Authors note: I wrote this for a warm up in the beginning of class. It based it off of a painting from Claude Monet called Le Pont Japoinais a Giverny shown below. When I saw the picture I went to a very calm place and just went from there to write about it. As I was writing I was thinking about what it would be like to be there in that setting, and about what it would feel like, sound like, and look like in real life.
I lie on my back looking up at the willow trees drooping my way. As the wind blows the branches sway back, and forth, back, and forth. The bird chirp a little chirp to each other from opposite sides of the pond. I can hear very faint splashes from the bright colored fish in the water. A large sound comes every now and then from the fogs who sit on the side, looking into the filthy water. There is a lot to look at here, and no matter how hard you try you could probably never leave. I know I wouldn't want to. I could live here forever, and never get up! Sleep here, and wake up here every morning, and every evening I would watch the sun go down through the willow trees. It becomes easier, and easier to see why there are so many peaceful animals here, and I am here to be in their presence. To my left there is a large bridge that people walk over everyday, and yes I am one of those people too, who walk over it stop just to gaze at the beauty of natural artwork. If I were any good at art, I would paint this scenery everyday and I could never get sick of it. As I think of this it becomes apparent that there is a painting of this very place, so I bought it and thought to myself "At least I will be able to be home more now, and I can spend more time with my family. This doesn't mean I will not be there often because I will. When I look at that picture I will go back to the place I love so much, by the pond."
I lie on my back looking up at the willow trees drooping my way. As the wind blows the branches sway back, and forth, back, and forth. The bird chirp a little chirp to each other from opposite sides of the pond. I can hear very faint splashes from the bright colored fish in the water. A large sound comes every now and then from the fogs who sit on the side, looking into the filthy water. There is a lot to look at here, and no matter how hard you try you could probably never leave. I know I wouldn't want to. I could live here forever, and never get up! Sleep here, and wake up here every morning, and every evening I would watch the sun go down through the willow trees. It becomes easier, and easier to see why there are so many peaceful animals here, and I am here to be in their presence. To my left there is a large bridge that people walk over everyday, and yes I am one of those people too, who walk over it stop just to gaze at the beauty of natural artwork. If I were any good at art, I would paint this scenery everyday and I could never get sick of it. As I think of this it becomes apparent that there is a painting of this very place, so I bought it and thought to myself "At least I will be able to be home more now, and I can spend more time with my family. This doesn't mean I will not be there often because I will. When I look at that picture I will go back to the place I love so much, by the pond."
I like your authors note because it gave information about the painting. Your writing is very peaceful, and I loved reading it.
ReplyDeleteThis is really interesting because it went in a direction I totally didn't see coming. I love that. I would recommend going back into this piece, re-visiting the idea, and seeing if there isn't actually something here you are trying to say, but just didn't afford yourself the time to develop it. Also there are some silly errors that you'll catch when you read it over.
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