The characteristic silence of the audience was shattered.
The speech bubble reminded me of returning home for Christmas break this year to my family who had continued life without me. I secretly hoped I wouldn’t miss anything going on in our suburban town or within the walls of our four-bedroom home, but not all wishes come true.
As printed in the Warhol booklet, “everybody becomes a celebrity” through the method of capturing portraits with a Polaroid camera.
This class has been a "first" for me in many ways as I have experienced performances and discussions that I have had nowhere else.
The volume and change in pitch made me jump out of my seat, as it was unexpected. It was like I had just turned the corner at a Haunted House and even though no scream came from my mouth, my body language suggested that I was definitely surprised.
So I went in as a blank slate.
The show was bizarre.
Rather than revealing something that would make the audience less impressed, this thin white bar allowed the jumper to jump higher, display his tricks and make the audience laugh louder.
It's really all about perspective.
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