Book Recomendation

A book that I would recommend for someone who likes action and suspense. This fictional novel takes you into a world full of risks and close calls. These characters have a deadly mission. They, an  escaped criminal, a professional thief, a young crime lord, a demo expert, and the best guns men around. They must first must get into the most heavily guarded enemy base. Than they must find and retrieve a captured genius who holds their world in his hands. Than, this daring bunch of misfits must get back out of this prestigious prison. But only for a price.

Memories from this School Year, 2015-2016

Sitting in the hall,
staring out the window,
eating,
talking,
laughing,
Not wanting to go back to class.
Lunch is just so great,
I mean,
you just sit around and talk with your friends,
it's like a free 45 minutes of socialization.
Sitting under the big trees,
feeling the grass,
the breeze,
the shade.
Or sitting in the cool, dark hallway,
the lights in there went out,
and they just never fixed them.
It was nice.
School was fun,
until about half way through,
that was when all the excitement of a new year was gone,
the stress of homework was building up,
and that's when you start counting down the days until break.
Don't get me wrong,
I love school,
most of the time,
but it just gets old after a wile,
just doing the same thing at the same time each day.
You start to miss the freedom of summer,
and of course the sleeping in.  
But this year was overall, okay,
lots of good times, and of course some bad.
But I will treasure the memories I have. 

'Guernica' by Pablo Picasso

This blog is about the painting 'Guernica', painted by Pablo Picasso. He painted this oil on canvas painting  in 1937. Picasso was born on the 25th of October, 1881, and died on April 8th 1973 age 91.

This painting is abstract, which means it douse not follow any specific guidelines. There seem to be a lot of screaming, possibly decapitated heads. One of them slightly resembles a dog. There is also an eye with an up-side-down light bulb in it, hanging above everything else.

There are also some spots in this painting that if you look at it differently it becomes something else. Which is something that is amazing to incorporate into a painting. Again, there are not just decapitated heads. There also seem to be some detached limbs struin across the floor and scattered about the painting. As well as a few broken swords, a gas lamp, and a small plume of smoke.

Personally, I like this painting. I like how it has different layers and how you could look at it for hours and still find new things. I like the complexity, it is a work of art.

Nature Haikus

Laying in the grass,

staring at the sky, bright blue.

A great place to think.

Running through the woods,

jumping over rocks and streams,

the sun shining bright.

Clouds hang in the sky,

a fierce wind blows through the fields,

gray, and black, and wind. 

'The Great Wave Off Kanagawa' by Katsushika Hokusai

This blog is about 'The Great Wave Off Kanagawa' by Katsushika Hokusai. He was born supposedly on October 31, 1760. He died on May 10, 1849, age 88.

At first glance this painting simply depicts a huge wave over taking a boat. But look closer, an you'll see much more. You will see a mountain with snowy peaks in the back round. You will also see another boat a little farther back.

There is also the sky. Which looks like the clouds are glowing with sunlight. But the sky under the clouds is dark and gray, and it gets darker the closer it gets to the ground the darker it gets. I think that this represents that the sky or nature, started out clean and pure. But that humanity has polluted and taken it for granted. That humanity has filled this world with violence and weapons of destruction.

I think that this painting is a work of art. The water looks so real I could reach out and touch it. The boats are detailed and well made. Most of all, the sky is simply magnificent, the blending of colors is just perfect, I also love the contrast. 

LOL Front Yard Poem

Birds, chirping and singing in the trees,
the sound of cars driving by,
the rustle of the leaves in the soft wind.
The feeling of the grass,
the trees,
the wind blowing.
The smell of tiny new flowers,
the smell of the cars,
he smell of the large lilac bush blooming.
The hot sun finally dips behind a crowd,
the short moment of coolness is short lived,
the sun is out from behind the clouds,
the heat and brightness soon returns.

Nothing Gold can Stay

Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold,
Her early leaf is a flower,
but only so an hour,
Then leaf subsides to leaf,
so Eden sank to grief,
so dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

The Creation of birds by Remedios Varo

This blog is about 'The Creation of birds', which was painted by Remedios Varo. It was painted in1957. She was born on the 16th of December, 1908, and died in October, 1963, age 54.

In this painting you can see some kind of a bird person sitting at a desk. They have a violin hung around their neck.  They also are holding both a paintbrush, and a triangle magnifying glass. I think that the  magnifying glass is shining beams of light and creating an illusion of a bird. The bird person is then painting the bird to make it real.

