“When I lose something, I always try to think back to the last time I saw it. When I go back to that place, I usually find what I lost.”

The last time I saw my father…

It was clear from the start that this advice wouldn’t be very helpful. The most recent memory Julia had of her father was years ago - only a few days before he went missing. This memory had returned to her only just last night - the first of her personal memories. Perhaps the others would return to her when something happened in the present to trigger it. There was only one way to find out.

She thought back to the day when she was young… five or six. She had walked into her father’s… study? Yeah, study, he was a scholar. Is a scholar. Why? She had a nightmare, and was in need of his company. Did she go to her mother first? No, she had no memories of her mother. She never knew her. He held her in his arms with a loving embrace for a long time. She remembered snuggling closer to his chest, feeling the soft fabric of his sweater on her cheek, hearing the beat of his heart, and feeling a wave of comfort wash over her.

Julia started to cry. As she stood there in the field, her own father was being held prisoner somewhere on this land. A prisoner of beings that would not hesitate to kill him if it would benefit them in some way. She had no clue where they were keeping him, or if he was still alive. But even if she would never see him again, at least she had something to remember him by.

Julia’s mind came back to the present. She wiped the tears from her eyes, and she and her companions moved on, even more, determined to find the one who could just be her only surviving parent. She had to save him. He had to see him again. And she will risk it all to do so. Even her own life.

Thank you for taking the time to read my piece. This is actually supposed to be a small part of a larger story, so that’s why it doesn’t feel quite complete or why some details aren’t quite as explained. If you are interested in learning more about the story, feel free to come talk to me. For my audio companion, I decide to use the song Hymn for the Missing by Red. Since the main character has a missing person in her life, it was kind of fitting. I can imagine one of them singing the song to the other.

This quarter featured an interesting idea of practicing one element of art for each assignment, and then using all of those skills to create one piece in the end. This has caused each piece of art I have created to be a unique experience.

The first piece of art I have created was a figure of a man in a suit and fedora looking out while shielding his eyes with his hand. I’ve heard the phrase, “suffer for your art,” before. If by “suffer,” you mean, “became highly uncomfortable by the surprising number of photos of people either naked or scantily clad on that website,” then I have suffered for this piece of art. In fact, I just chose one pose to reference and tried to draw it from memory to avoid glimpsing any more nude photos that could mentally scar me. That aside, I created two versions of “Figure of a Suit Man.” Noticing that the examples I saw in the assignment didn’t focus too much on facial features, I gave him sunglasses in the first one, and the second one, I just obscured his face with shadow. I also decided to swap the shades of the pants and shoes in the second version. I also took the opportunity to practice shading/making shadows in my art.

My next art piece is exactly what the title implies: a bunch of shapes and colors. I spent an hour messing around with circles, squares, and different colors and seeing what I made. I would have done it longer, but I was experiencing technical difficulties when I tried using it on Day 2. Some of the more noteworthy pieces were one featuring the outlines of circles and squares that took on a blueprint-like look, one where I put rectangles in larger rectangles to make it look like they were stacked on top of each other. There was another one where I used a similar strategy, but I used all the colors of the rainbow instead of fire colors.

The Dragon and the Bird was drawn to show the illusion of space. I went for showing off size, drawing the bird as a tiny speck to show how massive the dragon was compared to it. I tried drawing the dragon’s hind leg in the picture, but it came out awkward, so I drew it so the tail was obscuring the hind leg. This piece of art also helped me practice drawing backgrounds as well as eyes and folded dragon wings.

The hardest part of the Vegetable Still Life Recreation was deciding where and how to incorporate the textures. I could think of an idea on how to incorporate some, but not all, of the textures into the piece. For example, I used the first texture, which consisted of simple lines and dots strewn about, for the texture of an orange’s skin. I also used the one with vertical lines stacked on top of each other to represent tree bark, and the alternating vertical and horizontal lines to illustrate a checkerboard-patterned tablecloth. I also tried to use the textures in the vegetables themselves, like the onion half, as well as the scenery.

