Hue

Description Nocturne: Blue and Gold Old Battersea Bridge is an oil on canvas painting by the talented nineteenth century artist, James Abbott McNeil Whistler. At first glance, one notices the simple yet elegant nature of this painting. The focus in this piece is put on the Thames River and the Battersea Bridge since they are at the forefront of the painting. This art work encompasses the beauty of the Thames River during night time, hence the use of the word "nocturne" in the naming of this…

Frost depicts time in such a way that it is obscured and inconspicuous through the use of dictions and techniques such as metaphor and imagery. His poem possesses a substantial amount of the elements of time that relates in with every moment one have experienced from life to death. The importance of time is also expressed as Frost living at a rather transitional time from traditional to contemporary, reflecting an evolution of the society and the ways of how modernism is viewed and perceived…

squeaked rhetorically, elbowing the flooring and bringing himself upright. "You're nothing without me! Nothing!" Jack looked horrendously shackled to the floor and fully defeated. His hypnotic gaze had somewhat subsided to a very unnatural hazelnut hue and his face was drawing long breaths of strenuous pulses. Even so, David was sure that he still wanted to see his plan through to the end, regardless of his diminishing condition. "The world would be better off without your family", Isaac briskly…

swirling across the entire canvas, or would it have light pastels, boxed and cut into stacked, organized sections? Assuming that you will change, as all people do, (though maybe not at the same pace) do you think you’ll be able to recognize your own hues in 30 years? What about 5? It’s surprising how so many things can happen in such a short span of time, and it seems to pass so quickly. It’s been a year and a half since I last saw him. At the time I got that call, I was only concerned with…

We have the same deficiency of self-confidence concerns when our teeth are yellow, brown or any other hues of the rainbow. Although it is an entirely natural thing that happens over time, many feel that it shows neglect on our part or bad habits. Maximum folks feel like there is nothing they can do about it. However, there are heaps of teeth whitening possibilities…

Discovery is a multifaceted concept which for some dictates their entire life. The documentary Frank Hurley: The Man Who Made History by Simon Nasht and the graphic novel The Arrival by Shaun Tan are both examples of this. The journey is the means for a seeker to find what he wants whilst discovering what he needs to make his way. Commencing on a physical journey can result in as unexpected discovery. In Simon Nasht’s documentary, Frank Hurley embarks on a journey to the south, where he finds…

work implies rest. The horizontal line does not give a feeling of motion. When viewed from the profile, the diagonal lines created in the fabric by the wind imply motion. The use of the bright color of saffron drew attention to the piece. The yellow hue of the color complemented the green color of the park. The shape of the individual gates was rather simple in design. Two twelve-foot poles, and a fabric rectangle, created the gate shape of the individual pieces. The volume of all the pieces…

Monday 28th, July, 2015 Today was a normal day. Dark hues of blue still clouded the sky as I quietly ate a cup of rice and vegetables. As my boots trudged along the snowy ground, my sunken eyes gazed at the rows of rusted cages. I stood upon the whimpering sounds of white, furry coats as my boss angrily instructed us. There was a flurry of women, each grabbing a rabbit. I quickly grasped one, the softness of their fur petting my skin. My shivering legs dragged me to the steel table, quickly…

My fears crept into conscious thought as facial wrinkles began to define themselves. My playground has intertwined hues of fundamental dyslexic tendencies. I teeter on a different totter. Balancing learned behavior and educational innovations while attempting to embrace newfound knowledge. Do the synapse respond better with age, or do they lose their sparking capability…

and I am still not, like most of the girls or boys whose minds were lost in the rogue waves of Anxiety Ocean— actually, it was quite an incredible sight to watch apprehensive faces fade into an intense sea green color, then revert back to original hue when someone extravagantly asked them to prom. Even more incredible was the fact that some of my classmates, completely perplexed and slightly mortified, asked me how it felt to be “dateless this late in the game”. I merely shrugged and told them…