Monday, November 19, 2012
Friday, November 16, 2012
Post Secret
My audience is anyone who is looking for a good laugh.I cut out a picture from a magazine to show my secret. It made my secret seem more violent and evil than if my secret wasn't posted.
Friday, November 9, 2012
Peer Review Paper 3
I think the ad pitch peer review was the most beneficial review to helping write my essay. By pitching to the entire class I was able to get advice from everyone in the class rather than one person. It gave me creative ideas and more information to provide in my essay.
Friday, November 2, 2012
Spoof Ad
This image symbolizes the effects of eating Mcdonald's. Mcdonald's advertises its customers using their famous logo of the golden arches. In this spoof ad, the golden arches of Mcdonalds are seen on a heart monitor, displaying the heart beat of a patient during what seems to be open heart surgery. This image shows how the consumption of Mcdonalds fast food, leads to unhealthy outcomes. The image has a blue color fixture, giving off a type of dark and gloomy feeling. The golden arches stand out in the picture, that give an intense image arguing that Mcdonalds is to blame for the patient's dangerous surgery. This ad gets its point across in a strong manner, and can open the eyes to many customers who go to Mcdonalds on a regular basis.
Wednesday, October 31, 2012
Advertisement response
The advertisement on the first page of my Sports Illustrated magazine is trying to influence the audience to buy the new Nissan Pathfinder. They pursuade the audience to believe that with 5,000 lbs of towing the Pathfinder provides, the SUV can tow a heavy load. In the advertisement, the Pathfinder towed a portable tailgating grill, to provide the perfect set up for fans before the University of Michigan football game. It is trying to show football fans that the car is essential for any tailgating experience.
Monday, October 29, 2012
Short Story
Mike Henning was a normal kid growing up in a middle class family, in New York City. He was raised by two uptight parents, who were constantly on top of everything that Mike did. Since he was a kid, his parents hovered over him watching his every move, guiding him in the predetermined path that they chose for him. From a young age they stressed that Mike play an instrument and they told him to play the violin. To Mike's luck, he was born with talent, that surpassed anyone else his age. Mike had no choice or say in if he even wanted to play the instrument, but since he was brought up with playing the violin, forced by his parents, he did not know better that he has free will. As he grew into his collegiate years, his musical talent landed him in the state of the art music school in time square New York City. There he was with other students who had the same talent he did, playing different instruments. Mike realized as a kid he had no choice but to be on this path of music, and started to question whether he really belonged in this school. Sure he loved music, and was grateful that he had such a talent, but he always felt like he could use these talents in a different way. Being brought up on listening to classical music, consisting of orchestras, jazz bands, you name it, he never was shown alternative types of music like hip hop, rap, and electronic. Now on his own in the streets of New York, he had an opportunity to explore other types of music. During nights, he visited the the clubs, where crowds of people dressed in a ll sorts of neon colors, jumped around going crazy to the music being played in the background. It rang loud noises, with different beats playing at the same time, simultaneously bringing a rhythmic harmony together as a whole. It was catchy to Mike, as he started dancing silly with everyone else in the club. Adrenaline was rushing through his veins, as the crowd jumped up and down enjoying this music to the fullest. It was the first time he had ever heard this kind of music and he thought it was awesome. This music was so foreign to Mike, however, he was able to decipher the electronic notes coming from the speakers, understanding how the music producer added all the different sounds in the music to make a single track to play. After enjoying the night at the club, Mike had a discovered a new found love for music. Instead of playing the violin, Mike wanted to turn his talents into making the music he had found to be his calling. The next day, he called his parents telling them about this new found passion of music he has fallen for. He thought they would be ecstatic to hear such exciting news. Contrary to his perspective, his parents were outraged. They told him they did not send him to school to learn some garbage music, instead to be educated in the beautiful, normal music of the violin. Mike was so upset. He could not believe his parents were ashamed of him for loving this type of music.