There is also a tube going out the window, which is attached to what looks sort of like an hour glass. There are another three tubes coming out of the hour glass and dripping the colors, blur, yellow, and red on to a pallet. The primary colors, represent that everything is some form of something else. Because atoms (so far) can not be destroyed, but rather they decompose and re-grow as something new. I think that the hour glass represents that everything is made, and destroyed by time. But that the paints coming out of the hour glass represents that time does not just destroy things, it also creates them.

I think that this painter is very inspirational. She also shares some similarities with the painter Hieronymus Bosch. Such as their layered paintings. You could look at their work for hours and still notice new things. Her work is fun to look at and explore, it is also inspirational and creative. I think that they have made a valuable contribution to the world of art. 

(1957)

(1957)

(1957. He was born on the 16th of December, 1908, and died on 8 October 1963, at age 54. 

	(1957)

Weekend poem

Laying on the soft bed,
staring at the little screen,
laughing,
smiling,
getting angry at the internet,
the wifi connection's terrible.
And I just got comfortable...
Oh well;
clicking through videos,
scrolling through pointless posts,
staying up way past late,
watching and re-watching my favorite shows,
maybe forget to sleep...
once or twice...
Just one more episode!...
Oh no...
The sun is up already?!
Oh?
Tomorrow's Tuesday?
I hadn't noticed.

The Dust Bowl Blues

This blog is about Woody Gurthrie's Dust Bowl Blues. It is a song about the Dust Bowl of the 1930s'.
It is a country song and has grammar that is cringe worthy, such as "I just blowed in." or "I seen the wind so high, that it blowed my fences down." Although I don't like country music, it is a sort of okay song, just not my favorite.

Bad grammar and genre aside, there were some lyrics that described the dust bowl. Such as "But when the dust gets high, you can't even see the sky." Which is describing when the dust clouds would be so big that you couldn't see the sky.

There is also the lyrics "I've seen the dust so black, that you couldn't see a thing." Which describes when the bust would be so thick that it blocked the sun out. It would be so thick that you could barely open your eyes. There is also "Well it turned my farm into a pile of sand."I had to hit that road with a bottle in my hand." Which describes how many people had to just pack up and leave when the dust bowl hit.

I think that this song has some lyrics that are good, and some that just aren't. I also just don't like country music, the rhythm just sounds wrong. But that's just my opinion....I think a song should be written about the dust bowl, just maybe not a country song.  

The Dust Bowl Pictures

This blog is about 'The Dust Bowl Pictures' taken by Dorothea Lange. The Dust Bowl was a raging dust storm that took place in the 1930s'. It sometimes engulfed buildings, and even whole towns.The raging winds combined with the loose, dry soil, caused by the drought, created a terrible dust storm. These pictures show just how bad it really was.  


Most of the crops were ruined because of the drought. The dry soil was swept up by the wind, that's how the Dust Bowl started. It just kept picking up more soil and getting bigger. People lines the cracks under doors, and the window sills with damp cloth in an attempt to keep some of the dust out.



There was dust everywhere. In the houses, in the schools, in the clothes, and even in the food. Nothing could keep the dust out, it always found some way to sink into everything. Some people  moved far away to escape the dust, but those who couldn't afford it had to stay.


I think it is very important that Dorothea Lange took these pictures. We can learn from them and maybe help provent another dust bowl from happening in the future. She is also a great photographer, her pictures really capture the destruction that the dust bowl left behind. 

Old Photo Poem

I've been standing here for about 5 minutes,
staring blankly,
my corset cutting into my stomach,
I can hardly breathe,
my feet hurt,
when will this end?
I can't wait for this to be over.

Don Mclean's 'Vincent'

This is a blog about Don Mclean's song 'Vincent'.  His song was inspired by Vincent van Gogh's painting Starry Night. It was recorded in May, 1971.

This song has lyrics about how Vincent was thought of as crazy,  such as
 "And how you suffered for your sanity," 
Also about how he was an outcast most of his life, and that no one understood him, 
"And how you tried to set them free. They would not listen, because they did not know how. Perhaps they'll listen now."   or  "For they could not love you, but still your love was true."  and finally
"But I could have told you Vincent, This world was never meant for someone as beautiful as you"

Their were also lyrics about the painting, such as
"Starry, starry night. Paint your palette blue and gray." or "Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffodils. Catch the breeze and the winter chills, in colors on the snowy linen land." Also "Starry, starry night. Flaming flowers that brightly blaze" (the stars) "Swirling clouds in Violet haze. Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue. Colors changing hue." 

