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Amity High

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Kyle M...
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Michelle F...
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Student writing inspired by viewing Ansel Adams exhibit...

Writing prompt: Imagine yourself in this scene. What do you sense?

Winter Storm: It's 5:30 PM, clouds are rolling in. the temperature is dropping, it seems to be about 50 degrees. The birds are still flying overhead and their screeches echo through the snow covered mountains. The faint smell of pine sifts upward in the light breeze.
Joe B.

The cliff shoots right out of the lake. The clouds as they roll by block the sun on the mountains and cliffs. The fog rolls down the side of a mountainside. The ground is muddy and wet.
Berluti

A powdering of snow has fallen but the air is brisk, not cold. There are many small streams gurgling nearby.
Sophie C.

At 10:00 in the morning, the sun is at its perfect angle because it's not too far up on the horizon, but just far enough to warm my face.
Coreen E.


Writing prompt: What might Georgia O'Keeffe and Orville Cox be saying to each other?

She: Your feet are as big as that cloud.
He: "What? They're not that big are they?
Alani G.

Man: It's kinda cold out, do you want to go in?
Woman: I know something that can keep us warm.

The woman is telling a joke, flirting.
The guy is shy, embarassed, blushing.


Writing Prompt: Choose a landscape and write a postcard from the place.

The mountains have settled deep into the fog as over. The trees seem to be going to sleep. The severe beauty of this place is such a extraordinary sight that I don't know how such a thing could be caught on camera.
Joe B.


Writing Prompt: If the picture could talk, what would it say?

Trailer Camp Children: The big kid might be thinking, "I hope we don't die like this." The little kids might be thinking, "Where's my parents?"
Sam S.


Write a four-line poem...

Alone
Reflecting
Like a mirror
Placid
Sam S.

Majestic
Supporting
Like a parent
Powerful
Julie M.

The sun turns the clouds into golden pillows
Stretching, Dropping
Like another world
Eerie
David A.

(Frozen Lakes and Cliffs)
Jagged
Cutting through
Teeth
Carved out
Coreen E.

STUDENT PROJECTS

Amity High

To view work by student, choose the link below...
Caitlin A...
artwork by student
Jessica W...
artwork by student

Unsigned...
artwork by student

Colleen C...
artwork by student

Kyle M...
artwork by student

Michelle F...
artwork by student


Student writing inspired by viewing Ansel Adams exhibit...

Writing prompt: Imagine yourself in this scene. What do you sense?

Winter Storm: It's 5:30 PM, clouds are rolling in. the temperature is dropping, it seems to be about 50 degrees. The birds are still flying overhead and their screeches echo through the snow covered mountains. The faint smell of pine sifts upward in the light breeze.
Joe B.

The cliff shoots right out of the lake. The clouds as they roll by block the sun on the mountains and cliffs. The fog rolls down the side of a mountainside. The ground is muddy and wet.
Berluti

A powdering of snow has fallen but the air is brisk, not cold. There are many small streams gurgling nearby.
Sophie C.

At 10:00 in the morning, the sun is at its perfect angle because it's not too far up on the horizon, but just far enough to warm my face.
Coreen E.


Writing prompt: What might Georgia O'Keeffe and Orville Cox be saying to each other?

She: Your feet are as big as that cloud.
He: "What? They're not that big are they?
Alani G.

Man: It's kinda cold out, do you want to go in?
Woman: I know something that can keep us warm.

The woman is telling a joke, flirting.
The guy is shy, embarassed, blushing.


Writing Prompt: Choose a landscape and write a postcard from the place.

The mountains have settled deep into the fog as over. The trees seem to be going to sleep. The severe beauty of this place is such a extraordinary sight that I don't know how such a thing could be caught on camera.
Joe B.


Writing Prompt: If the picture could talk, what would it say?

Trailer Camp Children: The big kid might be thinking, "I hope we don't die like this." The little kids might be thinking, "Where's my parents?"
Sam S.


Write a four-line poem...

Alone
Reflecting
Like a mirror
Placid
Sam S.

Majestic
Supporting
Like a parent
Powerful
Julie M.

The sun turns the clouds into golden pillows
Stretching, Dropping
Like another world
Eerie
David A.

(Frozen Lakes and Cliffs)
Jagged
Cutting through
Teeth
Carved out
Coreen E.