Mike Henning was a normal kid growing up in a middle class family, in the suburbs of New York . He was raised by two uptight parents, who were constantly on top of everything that Mike did. Since he was a kid, his parents hovered over him watching his every move, guiding him in the predetermined path that they chose for him. From a young age they stressed that Mike play an instrument, as he was forced to play the violin. To Mike's luck, he was born with musical talent that surpassed anyone else his age. Mike had no choice or say as to if he even wanted to play the instrument, but since he was brought up with playing the violin, forced by his parents, he thought that every kids' parent forced them to do certain things. He did not know better. As he grew into his collegiate years, after doing tons of recitals, shows, and concerts, his musical talent landed him in the state of the art music school, Juliard, in New York City. There, he was surround by other students who had the same musical talent he did, each playing different instruments. Looking around this school, he saw many kids holding different types of instruments that he had never seen before. He saw how there are so many instruments that a musician can learn to play. Mike realized as a kid he had no choice but to be on this path of music, and started to question whether he really belonged in this school for being a violinist. Sure he loved music, and was grateful that he had such a talent, but he always felt like he could use these talents in a different way. Being brought up on listening to classical music, consisting of orchestras, jazz bands, you name it, he never was shown alternative types of music like hip hop, rap, and electronic. Now on his own in the streets of New York, he had an opportunity to explore other cultures and different types of music. He was always attached to classical music, so in his free time he visited jazz clubs, and orchestra recitals. After a few weeks of visiting the same clubs, he started to get bored with listening to the same music over and over! He wanted to finally explore the diverse city of New York. One night, he visited the the clubs, where crowds of people dressed in a ll sorts of neon colors, jumped around going crazy to the music being played in the background. It rang loud noises, with different beats playing at the same time, simultaneously bringing a rhythmic harmony together as a whole. It was catchy to Mike, as he started dancing silly with everyone else in the club. Adrenaline was rushing through his veins, as the crowd jumped up and down enjoying this music to the fullest. It was the first time he had ever heard this kind of music and he thought it was awesome. This music was so foreign to Mike, however, he was able to decipher the electronic notes coming from the speakers, understanding how the music producer added all the different sounds in the music to make a single track to play. After enjoying the night at the club, Mike had a discovered a new found love for music. Instead of playing the violin, Mike wanted to turn his talents into making the music he had found to be his calling. The next day, he called his parents telling them about this new found passion of music he has fallen for. He thought they would be ecstatic to hear such exciting news. Contrary to his perspective, his parents were outraged. They told him they did not send him to school to learn some garbage music, instead to be educated in the beautiful, normal music of the violin. Mike was so upset. He could not believe his parents were ashamed of him for loving this type of music.
Mike Henning was a normal kid growing up in a middle class family, in the suburbs of New York . He was raised by two uptight parents, who were constantly on top of everything that Mike did. Since he was a kid, his parents hovered over him watching his every move, guiding him in the predetermined path that they chose for him. From a young age they stressed that Mike play an instrument, as he was forced to play the violin. To Mike's luck, he was born with musical talent that surpassed anyone else his age. Mike had no choice or say as to if he even wanted to play the instrument, but since he was brought up with playing the violin, forced by his parents, he thought that every kids' parent forced them to do certain things. He did not know better. As he grew into his collegiate years, after doing tons of recitals, shows, and concerts, his musical talent landed him in the state of the art music school, Juliard, in New York City. There, he was surround by other students who had the same musical talent he did, each playing different instruments. Looking around this school, he saw many kids holding different types of instruments that he had never seen before. He saw how there are so many instruments that a musician can learn to play. Mike realized as a kid he had no choice but to be on this path of music, and started to question whether he really belonged in this school for being a violinist. Sure he loved music, and was grateful that he had such a talent, but he always felt like he could use these talents in a different way. Being brought up on listening to classical music, consisting of orchestras, jazz bands, you name it, he never was shown alternative types of music like hip hop, rap, and electronic. Now on his own in the streets of New York, he had an opportunity to explore other cultures and different types of music. He was always attached to classical music, so in his free time he visited jazz clubs, and orchestra recitals. After a few weeks of visiting the same clubs, he started to get bored with listening to the same music over and over! He wanted to finally explore the diverse city of New York. One night, he visited the the clubs, where crowds of people dressed in a ll sorts of neon colors, jumped around going crazy to the music being played in the background. It rang loud noises, with different beats playing at the same time, simultaneously bringing a rhythmic harmony together as a whole. It was catchy to Mike, as he started dancing silly with everyone else in the club. Adrenaline was rushing through his veins, as the crowd jumped up and down enjoying this music to the fullest. It was the first time he had ever heard this kind of music and he thought it was awesome. This music was so foreign to Mike, however, he was able to decipher the electronic notes coming from the speakers, understanding how the music producer added all the different sounds in the music to make a single track to play. After enjoying the night at the club, Mike had a discovered a new found love for music. Instead of playing the violin, Mike wanted to turn his talents into making the music he had found to be his calling. The next day, he called his parents telling them about this new found passion of music he has fallen for. He thought they would be ecstatic to hear such exciting news. Contrary to his perspective, his parents were outraged. They told him they did not send him to school to learn some garbage music, instead to be educated in the beautiful, normal music of the violin. Mike was so upset. He could not believe his parents were ashamed of him for loving this type of music.
Sunday, October 21, 2012
Peer Review
My peer review went very well on friday. I got the information I needed to help better my essay. I was unsure as to how I could beef up my essay to meet the requirements for it being 7 pages, and got the constructive criticism to get to the main idea of the essay. I was confident in my sentence structure, but I needed to change the main concept of the essay. Overall the peer review was a great success.
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