Diary of a Security Guard | Creative Expression

Wednesday November 19th 2014

3:42 P.M

Gallery 225-Vincent VanGough

I smell the scent of Ben-gay. A group of visitors entered I observed them dressed in all black. Slender and slick in appearance all of them looking similar and had identical mannerisms when walking and standing.  The woman in martial arts jackets with a large patches on the back.The fabric was satin with a yellow-gold trim.

I walked closer to make my presence in the Gallery, and to watch them.

My job is mostly observing. I observe the observers looking at the art. So I guess I people watch for a living.

But silence I feel is our best tool of professionalism.

I think of them as a gang of Korean ninjas smelling like ben-gay. Or this is how they appeared to me.

Friday November 21st 2014-10:40 A.M.

Post 233 b

I sit and watch you. Your hair seems to give you a ” I just woke up look,”  It is so curly and fun. I guess the way your hair looks makes me think your tired. I don’t bother chatting, so I sit.

Doodling in my trusty notebook. Writing things I think.


So after a quick google search of Jill Magid, my perspective she is a photo journalist. I have not seen other exhibits or works by her other than the work displayed in Eyes on the Street.

She is obsessed with systems of power. Building personal, intimate relationships with particularly surveillance systems that are able to watch her.

Saturday November 22nd 2014

11:03 AM

Post 8

This gallery is cold. Not just in the sense of temperature but the art is cold. Cold meaning the style and the time period. Renaissance and the Baroque periods in time when cameras were not yet available to capture a moment in time.

Great painters like Gerard ter Borch. Artists with the ability to paint realistically capturing people in their environments. Amazing how each portrait hanging tells a story.

I’m staring at the painting “The Music Party” by Gerard ter Borch (Dutch, b.1617, d.1681).  Depicting three young teenagers around a piano. A female sits to play as the boys gaze at her from the other side of the piano. She is wearing a yellow silk dress with white fur on the sleeves and collar. The Renaissance dress is embellished with gems and rhinestones. During this time period music gave teens a chance to engage with teens of the opposite sex often as a way of courtship.

My radio goes off and my earpiece starts muffling static as I turn it down.

Its time for the security check, but I am still standing in front of the painting.

I am so close I could lick the glass in the frame.  I am so intrigued with his ability to paint silk, so real. Its like I can feel the silk oozing out of the painting and on to my skin. Each tiny brush stroke capturing the soft, fluff of the fur.

Could I really have just lost myself in a painting for an hour?

For information on this artist click on links below.

Sources are listed below.

The Music Party by Gerard ter Borchhttp://www.cincinnatiartmuseum.org/art/collection/collections/?u=6036675



Author: K. Ryan

My name is Krysta Ryan and I am a student at Ashford University seeking a bachelor's degree in Journalism and a bachelor's degree Mass Communication. I am from Cincinnati Ohio in which my professional experiences include Executive Management within the nonprofit sector and worked as a Social Media Manager which allowed me to gain a working knowledge of writing for newer digital platforms.

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