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experience of the painting begins by pulling your eyes toward the blue sky in the top left corner. The clouds in the sky fade downward into a thick forest with a small pond in the in the bottom right. It brings your eyes to the bottom right corner as you see a woman floating leisurely in the water. But this image slowly fades to her floating among the stars in the…

With that being said, I imagine the the work would have some type of physical texture from the way the paint dried. This work is an oil painting. The different paints seem as if they swirl within each other, especially in the water and sky. Pattern: Pattern is more clear through the way the work was painted, as opposed to obvious repetitive patterns. The work loosely reminds me of Vincent Van Gogh's works. The style is similar to his Starry Night, where each brush stroke is clear, and…

Soldier Prologue Moonlight shines down on a clearing not far from the forest's edge. It's a calm night, with the nocturnal creatures performing their nightly symphony. Fog begins to tiptoe around the treeline, tentatively feeling its way among the tree trunks. A breeze whirls the fog and blows wispy clouds in front of the moon. As the light begins to dissipate, the fog slowly creeps through the grass and wind its way higher up the trees. The branches dance in the wind until the clearing is…

Stepping off of the warm, smooth boardwalk taking off your sneakers and setting them nicely on the boardwalk. Your feet are now bare and the sun is beating down on us as you step into the sand. You get excited and jump into the sand burning your feet and retreating back onto the boardwalk ramp. The boardwalk was never this hot, you think. You then see the ocean, looking nice and cool and a sudden burst of confidence runs through you as you take your time stepping off of the boardwalk and into…

This piece by Jennifer Steinkamp, displays various flowers and plants that are animated inside a cubic frame. The flowers and plants periodically collide with each other and the edges of the frame, breaking apart into seeds, twigs, leaves, and petals in an endless loop. There is an array of colors being used in this piece. The flowers range from red poppies, to yellow and pink tulips, and a various purple and white wildflowers and green vines and stems. The blue flowers bring a sense of calmness…

that is not very clear, but it appears to be a very small boat with a civilian raising their hands to the sky. There are also multiple darker waves that stick out from the white, calm waves that crash against the city. The first waves reach the city and the buildings begin to crumble into the sea. There are also people standing on top of a building that appear to be raising their hands to the sky as if asking for the destruction to stop. The lightning bolt that strikes down the city is one…

Robins are a beautiful bird and you can see them in the springtime. I wanted to write this because I have a robin’s nest in my backyard. I also like how gentle robins look. The American Robin’s size is about 9 to 11 inches long, a wingspan of about 14 to about 16 in long, and weight is 2 ⅓ to 3 ounces. The Robins communicate by usually singing to each other and other forms of communication. The bird can fly very fast at 20 to 36 miles per hour. They fly faster when they are migrating then flying…

from Andy, the local astronomer, who studied the stars because there was nothing else to do in Calm City. He called General Hardcore Hanley, “General!” he excitedly screamed. “I have just spotted bright lights dancing back and forth across the night sky,” Andy went on. “The brilliant blueish brownish lights bobbed up and down like erratic yo-yos barely touching the tops of the buildings below. What do we do? Oh, what do we do?” Andy yelped. The second call was made by…

As I looked up into the vast, empty nothingness dotted with sparkling and surreal spots that encompassed us like a warm, fuzzy blanket of hope, I pondered at its perfection; a pitch-black curtain draped over the sky. The warped, cumbersome conformation of the stars speckled and danced along the outer fibers of the curtain, bursting against the blackness. I felt its throb in my mind; a slow pulsating beat of curiosity. An inescapable, unending, unexplainable call in pursuit of a complete…

not stop once in awhile, you will never see that opportunity that faces you. My last ski run of the day gave me opportunity to see beauty in the world and showed me that I have someone watching over me. The snow is falling and the clouds cover the sky in grey as if there was a forest fire on the other side of the mountain. The…