A Critique of Hunters and Warriors The painting Hunters and Warriors from Camille Rose Garcia's 'Snow White and the Black Lagoon' series is a colorful interpretation of the Snow White story, full of curves guiding the viewer's eye. Painted with acrylic, glitter and gold leaf on a 6' by 10' wood panel, this large scale artwork is packed with detail, taking advantage of the painting surface by letting the wood grain add texture through her paint. People, apples, hearts and animals all flow…
Did you ever think on how the universe ever started ? It all started in total darkness. An astronomer named Edwin Hubble found out that the galaxies were moving farther away, he knew that by a telescope that he created and it is called the hubble telescope. When the universe exploded it began to spread really quickly and when it exploded the universe had a very high temperature when this happened. Which created formation of elements ,gravity,redshift ,doppler effect,CMB, many more . The big…
made my way from the summer shade and onto the sandy yet firm rocks, I felt the reflexes in my naked feet being stimulated by each carelessly landed rock; nature's reflexology therapy. The smell of freshly blossomed flowers mixed with the aroma of sun-dried seaweed and salt in the air was exhilarating. I focus ahead to the sulfuric sand that awaits me, knowing fully well that I am about to sprint like Usain Bolt across its hot fine crystals and make my way to the welcoming bubbles and foam…
One of the ancient culture from a solar system is about more then million years or even decades old. No one knows the walking delta culture because how old it is, and how far it is from our galaxy. It's more than at least more than a human life away. Its name is walking delta, one of the most rare scenes you can see, it looks like a ancient creature waking named the delta. They can choose to do anything once the soul is out of the body and mind(dead). One can choose when the right time…
The Roar of the Water It was a cold and foggy morning; Dylan was awakened by the beam of the sun in the distance, peaking over the canyons across the river. The sand was cold beneath his sleeping bag. He could feel that the first lair of the sleeping bag was wet due to the precipitation that occurred over night. As he crawled out of his sleeping bag, the exposure of his bare skin to the air brought an instant chill to his body. The remainder of the group began to awaken and arise to the crisp…
Death Valley So far all we’ve done was search. For food, for water, for shelter. It has only been a day is the dry, heated Death Valley. There was very little water left in the van but, the water was non refreshing, warm water. As I take a glaze off in the horizon I see tiny, little clear heat waves and tumbleweeds. Gina, Jenny and I headed up towards a dusty, rocky mountain when, we found something. “Do you guys see that?” Jenny questioned in excitement from her long exhausting day. “Is that…
How long has it been since I felt the wind on my face? The momentary feelings of flight and the legs dangling without solid ground beneath them? How long has it been? Middle school is different now. There were no more playgrounds to roam, no more slides to climb up onto, and especially no more swings. The black swings with rusted chains to keep it from flying away. Where were they now? The chilly February month was gradually turning warm with the crimson red cheeks on the face of my friends.…
Dawn broke to an explosion of bird songs, the cacophony startling Booker awake with a disgruntled groan. Unimpressed by the early morning alarm clock, he angrily pulled his pillow over his head and attempted to drown out the noise. However, the humorous fact that the sound easily penetrated through the downy feathers brought a good-natured smile to his lips, and with a resigned sigh, he threw the pillow onto the floor and sat up. From across the room, Tom yawned loudly, a sleepy smile…
One Unordinary Day with Peanuts (The events in this story take place three years after the story “One Ordinary Day with Peanuts.”) It seemed to be one typical ordinary day the large city was in a rush and everything was buzzing like a hive of bee’s trying to make their honey early in the morning. Everything was going fine and dandy until a Mr. Johnson left his home to do his daily routine, he got on the number twelve city bus which would take him to the unusually dormant Maple Street where he…
Long have we have looked to the stars, be it for navigation, spiritual guidance or shear awe. But, believe it or not, the wonders we see in the night sky with our naked eyes are only a glint of the universe’s enormity, and, as said by Julianne Dalcanton in her 2009 article 18 Years of Science with the Hubble Space Telescope, our hazy atmosphere even limits our ground-based instruments as well. (Dalcanton) Both the incapability of our eyes and our local telescopes hindered astronomy for…