I decided to recreate an image of a shaded sphere on a table on the website, since it seemed like an easy project to practice on. I shaded the sphere using the method practiced in a past shading practice assignment, where I used four different tones of shade: light, semi-light, semi-dark, and dark. I used the strategy of mapping out each shaded part, erasing the borders, and then shading it in.

The final piece that incorporates all of the skills practiced in the previous assignments is known as Griffin at Sunset. It is tied with The Phoenix and The Dragon and the Bird as my favorite project of this quarter. I was going to draw a phoenix at first, but I decided to practice drawing a different mythical creature. I used each skill in the order they were learned as I drew the picture. First, I drew the outline of the griffin. Next, I added things like the eye and feather detail on the lines. Then, I added the wing and other body details. I drew out the background, making the tree and castle smaller than the griffin to give the illusion that they were farther away. I then added texture to the griffin’s feathers and fur, the castle, the tree branch, and the leaves in the wind. Finally, I added shadows and color to the drawing. I also colored the parts where the sunlight hit lighter than the rest.

The belief in the supernatural is a general term used to describe the conviction that ghosts, aliens, and the like are real. One might say that such notions are absurd. Many believe that believers in the supernatural are few in number. However, this is not the case. The numbers of the believers are great, and for a reason. This reason is that they want to believe. The belief in the supernatural is incredibly widespread, and it is this way because people want to believe, and here are even benefits to believing.

Since these stories and beliefs seem outlandish, one might assume that few people believe in them. The reality is quite the opposite. According to a 2005 survey by Gallup News, 73% of Americans believed in one of ten items listed on the survey. This is a small decrease from the results of a similar survey done by Gallup News in 2001, which said that 76% of Americans believe. While the numbers have decreased from 2001 to 2005, the difference is very small - only 3%. Gallup News’ studies proved that 3 in 4 Americans believe in the supernatural. Furthermore, more surveys have said that nearly one in five Americans claim to have seen a ghost. If the same can be said for the other countries, the belief in the supernatural is widespread throughout the world.

There is still the question of why this is. Why do so many people put so much belief in otherworldly creatures and unbelievable powers that they could have never witnessed? The answer to this question is actually very simple; they want to believe. Brian Cronk, a professor of psychology at Missouri Western State University, says, “Many people simply just want to believe. The human brain is always trying to determine why things happen, and when the reason is not clear, we tend to make up some pretty bizarre explanations.” A lot of people believe in the supernatural for the same reason people in ancient times developed what is today known as mythology. They wanted an explanation for something. Sure, people can turn to science to explain things today. However, there are still questions that science can’t explain. For example, an astronomer releases a report that a strange sound was heard in the depths of space. The sound was said to be unlike anything heard in space before. People would hate to leave a question unanswered, so they would most likely assume the sound came from a UFO.

Believing in the supernatural is even shown to be beneficial to one’s self. One of the notable benefits is that it serves as a protective shield from the harsher truths of the world. Jennifer Whitson at the University of Texas, who studies pattern perception, judgement, and decision making, found that when a certain situation, like a death, job loss, or natural disaster, happens, the brain will scramble to find an answer to the madness. This will cause the person to see outside forces controlling the situation, as it is out of their control. Additionally, one study showed that when the subjects brought their lucky charm to a memory test, their memory significantly improved. What does this mean? The thing is, people don’t like to believe that things just happen randomly. So they will create beliefs and superstitions so they have an answer as to why something happens, other than, “It just did.” For example, they will assume that a malicious spirit was behind the unexpected thunderstorm, or that a ghost moved the door and caused it to creak. As for the memory test, the memory of the subjects seemed to increase when they brought their lucky charm with them because having the charm with them improved their confidence in their abilities. This improved confidence led to a better performance in the memory test. In other words, they felt that they could do well on the test because they had their lucky charm with them.

