Sunday, November 21, 2010
Monday, November 8, 2010
A Picure Worth a Thousand Words
This picture is worth a thousand words because in this picture you can see the man in red is about to skill the man in blue. The crowd is cheering, it tastes very salty, it feels like cloth, and it smells like salt, and grass. This picture provokes happiness, sadness, and craziness. Those are the reasons why I chose this picture.
I chose this picture too because of a lot of reasons. For example each drop of water falling down has a smiley in it which is the affect from the upside down smiley in the background. It is also very amazing how the photographer took the picture at the precise moment of the happening.
This picture is clearly worth a thousand words because of tons of reasons. One is that the photographer added cartoon while he also added reality. It is very cool that the cartoon people are all looking at the whole in a very surprised way as if it was a portal.
I chose this picture too because of a lot of reasons. For example each drop of water falling down has a smiley in it which is the affect from the upside down smiley in the background. It is also very amazing how the photographer took the picture at the precise moment of the happening.
This picture is clearly worth a thousand words because of tons of reasons. One is that the photographer added cartoon while he also added reality. It is very cool that the cartoon people are all looking at the whole in a very surprised way as if it was a portal.
Monday, November 1, 2010
Pictures
Number 86 is about to make a touchdown, the crowdis cheering, number 23 is about to tackle him. People going crazy, smells like food, and a leather ball. Happiness, craziness, sadness, and madness.
The picture does not show open spaces, nature, or wildlife. When I was in RSC for a rugby match I made one touchdown.
The bull and the man are starring at each other. It tastes like salt, it smells like bull droppings the bull is making a sound of rage, the bull and the man are starring at each other full of rage. Fear, crazy and scared. When I stared at my dog straight at his eyes he would be as still as a statue.
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