Simple Yet Supreme State the Problem Trapped in my house, I thought, “I need to do something.” I requested assistance from my sister, but she soon refused claiming she had obligations of her own to attend to. So all alone in this task, I began making a plan. Complete Background Research Seeing the snow build even higher outside, I searched online to find the perfect idea for a snow sculpture. Disheartened by the flood of simple snowmen, the familiar igloo, and other cliches provided online, I set out to discover an idea I could call my own. I had come up with a slew of ideas only to be brought down by my own criticism. Formulate the Hypothesis “Do you want to sculpt words from the snow?” That’s much too easy. “How about a cartoon character?” How boring. “A snow car perhaps?” It’s been done. I needed something that was never before seen. As I rummaged through the supply closet searching for …show more content…
I received a multitude of requests from my parents and sister urging me to end for the day. So I quickly left indentations to signify where I should pick back up the following morning. The final day came and I was ready to see the results of this project. Glad that I left indentations, I could quickly fine tune the edges. A slight problem lay with the beck of the duck, falling off when I tried to make it protrude from the head. A simple addition of sticks to be the foundation dissolved that issue and I continued working. At the end, I felt proud of my work and relieved that it was all over. Results As days passed and the weather began to get warmer, I watched as my sculpture evolved from a duck to a puddle on the ground. I thought to myself, “Was it all worth it?” and quickly dismissing this idea. I came to realize that I didn’t need something solid reference to this achievement, that the knowledge that I could accomplish anything with determination and a little creativity was
Jem and Scout want to make a snowman however, there is not enough snow. So they begin scooping, molding, smoothing, the dirt into the distinct three-circled shape of a snowman. They then add the snow on top of the dirt, to make their snowman white. This is seen when Scout narrates, “Jem scooped up an armful of dirt, patted it into a mount on which he added another load, and another until he had constructed a torso… Jem scooped up some snow and began plastering it on” (Lee 89).
I have also learnt using thick and thin outline make drawing realistic contrasting various patterns to help the portrait flow for the eyes. I liked the contrast between the thicknesses of outlines in the patterning and around the face. As well as the patterns surrounding my face, as it made the face pop out of the paper as the main feature. Next time I would like to darken out the outline of my eyes, as they are a dominant feature of a face and something that helps determine that it is a portrait of myself. I would have also liked to add detail to my neck, as it looks plain with only a necklace.
No snow? How about making some snowmen cup to substitute for the real snowmen you can't build, all you need are some dixie cups. This winter has been one of the mildest we have had in Colorado in the five years that I have been living here. Sure, we have had a few snow days but nothing major. Nowhere enough for us to build anything besides snow angels.
My left arm now hangs limply. Such delight he took slowly bending it, listening to my shrieks, excitement radiating from him, climaxing as the bone reached its limits, shattering inside my body bringing a sickening crunch and blinding pain. I know he’s holding back, I just need to gather the courage to draw more. My face directly in front of his, watching, observing carefully the details of his face. I can picture it in my head, how the lines will join, what areas to shade, forming an impression of its twisted features.
There was a sudden noise that surprised him. He tried it again. And again, in the air, before they could fall to the snow, the drops of water became ice that broke with a noise. He knew that at 50 below zero water from the mouth made a noise when it hit the snow. But this had done that in the air.
Olaf, a large, super-soft plush toy that’s peculiarly situated on a white ledge in the den- a gift I received for Christmas. The repetitive saying, "Hi, everyone, I’m Olaf and I like warm hugs!" fortunately, remains on my mind. Olaf has three distinct building sections of snow; all in all, extremely cute. An oval-shaped head has a centered, short, wide, orange, carrot nose, on the contrary, resembles “Frosty the Snowman.”
My artworks for the project ‘Ordinary Extraordinary’ are all related to the Native American Spirit Animals, what my spirit animal is and how it relates to me. All six of my final drawings, except for one was in the medium pencil and two of my drawings, involved colour. The two artists I found and decided to do my research essay on, were Kirby Sattler, who paints portraits of Native American people in their traditional regalia and Julie Rhodes, who is an amazing wildlife artist, focusing specifically in the medium pencil. My first artist, Kirby Sattler, focuses mainly on portraits and profiles of Native American people in their traditional clothing, including feathers that represent something in their culture.
Mya looked out the window one winter morning and saw the ground covered with snow! She got dressed as fast as she could and ran downstairs to eat breakfast. After breakfast, she put on her hat and mittens and went outside to build a snowman. She made a big snowball for the bottom, a medium snowball for the middle, and a small snowball for the top.
The day after he got the potencies, he endeavored to make snow, but he did not ken how to commence. So he asked Greg, “How do you commence process of making snow?” Greg then explained, “ First, you shape your hands like a cloud and shiver.” After kenning the first step Snow asked, “How many steps do I still need?” Greg later stated, “There are only three steps to this, therefore this should be relatively facile for you, Snow.”
We drive a couple miles from home and go out to some hills in Oregon. There are a few inches of snow on the ground. Remarkably we get there and start sledding after a couple minutes of sledding we decide to build a snowman. Infinitely we all got-together and we start
There are many ways to build an igloo. To start you will need to find the side of a hill. Then you will need to smooth the surface out where you are going to build it. Doing these steps will save you time. That will be the beginning of your igloo making process.
Reflection For a couple of weeks now, in class we have been mimicking a young artist style and design. Yang Du has influenced our task this term, which means that after brainstorming, designing, tracing, painting and then sewing, we will all have our very own, oversized t-shirt, covered with a bold african animal print. This assessment has been difficult and exciting, but in the end I feel as though I could have done better. In the beginning I was looking at other peoples choices
Yet it was so impeccable in a sense, as it had a certain touch that I am yet to find anywhere else. The neck was an Arabic Alef and the stomach was a Meem, altogether crafted in a clean fashion. I drew my name, and I was impressed by it. Then was the time I accidently discovered my passion. Now, I am a calligrapher.
Winter brings with it the beauty of snowy landscapes, frosted windows, and cozy evenings inside with loved ones. For many, it’s the most endearing part of the year, allowing for peace, quiet, and relaxation as the snow gently falls outside, transforming the world into a wonderland. However, with winter also comes downfalls, such as ice, the bitter cold, cutting winds, dangerous roads, and more. Not only are the roads and sidewalks slippery, but the salt from ice melt brings with it even more problems.
People began climbing the bridge, so I grabbed a small piece of ice. I aimed it at the kid’s shoe, but as I threw he slipped and it nailed him in the head. He screamed in agony, and slipped off the bridge, and fell down the steepest part of the hill. The bridge had become solid ice and incredibly slick. The teachers that were watching everyone had started to notice people crying and getting injured on our hill.