It is unknown whether the stories of the supernatural are true. However, there are a lot of believers, and they have a valid reason to believe. Skeptics may push aside such seemingly impossible claims, but there is a reason the believers accept them. This reason is to find an explanation for what seems to be unexplainable. As Adam Waytz at Northwestern University in Illinois puts it, “We create beliefs because we don’t like believing that the universe is random.” Additionally, as shown in the memory test results, having some kind of lucky charm can increase one’s confidence in their abilities.

Why this is my best possible 2fer: I found that I didn’t have to make many edits after the peer editing session. In fact, I only had to do two things, make the thesis more clear and add more details to the analysis of two of my body paragraphs, along with my conclusion. I also tried to pick a topic that was actually debatable, and I managed to fix the mistakes I kept making in past 2fers. Overall, I say that this is my best 2fer yet, and I have grown since writing the first one.

Citations: Gallup, Inc. “Three in Four Americans Believe in Paranormal.” Gallup.com, 16 June 2005, news.gallup.com/poll/16915/three-four-americans-believe-paranormal.aspx.

“Monsters, Ghosts and Gods: Why We Believe.” Live Science: The Most Interesting Articles, Mysteries & Discoveries. Web. http://www.livescience.com/5046-monsters-ghosts-gods.html.

“BBC - Future - Psychology: The truth about the paranormal.” BBC - Homepage. Web. http://www.bbc.com/future/story/20141030-the-truth-about-the-paranormal.

“The Taming of the Shrew” features a few different stories woven together, but one of the most notable is Petruchio’s efforts to “tame” the wild-tempered Katherine. It was written in early 1500s England, when women were expected to get married, have children, and raise a family. The film, “My Big Fat Greek Wedding”, was made more recently, in 2002. The film tells the story of Fortoula’s attempts to court Ian Miller, despite her family’s strong devotion to the Greek religion and the fact that Ian is not Greek.

These two stories involve some form of romantic love, but was that love even real? “The Taming of the Shrew” certainly implies the interesting idea that romantic love is a myth meant to disguise the truth that marriage is about control. Would a more modern feature film reflect that times have changed? Yes, it would; it has resulted in the idea that the control parts of marriage are dying down, and the love is shining through the cracks. While there is still an element of control in marriage, it is not as prevalent today as it was in the time “The Taming of the Shrew” was written. Today, audiences expect that the control part of marriage has died down, except for parental influence, and that romantic love has become more real.

“thy lord, thy king, thy governor” (Act 5, Scene 2, 154)

This is one noteworthy part of Katherine’s big speech at the end of the play. She was ordered by her husband, Petruchio, to say this to remind the women in the scene of their place. In this section, she refers to the husband as the lord, the king, the governor, meaning that they were the one in charge and had total control.

And they did have total control, at the time. This idea is less regarded in modern works, like “My Big Fat Greek Wedding.”

“The man may be the head of the house, but the woman is the neck, and she can bend the head any way she wants.” This quote and the screenshot are from the scene where Fortoula’s mother encourages her to persuade her father to let her get a job outside of the family’s restaurant. his quote is interesting, but other members of the audience might not catch its importance on first watch. It basically says that while the man is still the head of the house, the woman can influence him. This would suggest that as time went on, control in marriage shifted from total male dominance to a system where the power shifts between the two partners.

“I’ll curb her mad and headstrong humor.” (Act 4, Scene 2, 119)

This is an excerpt from one of Petruchio’s “game day speeches,” where he reveals that he plans to “tame” Katherine the same way the people of that time tamed falcons, which is through starvation and lack of sleep. In this section of the speech, he says that he’ll “curb” Katherine’s “mad and headstrong humor.” Although not everyone can understand Shakespearean text, the reader should know that he’s saying that he’ll quiet Katherine’s temper. He wants to change something about Katherine, which implies that for a relationship to happen, women have to change something about themselves to appease the man. Katherine tried to resist Petruchio, but he was too persistent. Additionally, the play allowed this to be okay because it was written as an over-the-top satire. However, the message is still there.

