Beautiful vs. Sublime

Regret

Down from the sky,falls the darkness.It falls onto the ground, spreading like the waterthat brings life to the world.But this blackness carries something different.It envelopes the thoughs of everybody.They become bound to their shadows,who walk the world in darkness.

Thoughts are shadows of feelings

Moral Culpability vs. Freewill

The river f ows rapidly downstream, dividing the sand from the rocks. The pitter patter of rain can be heard as it falls on both the sand and the rocks, making the sand wet and clump together. The rocks become dark shades of black and gray, with each drop that falls on them. Thunder can be heard as it shakes the river bank. Out from the depths of the water appears a beaver. The beaver realizes he ha traveled to far down river, away from the dam he helped buil out of sticks and rocks. He starts his journey back up river. Swimming takes to much time and energy, so he jumps out, onto the side with rocks. The rocks hurt his paws, so he crosses over to the sand side to continue back to the dam. His fur is wet with all the water he has soaked up, weighing him do

wn as he walks along the now grayish sand. He gets bored along his journey, so he decides to build a sand castle. This is no ordinary castle though, this is a sand castle built by a beaver, the same beaver that built a dam not to long ago. He f nishes his castle, a castle that resembles one from midevil times where kings would live.

Isolation vs. Solitude

The river f ows rapidly downstream, dividing the sand from the rocks. The pitter patter of rain can be heard as it falls on both the sand and the rocks, making the sand wet and clump together. The rocks become dark shades of black and gray, with each drop that falls on them. Thunder can be heard as it shakes the river bank. Out from the depths of the water appears a beaver. The beaver realizes he ha traveled to far down river, away from the dam he helped buil out of sticks and rocks. He starts his journey back up river. Swimming takes to much time and energy, so he jumps out, onto the side with rocks. The rocks hurt his paws, so he crosses over to the sand side to continue back to the dam. His fur is wet with all the water he has soaked up, weighing him do

wn as he walks along the now grayish sand. He gets bored along his journey, so he decides to build a sand castle. This is no ordinary castle though, this is a sand castle built by a beaver, the same beaver that built a dam not to long ago. He f nishes his castle, a castle that resembles one from midevil times where kings would live.

Isolation vs. Solitude

As change comes to engulf the world, inside, we yearn to change as well. The

universe may be expanding, but from our perspective, we see it enclosing us into our own world. As scientists try

to see smaller and smaller, to see what forms our bodies, we fail to see what

our world forms as one of the smallest planets in the galaxy. And as the uni-

verse expands, we become smaller and smaller. But unlike other planets, we are everchanging, trying to go to new heights to see if we can fnd our place, even if we are only a minor footnote in

the grand scheme of things.

I change myself, I change the world

Thought

Thought

The arch to another world appears. He passes under it and fnds himself in a room. A room that has only one way out, the way he came in. He sees the a river that passes under a wall. He decides to try his luck, so he swims under the wall. As he passes under, ther water turns a different color as he becomes liberated, from his past world. Above him, he sees a bridge that leads to nowhere, and the yellow path that joins both sides horizontally. He be-gins to swim down the river and looks forward to starting his new life on the other side of the wall, and wonders if he will ever cross the yellow path, over the rest of the people trying to free themselves.

Snake that cannot shed its skin, perishes

Snake that cannot shed its skin, perishes

I responded to many of the prompts in either a poem or a short story. I talked a lot about water and the ocean in them as well.

I drew a picture of rain falling with a river running below, and I wrote a poem about the rain clouds.My favorite prompt was the sublime because it was very ab-stract and experimental. It allowed me to express myself in a different way than what I’m used to.My favorite material was the acrylic painting we did on small pieces of canvas. I really liked this because I don’t do paint-ings very often, so it was fun to do something different.

I took some risks in my writing by writing some poems, which I don’t consider myself particularly good at, but I think it worked out. I also took some risks in my sketch when I drew a maze, because it was abstract.

I noticed that in a lot of my pieces, I use the whole piece of paper. I also sketch quite lightly, which can be seen in both the maze and the triangle with the sun and moon.

I think my energy was pretty consistent. Many of them were related to nature, or had natural colors in them. The ocean piece, the rain above the river drawing, the river fowing in my 3 dimensional piece.

Flow

Composure

Water

Surround

Sky

Energy

Natural

Path

Glow

Design