This song is a little sad at some points but is also very beautiful. It can be interpreted in different ways and is a work of musical art. I think that this musician did a wonderful job of putting the beauty and complexity of the painting,  into the song. 

Angry poem

Cool and collected on the outside,

white, hot rage on the inside,

burning in the pit of your stomach,

wanting to break,

to let it all out,

To eliminate the problem.

But you don't.

No, you keep a blank face,

you don't do anything,

except stare.

Stare,
burning holes in whatever you look at,
because you don't want to let your anger show,
because if you do that,
people will ask you what's wrong,
and it's easier if you just calm yourself down,
rather than having to explain it to someone else.
That's why you just keep walking,
with an expressionless face,
staring straight ahead.
Because that's just what you do. 
 
 

Van Gogh's Starry Night

Image provided by Google Image 

This is a blog about Vincent van Gogh's Starry Night. It was painted in June 1889, at the time he was at an asylum called Saint-Rémy-de-Provence. He stayed at the asylum for about a year, while he was there, he painted almost 100 paintings.                                        

The painting is the view out of an east window of the asylum, just before dawn.

The stars and moon shining brightly, the night sky swirling and dancing. This painting is an oil on canvas and the unique brush strokes give it a look specific to Van Gogh.  

This painting makes me feel calm yet free. The beautiful, dark blue sky swirling, dotted with little gleaming specks of light. The twisting dark spiral rising up, the little town, the crescent moon with beams of light  surrounding it. This painting is amazing and inspiring.

          Today Van Gogh’s Starry Night is one of the most recognized paintings in western history, but sadly, he was ahead of his time. Today his work is well known and this painting is displayed in the New York Museum of Modern Arts. It is considered one of his best works. His paintings have spirit and are true masterpieces.
          

( Fun Fact / Theory:
The painting may be blurry because Van Gogh suffered from terrible migraines and the night sky probably appeared blurry to him, he just painted what he saw. If people with vision problems go their today,if they look out the east window they will see what Van Gogh saw.)

Star Gazing

 Star Gazing

Laying awake.

the cool night air,

crystal clear,

a gust of wind,

a rustle in the leaves,

just laying their.

  

Gazing up,

up in to an endless abyss, 

thousands of twinkling stars,

shining brightly.

The silver moon,

glowing coldly,

beautiful and far away,

yet feeling so close.

Completely relaxed,

at peace,

just looking,

looking at the calm night sky. 

How to care for a snake

How to care for a snake. If you are interested in keeping a snake you will need to know certain things. Like how big the tank should be and what food that type of snake eats. Here is a list of basic things you will need for your snake.

1. A water bowl that is big enough for your snake to soak in
2. Bedding for the bottom of the tank
3. Some kind of cave or container for your snake to hide in
4. A heating pad for half of the tank, so that the snake can go to the warm side of the cold side depending on how it feels.
5. A tank (the tank size may very between different kinds of snakes, so look up what your snake needs.)
6. Make sure you know what kind of food your snake needs, (different food for different snakes, some foods are mice, rats, crickets, ect.)

You should get a snake when it is young, so that the snake grows up friendly and around people.
If possible I would recomend getting your snake at a shelter or a rescue center. The snakes at pet shops tend to be weak or short lived.  


 

My spring break

On spring break 2016, I mostly sat in my room. I spent my time re-watching seasons 7-8 of SPN and having the feels all over again. I occasionally ventured out of my safe, warm, room to a acquire food and drink. Every so often my family would send a little sibling knocking at my door to ensure that I was still alive. It was enjoyable over all.

I also learned how to play pool this break. My grandparents have a pool table but it was always covered in stuff, like any other table. This break I decided to clean it off and learn how to play, and that's just what I did. I discovered that we have pool balls and sticks. They were hiding behind the bird cage. I enjoy playing and I am getting better at it, the problem is getting someone else to play. It seems no one else in my family shares my interests in pool, but they are willing to play every now and than.