Women used to have to change something about themselves to make themselves more appealing to men. They don’t have to anymore.

In the early parts of the movie, I noticed a couple similarities between Fortoula and Katherine. Fortoula doesn’t have as bad a temper, but I still saw some connections. There was a pressure on her to get married, she had a sister who was described as “perfect” by Fortoula herself, as she married a Greek man and has three kids, and they wanted something more than what they had. Fortuola also went through a change, wearing contact lenses and more colorful outfits. However, this change happened because of a new job, not because of a guy. This would mean that changing to appease a man is optional for women. In the later parts of the movie, Fortoula became more similar to Bianca, as she actually likes her suitor, Ian.

“When the special thing is well obtained, that is, her love,” (Act 2, Scene 1, 135-136)

This was a part of a quote from Baptista, Katherine and Bianca’s father, where he tells Petruchio that if he wants to marry Katherine, he has to earn her love. It has always been tradition for the boy to ask the girl’s father for permission before he could start dating her. This tradition possibly lasted as long as courtship itself, showing that parents have as much influence in dating as the couple themselves. It is evident in the play that Baptista wants Katherine to get married, as he reveals in the first scene he appears in that he will not let his younger daughter, Bianca, get married until she does. However, he still puts up a challenge to see if Petruchio is good enough to marry Katherine.

Additionally, Baptista did not influence the control parts of marriage. It was never made clear if he was even aware of what Petruchio was putting Katherine through. If he was, it’s likely that he didn’t care, as it was normal for the husband to take dominance for his wife at the time.

Today, the only control aspects of marriage come from parental influence.

Like Baptista, Gus, Fortoula’s father, wants his daughter to get married, but still judges the potential mate. In the case of the movie, he wants Fortoula to marry a Greek man, but Ian, Fortoula’s love interest, is not Greek. Gus judges Ian throughout the movie, even after he is baptized into the Greek religion, for not being born Greek. He also cites the factor that Ian did not ask his permission to date Fortoula as a factor for his judgement, saying that a respectable man would have asked him for permission. He also says that he knows nothing about Ian. Gus may believe that Windex can work as an all-purpose medicine, but he was sensible to be wary about a guy who he knew nothing about and was also dating his daughter, although it did turn out good in the end.

The control aspects of marriage has died down, but parental/familial influence on marriage has not. In the 16th century, the control aspects of marriage were prevalent, as they were made blatantly obvious to the reader in “The Taming of the Shrew”. However, this idea of control in marriage is not there anymore, aside from the occasional thing about who “wears the pants” in a relationship. If control was still a part of marriage, “My Big Fat Greek Wedding” didn’t focus on it. Instead, it focused on the romantic relationship between Fortoula and Ian. The only “control” parts of their marriage came from Fortoula’s family, who took over much of the wedding plans.

Work Cited:

William Shakespeare, The Taming of the Shrew

Joel Zwick (director) and Nia Vardalos (writer), My Big Fat Greek Wedding

If I learned anything in this quarter, it’s that drawing a bicycle is a lot harder than you might think. It’s not just about drawing the general shape of the bicycle, it’s about making sure all the parts are just right. I personally had the most trouble with drawing the breaks. Despite all that, I do believe my final bicycle drawing turned out pretty good. I gave my bike drawing the title, “La Bicicleta,” which means, “The Bicycle,” in Spanish, because I felt like it.

I also tried experimenting with shading. It was a little hard with a lead pencil and my tendency to press down on the paper, but I managed. The results of this can be seen in my shaded shapes and optical illusions. The key to creating a tunnel-like optical illusion like the ones I made is to master the shading. In order to create a realistic tunnel effect, you have to shade the top part lighter and the bottom part darker. I learned this when creating the square tunnel, and later practiced it in the rainbow circle tunnel.

