This Virus Should Bring us Closer, graphic art by Rebecca Wu, 9
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This Virus Should Bring us Closer
Rebecca Wu, 9
There once was a short, stubby, old man whom everyone called Ol' Stephens who lived by himself down the road. His house was in terrible shape; with holes in the roof and crooked planks. His face was round and plump, and his nose took up a third of his face; his hair was few and thin, and he had a double, maybe even triple chin. His fingers were sausage-like, short and fat, like himself.
1. Like the rest of his body, his face was small. Not smushed in any way, just petite. His features were slightly sharp, like a dulled knife, and, like his thin arms and legs, his tiny little ears shook unexplainably whenever he moved. His face was, in general, awkward, as he had a small little chin, a thin mouth, and a tiny, ruddy nose.
Shoes The mother pulled her black hair into a ponytail. She sat on a rough, torn, gray airport seat with a tiny girl in her lap, crowded in by hundreds of others. The girl seemed much happier than the mother. She had a sweet smile on her face, and her big brown eyes were bright with curiosity.
A long black veil covered her pretty face. She clutched a photograph of him smiling. She was mourning. The features of her face could be seen only when you approached her closely. Her wavy blonde hair curled softly at her shoulders. Her rosy red lips betrayed a sense of foreboding as they morphed into a sad smile. Her blue eyes seemed vacant.
Evgenia Caranelli stood in the doorway of her mansion. She eyed her unexpected visitor, a mere child who appeared intimidated by the elderly woman’s manner. Most people were intimidated by Evgenia, for reasons they could not put to words. She was a thin, towering figure with immaculate posture.
As the new girl walked in, all eyes in the room turned to her, as she had that effect on people. She had a round face, with kind, thoughtful eyes, and when she smiled her cheekbones were clearly shown, giving her an attractive look that drew all of the attention in the room. Her hair fell in short dark curtains on either side of her face, making the rest look brighter and sweeter.
Artwork: The Scream by Edvard Munch
I penetrated the famous artwork with my gaze as I imagined myself inside the painting–glorious, I thought. The colors swirled around the painting–some wobbly, some wavy. I studied the face of the person who screamed. It was as though the world around you would shake for a moment–to share the horror with you.
Write down your favorite animal. Your favorite food. An interesting object. A place you have dreamed of going to but have never visited. Now, put them all together to create a surrealist work of art. This might be visual work like a painting or a drawing, or a piece of writing.
For an introduction to surrealism, watch the Tate’s short video.
Fish
Matilda Glascott, 6
Being at home is no fun
I'd much rather be at school
I bet the fish are already in one
Fish are pretty cool.
Fish get to eat yummy things.
Fish get to go to the pool.
I wish I was a fish.
I wish I could go to school.