My favorite part of my portfolio is the poetry booklet. It is my favorite because I enjoyed writing it.  I like to write poetry because it is a good way to express and convey ideas and emotions. It is something that I have recently discovered, and a hobby of mine. The poetry booklet is a collection of my favorite poems that I wrote this fall.

My least favorite part of my portfolio is my children's book. It took more effort than expected, and finding and sourcing art was also harder than I thought it would be. I don't usually write things for other people to read, much less children, so I had to come up with  a simple, appropriate story.  I also wrote it late at night so it's not my best work, but it is overall okay.

I have grown as a writer because of the class magazine. It is a collection of writing that over the year our class has written. I wrote a short story, a poem, and a dialogue, I learned and grew as a writer wile writing these. I also learned more about writing because of reading my classmate's work.

I want to write more poetry, it is my favorite form of writing. It can be powerful, sad, beautiful, or all of these things at once. You can wright about your feelings, your experiences, or your opinions and problems.  Poetry is an open book, it doesn't even have to be about you, you can write it about someone else.  It is a wonderful form of self expression, and I enjoy writing poetry because it can be whatever you want it to be.  

Who would you vote for?

Who would you vote for?

I don't pay very much attention to the elections. I can't vote so I don't want to get all worked up over something I can't do anything about. The only reason I know anything about who is running this year is because it's hard not to. I mean, it's all over the news, and everything online is about who you should vote for. But if I could vote I would vote for anyone that isn't Trump. Why would anyone vote for him? He doesn't stand a chance, and if by some horrible coincidence, and he douse make it to the final election, he probably bought his vote. I mean, why would anyone think it was a good idea to vote for him? And, even if he douse get elected, (never would happen) the impeachment services would have him out within 24 hours.      

Fear is...

Fear is...
Fear is a tightness in your stomach,
fear is a sense of overwhelming dread,
fear is your nightmares,
waiting for you to fall asleep,

fear is when you don't know what to do,
fear is when you are trapped.
Fear of the unknown,
fear of rejection,
fear of betrayal,
fear of shattered trust,
fear of the darkness,
fear of being alone,
fear of being lost,
fear of death.

This app should exist:

Have you ever had to download an entire album, only to listen to your 2 favorite songs? This often takes up space and costs money that could be saved. With this app you can select only your favorite songs, create your an album of those songs, and that download them. This is quick and easy and the songs are free to download. The app itself is only 5.99 for all these songs.

 Whether you like Taylor Swift and One Direction, or mcr and bmth. You can download a symphony or your favorite country music all in one place. This app could be used by anyone of any age, all at the touch of a button. (Something like this probably already exists but I am yet to find it.)

Inej

Inej;

The moon shining from above,

jumping from rooftop to rooftop,

feeling the cold wind blow,

don’t look back.

wraith.

Don't look behind you,

don't look back to who you used to be,

to the beaches of your homeland,

to the peaceful sea,

for you will only remember that day,

the day you died.

You weren’t a wraith.

The creaking of the ship,

the smell of decay,

the person you were,

died that day.

You were a wraith.

A new person stands here, now,

never at peace.

You are a wraith.

Always running, jumping, clinging,

always looking back to see who’s there,

only to see yourself staring back,

a shadow of yourself,

a mere ghost haunting your memories,

never at peace.

You the a wraith.

You walk the streets,

climb the buildings,

you silently explore the city,

restless, finding avoiding,

the one you love.

You are,

                                                                      The Wraith.

About me:

My name is Maitreya, I am 12 years old. I was born in December, 10 weeks early. I go to school at Leaves of Learning in Cincinnati OH. I enjoy drawing, writing poetry, and reading. My favorite book is currently Six of Crows, this book doesn't get good until about page 150. I also like to hike, skateboard, and rock climb. I prefer when the weather is overcast, windy, and about 66 degrees. My favorite season is Autumn, because it is not too hot and not too cold.

I have a pet rat named Violet, and I hope to get a pet snake in the future. I would get a corn snake because they don't get too big, and they are known for being friendly and being good pets in general. They will also eat food that is not alive, so they are easier to take care of than most other snakes would be.

I have 2 younger siblings, a sister and a brother. We live part time on a farm in Indiana, the farm has been in the family for almost 200 years. The rest of the time we live in Cincinnati. I enjoy exploring the 150 acre farm and walking in the woods. We have a dog named Casey, he is a great Pyrenees Bulgarian shepherd mix.