For this quarter, I decided to try out a new strategy. Instead of making a rough copy in my sketchbook and a final copy later, I decided to make more than one version of the same picture to see if the second drawing would be an improved version of the first. True, I was basically doing the same thing, but I was showing the “rough draft” as well as the “final version.” I have noticed a definite difference between the two versions of one drawing. For example, I did not add any interesting details to my first mandala aside from the color because I wanted to get used to drawing a mandala first. In my second mandala, I decided to draw hearts and stars on the shapes. Also, my second eye looks more “open” than the first one. It is important to note that I did make multiple versions of the shaded shapes piece, but I was having technical difficulties and could only upload one.

A lot of the art I created in this quarter were different versions of art from the same assignment. Namely, these were 10 blind contour drawings, 10 blind contour drawings with color, and 10 versions of a picture of a chicken I took on a road trip to Plymouth through different filters. Two more pieces of art I made were a recreation of The Starry Night by Vincent van Gogh and an illustration of my interpretation of the Parting of the Red Sea. I also painted a picture of the sky, but I didn’t have enough blue, so I used purple, red, and a bit of green. This is why I named the painting “Improvised Sky.” I come up for inspiration for art the same way I come up with inspiration for stories: they can pop into my head at any time. I could just be minding my own business, when suddenly an idea hits me.

I used my same strategy of drawing a rough draft in my sketchbook, and then making the good copy on a separate piece of paper. I still prefer colored pencils, but using paint can also be fun. I learned that experimenting with different filters and frames on the same photo can make two completely different and really cool. An example of this is using the night vision filter and the film frame to make a scene of a chicken in a documentary filmed at night, and using the monochrome filter and the old photo frame to make an old and somewhat spooky black and white chicken picture. I still use a sketchbook to draw out rough drafts and ideas.

I spend my studio time working on my current art assignment, or on something else if I’m already done. I learned that you don’t have to draw something to make art, you can just have some fun with a few photo filters.

A lot of the art I created in this quarter were different versions of art from the same assignment. Namely, these were 10 blind contour drawings, 10 blind contour drawings with color, and 10 versions of a picture of a chicken I took on a road trip to Plymouth through different filters. Two more pieces of art I made were a recreation of The Starry Night by Vincent van Gogh and an illustration of my interpretation of the Parting of the Red Sea. I also painted a picture of the sky, but I didn’t have enough blue, so I used purple, red, and a bit of green. This is why I named the painting “Improvised Sky.” I come up for inspiration for art the same way I come up with inspiration for stories: they can pop into my head at any time. I could just be minding my own business, when suddenly an idea hits me.

I used my same strategy of drawing a rough draft in my sketchbook, and then making the good copy on a separate piece of paper. I still prefer colored pencils, but using paint can also be fun. I learned that experimenting with different filters and frames on the same photo can make two completely different and really cool. An example of this is using the night vision filter and the film frame to make a scene of a chicken in a documentary filmed at night, and using the monochrome filter and the old photo frame to make an old and somewhat spooky black and white chicken picture. I still use a sketchbook to draw out rough drafts and ideas.

I spend my studio time working on my current art assignment, or on something else if I’m already done. I learned that you don’t have to draw something to make art, you can just have some fun with a few photo filters.

Hello, once again. It is I, your ancestor, Julia Furman. This archive will discuss my opinions on change. I usually don’t like change, as I am (well, in this case, was) one who liked to follow a routine. The only kind of surprises I liked were the kind you get on birthdays and Christmas, and the twist endings in mystery novels. However, in retrospect, some changes had a very good effect on me as a person, making me the lovable (yet EXTREMELY quirky) person I was at the time. However, I know for a fact that some aren’t so lucky, and a change can completely ruin their lives.

