Payton, I'm sorry to hear that. Thank you for sharing with us. I can feel the bluster, the turmoil, through your art, and I hope it's able to bring you a measure of comfort. Your work reveals great emotion.
Your similes & metaphors, allusions, vocabulary are always unmatched. As are your themes: love, friendship, religion-- you often hit on many all at once. This touched me in a very specific way. Keep doing what you're doing.
Ahh, "the boxes are in the corner" has me thinking of the sometimes intentional and sometimes unintentional act of compartmentalization... Right, it sure does feel like thoughts and memories and questions can begin to loom over our shoulders some days, stack up like they would in a stuffy attic full of junk you can't let go of. The last lines of this poem, an open window to escape from, was the perfect image to end on.
What a thoughtful story! It's been so long since I've read anything featuring animals as characters, so that was a nice suprise. There's a real sense of community in this rabbit-world that you've built, and by the end we can see how just how much of a compassionate individual Bonnie is. I think there's so much to be expanded on if you carry on the story, you've set yourself up so well already!
This is really perfectly relatable, you've written it in a beautifully simple and matter of fact way, so that it somehow still feels nostalgic. I'm a senior this year so the counting down time really hit home :) Those small moments you've written down are so perfectly important. Beautiful job :)
Thank you!
Thank you :) the wording is a bit clunky I know, but I'm glad I got the emotions across!
you did a really good job blending!
All I used was prismacolor colored pencils from art class!
Payton, I'm sorry to hear that. Thank you for sharing with us. I can feel the bluster, the turmoil, through your art, and I hope it's able to bring you a measure of comfort. Your work reveals great emotion.
Your similes & metaphors, allusions, vocabulary are always unmatched. As are your themes: love, friendship, religion-- you often hit on many all at once. This touched me in a very specific way. Keep doing what you're doing.
Ahh, "the boxes are in the corner" has me thinking of the sometimes intentional and sometimes unintentional act of compartmentalization... Right, it sure does feel like thoughts and memories and questions can begin to loom over our shoulders some days, stack up like they would in a stuffy attic full of junk you can't let go of. The last lines of this poem, an open window to escape from, was the perfect image to end on.
What a thoughtful story! It's been so long since I've read anything featuring animals as characters, so that was a nice suprise. There's a real sense of community in this rabbit-world that you've built, and by the end we can see how just how much of a compassionate individual Bonnie is. I think there's so much to be expanded on if you carry on the story, you've set yourself up so well already!
Making nettle leaf tea with milk and honey
This is really perfectly relatable, you've written it in a beautifully simple and matter of fact way, so that it somehow still feels nostalgic. I'm a senior this year so the counting down time really hit home :) Those small moments you've written down are so perfectly important. Beautiful job :)