Ocean.
She is big,
Deep,
Lively,
Wild,
Dauntingly calm.
She is a food provider,
Yet undrinkable.
A home for her dwellers,
And sometimes an enemy of land.
She is amazing.
Ocean.
Sunday, June 3, 2012
Monday, May 28, 2012
My Twin Ester
June 16, 1996. This was the day my
sister and I were born. Even after birth, Ester and I were
inseparable. We talked together, ate together, danced together, and
smiled together. When we were young, Mama would dress us a like.
Ester and I shared a bunk bed in our room. I had the top bunk. When
she looked up, I looked down.
Others recognized our connection.
Whenever we walked outside, kids on our block would sing,
“Eva and Ester
Together forever.
Ester and Eva
They're soul sistas!”
Even when we stopped wearing the same
exact outfits, many still had trouble telling us a part. If I had a
nickle for every time someone accidentally called me Ester, I would
probably be a millionaire.
As identical twins, not only did we
look alike, but we had very similar interests. We liked eating pizza,
listened to the same music, took piano lessons, and we were both a
part of our school's basketball team. The only differences between us
was that Ester liked cooking, the color pink, and she wished to be
come and veterinarian. Everything I cook burns, I despise anything
pink, and I'd much rather be a singer. My life changed forever when
she died.
Ester died in a bus accident on her
way to play in a basketball game. I wasn't there because I was sick
at home. I even remember feeling shivers and cold sweat on my body
while she was on the road. Just like my now broken heart, I was
missing my other half.
Everything seems different since Ester
passed away. No one sings our song when I walk around our
neighborhood. No one mistakes me for Ester anymore, and I miss that.
I go to basketball and piano practice without her. Ester was my twin,
my best friend, my “soul sista”, and now she's gone.
Tuesday, May 15, 2012
Happy Birthday, Ashutosh!
Thursday, May 10, 2012
Sunday, April 29, 2012
Big Teddy Bear
My sketch is called Big Teddy Bear. It is a still life of one of my stuffed animals. This sketch is based after Picasso's Portrait of Ambroise Vollard.
Friday, April 20, 2012
What a Wonder!
I am just a
housefly. People swat at my kind. I zoom around, and am not the most popular
insect in the house. I felt almost miserable, until I saw a butterfly.
I was a
young fly and was on my own for the first time. I flew almost everywhere around
the house. The children of the house pointed at me with disgust. Their mother
cried a vociferous shrill when she saw me. Her husband attempted to kill me
with flat-ended weapon.
I
eventually found safety in the family's garden. I landed in a bush to hide from
them. As I turned around, I saw a large, green-blue, pouch-like object dangling
from a twig. I flew closer to the mysterious object. As soon as I became close
enough to touch the pouch, a long, black leg popped right out of it! I screamed
and immediately hid behind a fallen leaf. I carefully observed the strange
being crawl out of its casing.
The being
turned out to be an insect like me, only larger. Once I could see the insect's
body, two gorgeous, orange and black wings unraveled before my compound eyes.
It was like nothing I have ever seen. The insect did not see little,
homely-looking me. His large, thin wings elevated him through the bush's hard
twigs and heavy leaves and up into the sky. The creature was truly magnificent.
His wings skated through the air and contrasted greatly against the cool hues
of the day and the garden. He was like a flame on a cold day.
This
creature fascinated me. I wish to be admired for such beauty and elegance.
Unlike me, I bet no human would swat at such an organism. What a wonder that I
saw!
Citations
About.com; http://pestcontrol.about.com/od/identificationofpests/a/The-House-Fly.htm
(Accessed Mar. 22, 2012)
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