Observation #18, 11/29: Almost, in Two Parts

(Theme: almost)

I used to go to church with my head hung low and arms crossed over my heart
you were a light for eleven months before you cast off playing a part
I convinced myself to belong to a boy until a week parted our ways
Almost only really counts in horseshoes and hand grenades.

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The notes of a familiar song drifting through panes of glass
half intelligible, words muddled somewhere between
melting point and the classification "static liquid"
the music broken, fading in and out
weaving into my consciousness until
the chorus rings louder and truer than the solidity of brick walls
and I am no longer here
I am there
with the applause and the raised voices
my body left behind.

Creative Project Entry #5: Speak

Click to enlarge. This is, by far, one of the most important books we've read this quarter. In terms of theme and content, I think it's so important for young adults to be able to handle this material and be able to discuss it in a safe setting.

The only part of this done digitally is the text. The rest is hand-cut construction paper and fine tip tūl permanent marker.

Creative Project Entry #4: The Book Thief

Click for larger view. This one was the most difficult yet, featuring Liesel Meminger and the narrator, Death. Great read, go pick it up if you haven't yet.

There's another cover which necessitates the back cover in addition to the front, coming soon.

Observation #17, 11/27: So it is in the Marathon

(Theme: Almost)

Your muscles strain against frigid November, winter come early, this is the last hill, the last climb your calves are burning hot against your skin you feel the rope of your hamstrings taut in their sheath of muscles your quads quiver and shake, a threat of failure, you feel your bodyheat fly out the crown of your exposed head and there, at the apex, your greatest desire – the finish line – freedom – and the distance grows greater between you and it, here and there, but you push, you push, you push to reach it, even though you know you will only trip on the other side.

Creative Project Entry #3: Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian

My idea with this one is to try and replicate what Junior's journal would actually look like if he carried it around with him everywhere. When I carry my journals around, they usually end up looking something like this, minus the award, of course.

Public Service Announcement!

I apologize for the randomized links and advertisements which are appearing on this blog. (For example, last time I looked "creative commons" appeared as a hyperlink in my Feed post. This is unintentional.) I have no idea how they got there and I will look into fixing them soon.

In the meanwhile, thank you for your patience and thanks for stopping by!

-MW

Creative Project Entry #2: Feed

Still playing with vectors, this time in the hopes of imitating an x-ray. Internet was consulted for anatomy, color scheme and a creative commons photo of a computer board.