaguely, all the faces of the strangers that I met in Paris at some point in my stay there that had somewhat of an impact on me, or that I simply have them in my mind.
I want to create a collage: either digital or analog (still undecided), or a painting/ illustration in which I will try to recreate these faces from my memory.
I haven’t work with paper and paint in a very long time so I think this is what I will go with. I also think that the flow of my hand on paper is better than on screen for me to recreate an image in my mind freely.
Also, since I cannot be physically in Paris, working from my memory is probably the best option for me for this project.
Some of the people I want to illustrate:
- A homeless woman that used to live outside of my apartment in first year at Parsons. She always seemed so happy, had her earphones in, and would sing and dance all the time. She would also greet any passer-by and her character really stuck to me. I sometimes find myself still thinking about her (even after two years).
- An old woman in a short sparkly silver dress with glitter and heels once came into the metro that I was on. She appeared to be drunk and poor but I have never seen a beggar dressed like that before. She wouldn’t just ask for money like any beggar, she just stood there and people couldn’t help but look at her so whenever someone looked she said: “looking at me isn’t free, that will be 5 euros!”.
- A large, muscular man with long hair and tattoos was standing in an RER next to me shouting at the phone. I thought he was very intimidating. Then, he came to sit next to me and realized I was Egyptian and he was half Egyptian as well and we talked all the way from the airport until we reached Paris and he turned out to be very kind and sweet. ( which I did not expect at all!).
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