I know an example of one of these life-changing moments, but it didn’t actually happen. Not in real life anyway. It happened in The Yellow Birds, a novel by Kevin Powers. Before I go into the details, I would like to give some background on The Yellow Birds. The novel follows Private John Bartle and Private Daniel Murphy, two soldiers in the Iraq War, and the bond they formed during their time together. The book has received a lot of praise in my day, but I personally found reading the book very soul crushing and torturous. I was really sensitive, and reading through the more graphic sections were painful for me. For example, a soldier and an old woman were killed off in the first chapter, and it didn’t get better from there. However, I do like the way Kevin Powers described the scenes. They had a poetic feel to them, which I admired. I also appreciate how it displays the mental effects of being in a war. This makes sense, since Kevin Powers himself was a soldier in the Iraq War too.

With that out of the way, the change in this case is the death of Murphy, and the effect it has on Bartle. Spoiler alert, Murphy does die. It’s actually revealed very early in the book. Anyway, Murphy’s death had many impacts on Bartle. Two of them are the deterioration of Bartle’s mental state and the new sense of responsibility he felt for the life of his fallen friend. In the beginning of the book, Bartle made a promise to Murphy’s mother that he would bring her son home safely from the war. While he didn’t take it very seriously at first, after Murphy died, he felt more at fault for the life he promised to protect. This caused him to feel guilty (obviously), and on top of the stress that comes from fighting in wars that I can only imagine, Bartle’s mental state started to deteriorate. There was literally a part where he imagined himself dying. I take that as him thinking that he should have died, which is not a sign of a sane mind.

This change just happened to have a negative impact. Change can also have a positive impact. For example, I have a personal story about how a change in my world impacted me in a positive way. The story is about how a knee replacement and a boring summer helped me make progress on my personal writing projects. For the record, I was not the one who got the knee replacement, my mom did. The story starts, when my mom was 14. She tore cartilage in her knee. After two surgeries to remove the torn cartilage, one at 16 and another at 21, it was time for her to get it replaced. For the first couple weeks, she couldn’t really get in her car, so we didn’t really go anywhere that summer, and we hung around the house a lot. I helped mom around the house, but when I wasn’t doing that, I did small things to occupy my time. As I mentioned before, one thing I did was write. I had just started writing novel-like stories the January of that year, when I was in eighth grade. The project I was working on at the time, and that I’m still working on at the time of this recording, is a series based on the popular sandbox video game, Minecraft. I won’t go over the main plot of the series too much, as there are other archives that go into more detail. However, it features the main characters solving the mysteries of their home while fighting to save it. One particular mystery is that of the red dragon, which was extinct for years until a baby red dragon hatched at the end of the first book, A Legend Reborn. Fun Fact: The red dragon was planned to be in the actual game, but it was removed. The series has 28 books in total, and over the course of that summer, I managed to finish the first and second ones, and start the third one. I feel that the experience has made me a better writer, and I am grateful for the progress I made.

This is a rough draft of the second book in the series, Miners of the West Sea. For more information on what I wrote, see the other archives, if they are not extremely popular in your time. Otherwise, you can probably easily find them.

As you can see, I believe that change has many effects on the self. Change can be negative, but it can also help one grow, or even discover or improve something about themselves. I wonder how much the future has changed since my time, as I most likely won’t live to see it. Honestly, I worry about the future a lot. I suppose if one, the earth isn’t destroyed, two, we haven’t been invaded by aliens, three, robots don’t rule the world, four, the country isn’t composed of a capital and 13 districts and every year, a young boy and girl are gathered to fight in a battle to the death filmed on live TV, or five, any other dystopian future scenarios thought up by us in the past have not come true, I’m sure it’s not that bad.

