In the Jones house
(can 稚!/can't!)
BBC radio announces the first cloned persons acceptance
(says WHO?)
into the priesthood. While the Pope
(says ME!)
stated, “created souls are equal and sacred”
(Can too! / Cannot! )
the Jones kids
(CAN!! /CANNOT!!)
argued if humans could fly to the sun.
6/9
feet
about
when i was in kindergarten maybe 4 or 5yrs old i loved painting, like many kids do.
we used poster paint so we got to scoop out the powder and mix it with water, watching the small air bubbles pop on the surface of the pot holder.
i can even remember the smell.
i used to love the intensity of the colour as it flowed out from the brush and the texture of the paint across the paper. absorbed and lost at the same time.
one day i arrived in the class and was told to paint a picture of the national flag. a picture of the flag had been placed on the blackboard to assist us. i can still remember the feeling of offense and disgust i felt. this was not painting. this was not the freedom or joy of painting. it was everything against that. in protest, i turned my back to the board and painted the flag, placed my paper on the teacher's desk when finished and went outside to play on the old fishing boat in the yard.
50word Story
In the Jones house
(can 稚!/can't!)
BBC radio announces the first cloned persons acceptance
(says WHO?)
into the priesthood. While the Pope
(says ME!)
stated, “created souls are equal and sacred”
(Can too! / Cannot! )
the Jones kids
(CAN!! /CANNOT!!)
argued if humans could fly to the sun.
Waterberg #2
Namibia 2014
the Jones kids
argued if humans could fly to the sun.
stated, “created souls are equal and sacred”
into the priesthood. While the Pope
BBC radio announces the first cloned persons acceptance
In the Jones house
(can 稚!/can't!)
(says WHO?)
(says ME!)
(Can too! / Cannot! )
(CAN!! /CANNOT!!)
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with their own coloured ball that matched their identically designed shirts.
The elder boy ran over to his brother’s ball and kicked it with glee.
Tears called back mum's attention;
The balls rolled away,
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50word
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halve the luggage
double the wallet
gouache on paper
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halve the luggage
double the wallet
gouache on paper
23.5cm x 17cm
Waterberg #2
Namibia 2014
panasonic Lx3
when i was in kindergarten maybe 4 or 5yrs old i loved painting, like many kids do.
we used poster paint so we got to scoop out the powder and mix it with water, watching the small air bubbles pop on the surface of the pot holder.
i can even remember the smell.
i used to love the intensity of the colour as it flowed out from the brush and the texture of the paint across the paper. absorbed and lost at the same time.
one day i arrived in the class and was told to paint a picture of the national flag. a picture of the flag had been placed on the blackboard to assist us. i can still remember the feeling of offense and disgust i felt. this was not painting. this was not the freedom or joy of painting. it was everything against that. in protest, i turned my back to the board and painted the flag, placed my paper on the teacher's desk when finished and went outside to play on the old fishing boat in the yard.