Teen Art Council at the Museum? What I've Been Up To

Good morning, town! (Not pictured: me freezing in front of the entrance, forgetting where the side entrance was)

Walking along the busy streets! 

Or are they busy? Hmm...

Great news, everyone: I'm not dead! The reasons for my almost month long absence can be deduced as the usual status quo of school taking up most of my time, but while I was gone from the online world, my endeavors in the real world have taken quite an interesting turn all thanks to some events that transpired this past January.

Around the weekend of the Women's March, my brother and I decided to take a photography class at a museum in town. I remember pursuing on the museum's website and stumbling across a teen art council. The concept sounded amazing, working with other artists within a fifty mile radius and collaborating on projects towards the museum. The deadline for submissions into the program had surpassed, so I decided to table the opportunity until the upcoming school year rolled around. I entered into other programs, prepared my application, and fulfilled all of my requirements. There was an interview process involved with all of this, as a large application pool applied. The moment I got back from homecoming did I check my email and scheduled a time to interview the following week.

My experience with interviews have been lukewarm, since I had done them twice before: once, as a freshman who couldn't get the teen advisory board position at the library since I had been too young to drive, and twice, applying to Summit Media as an unpaid intern, although this one did not count as most of the interview was through email. Tuesday or Thursday afternoon, a car dropped me off and the interview process began.

The interview was not as daunting as I thought it would! The director of the program introduced herself, and we sat for twenty minutes discussing future plans after high school, alongside the various art forms we both immersed ourselves in and were willing to try out. It was mostly the two of us in the middle of the forum, flailing over the displays and referring to one another as "young grasshopper." I got thrown off for a bit because the director seemed a lot like Abbiee (by the way she talks and addresses everyone), so for the first several minutes I was thrown into a loop. The only part I worried over was the interviewer scribbling down some notes onto her clipboard, but it's common procedure, I suppose.


An image within an image within an image?

We have to just do two.

Why not try three? Why not go any further and try... Nine?

After the interview, I didn't hear back. 

I waited.

And waited some more.

I waited for two weeks, and I started to get a bit anxious that I didn't get in-- however, after emailing to check things back, it was official that I got in! There were three other Abby's in the program, and emailing all three of us got rather confusing.

A slight disclaimer: most of my art revolves around writing, alongside performance art, and while I've divulged into the visual arts, it's not a strong suit of mine. So, once we were instructed during one of our meetings that we would draw in pen and use a water brush for blending, the words somewhat mushed together. I tried my best to draw the birds in the museum the best I could, but they ended up looking discombobulated with strange proportions and awkward shading pages. Everyone else had gorgeous etches and discussed the properties of coquille paper so eloquently, it was hard to keep up. I remember leaving the first meeting feeling incredibly curious but also very daunted.

One of (three) pianos in the space. They've been played so much, some of the exterior white coating chipped off. They're also VERY out of tune.

I don't really know what the exhibit was for this piece, but it had something to do with a revisit of childhood, as much as I can tell...

Are those, gasp, CD-ROMS? Why yes, yes they are.

Old stage lights!

When I returned, however, our class got introduced to the neatest thing by a guest artist: fractals. Fractals are images that are constantly on repeat, such as a room surrounded by mirrors; the image never ceases. As probably guessed from the above images, we stacked old Mac computers on top of each other, and, through a series of wires and cameras, allowed for the images to produce on the screens. It was hilarious, as the director stepped in front of the projector and danced around.

"Hey!" I screamed. "This isn't a music video!"

"Or is it?" she replies. The room we were in, a large open studio in the middle of an art mall (yes, such a thing exists) was wide open and almost empty except for the stacks of miscellaneous theatre items from an art house I used to work with. The guest artist and the director let us traverse through the piles to discover items from three out of tune pianos all the way down to bicycles with a buggy and a radio attached to the front. Note to self: never honk the bicycle horn really loud unless you want everyone's attention on you.

What could a buggy be doing down here? None of us were really sure...

Radio on a bike? #thenewfuture


"Did the Narnian lamp post get uprooted again?"


Hawkins Middle AV, jealous, perhaps?

Cash register ft. miniature sticky notes inside the buttons.

You got to "C" all of these "CDs!" Gosh, that was such a cringey pun...

More open spaces.

Hello, ancient Apple computer I haven't used since elementary.

Childhood exhibition, part two?

Immerse yourself in art.

After returning back to the museum, our group huddled inside the auditorium and learned about how to set up fractals digitally through a long-haul coding process. One funny thing that happened was when the guest artist asked everyone what images they wanted as a fractal overlay, and everyone screamed to go with Tiny Kitchen videos. And I kid you not, a fractal featuring a Tiny Kitchen video on how to make lasagna projected itself onto the board.

The next meeting isn't for another month, which I'm absolutely heartbroken over, but several events, such as an local and state film festival are taking place, but I'm incredibly excited to see what happens next! As long as I don't have too much paint on my clothes...

Projector fractals!

Oh, we did more than just using triangle shapes for these... although they awfully remind one of the 

Projector lights just because.

Isn't the museum hallway pretty?

Aren't fractals pretty? If you were under the tutelage of the museum, what kinds of art forms would you like to explore? Have you ever done interviews (and are they scary? Or not)? Let me know in the comments below!


  1. That looks like QUITE the experience. Seems fun. :)

  2. Ahhh! That sounds so cool Abby!

    1. It’s one of my favorite things to do!!! One of the best ways for me to de stress. xD

      xoxo Abigail Lennah

  3. This looks so cool! I hope you had fun. :)

    1. I’ve had tons of fun. In fact, if you see my end of the year post, you can see my pop art I made!!!

      xoxo Abigail Lennah

  4. Wow, it looks like you had a lot of fun!

  5. Great photos (as per usual) and that looks so cool!

    Lexie x

    1. You’re always the best, Lexie. ^.^

      xoxo Abigail Lennah

  6. The only interview I ever did was with my Mom, for a Jouranlism assignment (that was the elective I took in ninth grade). It wasn't scary at all, since, well...she was my mom.
    I personally would like to explore...EVERYTHING. E V E R Y T H I N G.

    1. Haha, at least it wasn’t scary for you! If my parents interviewed me, they would definitely end up being able to separate their feelings of me as their daughter versus me as the interviewee. And exploring everything would be awesome. >.<

      xoxo Abigail Lennah


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