De vez en cuando, una niña normal llamaban Oshún nacía en la Amazon, Americana de Sur. Sus padres, llamaban Torio y Matíla, vivían un familia de infeliz. Oshún volvía la víctima a esto vida. Torio, roto por desesperanza para mala suerte, estrés, envidia, inseguridad y fracaso continuado, agarraba su dudas fuera en su familia. Matíla común el máximo a la furia. Oshún no era fuerte suficiente luchar o partir y podía solo rezo de las Orishas para un vida mejor. Un dia, en su camino de vuelta desde al mercado aldea, Oshún tropezaba sobre una bebé en tela rojo. El bebé, a diferencia de los aldeanos, bendecido con ojos de la bosque y pelo que robó el sol. Su piel, a diferencia de Oshún, era color melocotón y claro. Oshún caía en amor inmediatamente, llamaba el bebé Ama, y agarraba ella a su casa. Después un mes, un error descuidado guiaba al deplorablemente ebrio Torio encontraba Ama. En un furia rápida, Torio mató ella. Oshún devolvía a su casa a encontra Ama muerte y juramento venganza en el alma de Torio. Ella dependó de los Orishas y rezo con todo su poderío, todo su alma, por fuerza obtener su venganza. En la noche, Oshún visitaba por dos Orishas menor. Fiore, un pavo real, y Enata, una buitre. Fiore era proud y elegante, y Enata era feliz, pero un poco mantecado. Ellos anunciaba eso Oshún, para era mucha leal y merecendora de fuerza, obtenía su desear y volvía una diosa. Cuando ella despiertía, ella sugría con un espírit y propósito nueva. Torio no aún conocía que pegó. Matíla era libre vivir en tranquilidad. Oshún volvía la diosa de mujeres y feminismo y juramento para siempre de proteger sus hermanas y niñas desde abuso y tormento.

Yo vivo en Filadelfia. Mi barrio es Marsden Street. Vivo allí por dieciséis años. Yo creo casas pequeñas muy cerca. Me gusta mi barrio, y vivo en mi barrio porque es un barrio bueno, para mi. No sé porque no he decidido. No obstante, mi barrio es bueno, a pesar de que mejor historia debido a algunas fuentes, para mi. El mural ubicado en la parte de atrás de mi casa porque yo creo que es interesante poner un mural en detrás de de mi casa. El puente viejo y el parque más grande en el país está cerca de mi barrio. Una calle, King’s Road/Frankford Avenue, en la calle principal a la Nueva York desde Filadelfia, según mi padre. Sin embargo, no se más información a causa de algunas fuentes. Mi mural representa la campana de libertad, la bandera de los Estados Unidos y una águila calva. El propósito de mi mural es expresar patriotismo y apoderar la comunidad causa de las imágenes. O sea, quiero hacer este diseño porque yo quiero el mural a la significativo para expresar el patriotismo y me gusta el diseño creado por mi. Voy a incorporar las imágenes de la campana de libertad, la bandera de los Estados Unidos y una águila calva porque ellas son emblemas de Filadelfia y los Estados Unidos. No incorporo palabras porque no creo que necesita palabras. Yo uso imágenes en vez de palabras. En fin, me gusta mi diseño porque expresa patriotismo muy bien. Las imágenes (la campana de libertad, el bandera de los Estados Unidos y la águila calva) y los colores (rojo) son emblemas de Filadelfia y los Estados Unidos y el valor. De hecho, el diseño exitosamente llena el papel de arte público.

Julia Furman + Chloe Hart Emiliano Zapata este un líder en la Revolución Mexicana. Él luchó contra Porfirio Díaz junto a Mandelo.

Una oda a Emiliano Zapata Joven, Fuerte, Resuelto Cuando yo te veo pienso en un hombre, un guerrero y un luchador de la libertad Me haces creer Tú, mi motivación

El localización es el parte de atrás de mi casa porque yo creo que es interesante. Yo no pongo encontró información de mi barrio, pero yo pongo encontró información de Filadelfia. Filadelfia había fundado por William Penn en el veintisiete de Octubre, 1682. Filadelfia es adónde el Declaración de Independencia había escrito y el localización de la Campana de Libertad.

Ubicado en: Puente en 22nd St.

Cosas: identidad, singularidad, aceptación

Objectos/Frases/Palabras: Un Mano, Una Figura con muchos miembros

Razon: SLA Semana de Desafío proyecto