Impressionistic Art

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This picture hear displays something that all slaves or oppressed people had: hope. No matter how oppressed people were, they all held onto hope. The picture shows home and peace which is what everyone is searching for. When someone had them down they just thought of home and they had hope for tomorrow and courage to fight. Instead of searching for an oppressive image i thought that looking at the positive side of the spectrum was a better idea.

Having My Say

Something I feel strongly about? Apathy. It seems that these days nobody cares about anything. We're all in our own little world of Facebook and cellphones. Even though we are all so connected to each other at all time, it seems as though the emotional level has been disconnected. Everyday people walk past each other without a care or worry about what is going on to them. Even after the tragedies in Japan it seems that half the world is tuned out of it and just goes on living normal life. If half of us are already tuned out to the world, what happens when the rest of the world does as well?

There was a child wentforth

The first two lines of this poem hit home for me a lot. When I was a kid, I used to play pretend all the time. Whether it was by myself or with my friends that's just what I did. I live right next to a big park, and I used to go there every day with my friend Benji and we would stay there for hours just playing game after game. That's what it really means to be a kid. You let your imagination run wild. I only had to read 2 lines of this poem to connect and this is where my mind took me when I read those lines. My imagination was the way I would spend my days.

The Bee is not afraid

The Bee is not afraid


The bee is not afraid of me,

I know the butterfly;

The pretty people in the woods

Receive me cordially.



The brooks laugh louder when I come,

The breezes madder play.

Wherefore, mine eyes, thy silver mists?

Wherefore, O summer's day?


I think that Emily Dickinson was trying to convey the fact that things seemed to come more alive around her. She's trying to explain that she is so at peace with nature that nature accepts her as its own. The insects aren't afriad of her and instead they welcome her. SHe sees everything in a more vivid light than we all do and that feeling is conveyed in the poem. Her love for nature brightened the world around her as shown in this poem.