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Posted by Mary Hertz in FreshmenArt on Friday, May 12, 2017 at 10:35 am
Melanie remembers those cool Paris mornings getting ready for class and rushing out the door just in time to catch the Métro.

Now, standing in her Missouri kitchen, she gazes at the plant that she grew from seeds smuggled onto the plane in her wallet, the candle, a gift from a fellow student before she left, that she only lights on special occasions, and the sign she splurged on the day before she left. "C'est la vie," she sighs.

Before washing her hands to make dinner, she gazes fondly at the last bar of French soap on the dish next to the sink. "Tonight, I'll make a croque madame for dinner," she thinks.

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One Point Perspective

Posted by Nateerah Wilson in FreshmenArt on Saturday, June 3, 2017 at 12:05 pm

​A young man named Codi had a passion for lovely furniture around his house. He had a great imagination. His parents left the house all to him with an abundance of money. Then Codi was thinking about adding more furniture to the dwell to get rid of the thought of his parents still sort of being in the house. This would help him be reminded that he is an independent man.

However, a sofa in his home brings back memories of when him and his brothers would watch football in the living room. The sofa was brown suede and the lamp was curve shaped. Codi admired his medals for track. There was a picture on the wall of his family ten years ago that they had taken in a diner for Christmas.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          
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Posted by Codi Sarlo-Resnick in FreshmenArt on Friday, June 2, 2017 at 6:15 pm

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One Point Perspective

Posted by Kaitlyn Bond in FreshmenArt on Sunday, May 28, 2017 at 1:21 pm

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Rebecca comes home from a long day in New York City, hanging out with friends and going on adventures. She looks around her Philadelphia apartment and sighs.

 

She takes in the views from her two wide windows that face Philadelphia's center city. She swallows, thinking about her life decisions. Her friends are thinking about moving to New York City, and they want her to go. She wants to, but Philadelphia is her home. She’s lived here all of her life.

 

She opens a window for fresh air, which will hopefully help clear her mind. She looks at the little elephant charm her friend gave her that sits on the chair under the television. She sits on her couch, looking at a plant and computer that her best friend gave her. Her best friends leaving, too. They're moving early next week, and she needs to make her decision.


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One Point Perspective Project

Posted by Aaliyah Payne in FreshmenArt on Saturday, May 13, 2017 at 9:14 am

​Amalia moved into her grandmother's house 15 years later after she died. All of her furniture is still there, she slowly reminisces over her childhood house.  She walked into her old bedroom where she found her blanket that she used as a baby. When she turns to the left, she sees her grandmother's book, "to the moon and back", that was read to her every Saturday before bed. As she was about to leave she walked to the door she sees a set of portraits made by her grandfather, a famous artist. The portraits were passed down to her mother and now passed down to her. 
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My Room

Posted by Amaya Lambert in FreshmenArt on Friday, May 12, 2017 at 3:16 pm

I opened my bedroom door, brisk, cold air hit my face. I walked in and looked around, remembering the days where the walls were blank. Where the room was empty, void of life and memories.


My bed was neatly made up, with the books I’ve recently and previously bought. I sat on it and picked up my computer, the late birthday from my mother. It was identical to the one she has. I opened it and started to watch some videos on Youtube. After watching hours of Youtube videos, I got up from my bed and looked at my posters, posters I’ve bought from Amazon that resembled for love for anime and meaningful quotes.


I walked over to my dresser. My mother had a friend to built and paint it. It was a rich blue color and was filled with my clothes. The dresser also had some more of my books on top of it and a writing certificate on the wall. I reached over and grabbed a book. I walked over to my bed and started to read.


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Ballet Gala

Posted by Madison Richardson in FreshmenArt on Friday, May 12, 2017 at 3:15 pm

​Sweaty and drained, Lorelei's polished feet graces around the room. "Flex, point, flex, point," she does in front of the mirror. Persistent, Lorelei stretches the core of her thighs. 

The light dims through the window and shines her face. Spacious and immense the walls are mural filled with past generations of prima ballerinas. A family tradition to inherit this studio, Lorelei will be the 9th.

Placing her legs towards the dilapidated dance barre, her point shoes lay gently beside. Watching over, the baby grand piano she notices a letter. Reading aloud, it says, "Elegant and light, the stage is yours."

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One Point Perspective

Posted by Steven Wallace in FreshmenArt on Friday, May 12, 2017 at 3:07 pm

Amnah is 21 she loves plants and lives alone and it just so happens to be her birthday, So she does he daily routine day she goes into her living room and plant this one is very special of her’s from her dying mother called the purple iris. She Prays to her father's ashes next to the chimney in the living room everyday. Also she has this dog that her older brother had gotten for her when she was a baby, but he passed away and so the only reminder she has of him.

And she lies down with him everyday and watches tv after she’s done watering IRIS  and praying to her father. And since it’s her birthday she takes all there ashes and goes to the beach and let’s them go a bit each year until there gone as they wished.
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My room

Posted by Seth Lopez in FreshmenArt on Friday, May 12, 2017 at 3:07 pm

The little kid that lives in this house is 16 years old. He moved out from his parents house at such a young age because of how independent he has become. His house is very modern and sleek, with a vintage table and an amazing rosewood floor, his house is true beauty. In his living room, it’s extremely neat and filed. In the living room he has a burgundy couch and ahead of it lies his 45 inch tv he earned from getting straight A’s for his entire life. From his parents house he brought along his brown stuffed bear that he has had from childhood, he got the bear from the carnival. He also got a ink pen that was handed down from his great grandfather. Lastly, he got a pot that was from China, it is extremely intricate and beautiful.  


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One Point Perspective Room.

Posted by Justina Thompson in FreshmenArt on Friday, May 12, 2017 at 3:00 pm

Venice recounts the hours spent that she would get ready for her first days of high-school. Reflecting on her encounters, her interactions, and the ways that her days would end.


Now, within the present, sitting on her mattress inside of her bedroom, she gazes at the envelope labeled from Yale University. This was the ticket to her future; it was now or never. She anxiously settles her stare onto a painting that was given her as a graduation gift; a picture she had taken of a rose turned photograph. “This is everything. This is everything that I’ve waited for. If I don’t open it now... I will never know,” she murmurs to herself.


Before opening the letter, she inhales a deep breath, exhaling an adequate amount of air. She gazes at the table across the room, a chair tucked beneath it. “Here we go,” she says, beginning to rip it open.


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One Point Perspective/Backstory

Posted by Roy-Yae Weatherbe in FreshmenArt on Friday, May 12, 2017 at 3:00 pm

Tony got up to to grab his shoes to go outside and just as he was about to lace them up he hesitated. "Man I've been so many places in these." Then he grabbed his phone and rembered when he first got it. He had it for 5 years when his mom first got it for his birthday. "Man what going on with these flashbacks today". Then just as he was walking out the door he saw a picture of him with his favorite jacket. "I remembered when I gave that hoodie to the little girl in the rain. Felt like the best person in the world.
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