Thursday, December 17, 2009

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

COLLECTING TYPE



Many artists use text in their work. Explore the links below to find a mentor artist that inspires you. Notice the many different possibilities. Choose a font and illustrate a title page for our magazine Scribbled Blue Dreams in that style.





COLLECTING TYPE

Be an explorer of the world. Letter design is everywhere. Here are a few mentor artists' websites to explore:

Monday, October 12, 2009

GRAPHIC STORIES

There are many ways to tell our stories. Drawings help us to visualize as well as to focus the reader on certain aspects of our story. Here's a sample of some of the graphic stories that we designed. Most are based on a specific aspect of our lives such as an earliest memory or something that is irreplaceable to us.

THREE POEMS

The following three poem drafts were inspired by words from several articles we read in class. Each poem was a collaboration and were chosen by the Literacy Arts classes to be published in the next volume of Scribbled Blue Dreams.

The Novice
by Karina B., Joseph M. and Nyador R.

Her eyes are glistening
as she tumbles down the stairs
her normality perishes
I try to woo her
she’s dissociating herself
her soul flowing away from her body
as if the devil is kidnapping her soul
she’s very terrified
I try to find courage in myself
but I’m a novice


Glistening Day
by Caleb N., Dee T. and Dee Dee M.

On a glistening day a car bombing brings
desolation. The streets are flowing with blood from
the victims. People are suffocating from not only dust and
smoke, but from fear. The tragedy brings an already decrepit
area into a terrified war zone. These regular acts of
evil prove to be a diversion for peace. This broken
society is far from being mended. Evil has become
the normalcy in the region where the loss of courage
has become an epidemic.

No Where to Run
by Breanna K., Joanne R., Johna B. and Jenna H.

The glistening stars above
are so beautiful It takes
your breath away, like a
pillow suffocating you. It’s
like you’re terrified of the
flowing sparkling water. There
was a car bombing and you
started to run. run to where
who knows, then you
stopped because of a diversion
There's a sparkle
coming out of the ground
so you can gain some courage
to walk over, you give yourself
permission to interact with
the sparkle. Then you fall into
the sparkle into desolation. Everything
that sparkles isn't gold

Monday, September 7, 2009

SUPER.HERO

Super.Hero is our first choral poem with contributions from all of the students in Literacy Arts. We thought about important people in our lives and then imagined we were superheroes who could do anything we wanted take care of our loved ones.

Super.hero

Give my strength
Go back in time

People would have less stress on their mind
Children would have money for college tuition
Parents wouldn’t have to worry

I’d go to Mexico, cross the bridge and bring my two brothers with me
Help my mother learn English
Get Dad a better job and more money

Super.hero
Give my strength
Go back in time

I’d bring my sisters and stepbrothers to the U.S.
Help my dad get his job back
Get my sister her own business
I’d get my mom off drugs

Go back in time to say good-bye to my grandpa
Grandma would have her own farm with all of the animals she wants
I’d give my little brother the strength he needs to pursue his music career
Make his small business a big business

Super.hero
Give my strength
Go back in time

Grandpa would still be here on earth
Making all of my family
All the people I love have smiles on their faces

See my father full of life
Help my mother work so she can go home and rest
She works hard
I would make her young again

People wouldn’t have to die too soon
Mom didn’t have to suffer in her childhood
Dad would never go back to jail
Curtis would see his dad all the time

Super.hero
Give my strength
Go back in time

Help my family
Make them laugh
Buy my mom the house of her dreams
Make my brother a pro soccer player

Help my Auntie Dee with her legs because they bleed a lot
Destroy autism for my brother
I’d help my cousin find confidence in herself, get out of the hospital, and stop thinking that the only way things will get better is if she dies

Super.hero
Give my strength
Go back in time

Give F students straight A’s
My sister would be smart and write fast and speak better
I would change a friend’s mind about dropping out of high school

Young people would get out of the gang life
Block Marcus from the bullet
Tonya would have a boyfriend that really loves her and her baby
Girls would never get raped

Super.hero
Give my strength
Go back in time

We are only human but
Our poems will never fade away.

Monday, June 1, 2009

SCRIBBLED BLUE DREAMS REFLECTIONS





Young as you are
live life
speak up
find a reason to laugh
be a musician
open their minds 
and hearts

Young as you are
stand up
follow your dreams
when life is hard
and it's WWII all over again
Think positive about tommorrow
life is a mystery 
Do you hear the beat?

Young as we are
we cry in silence
too many deportations 
educate people
educate yourself 
bold

Young as  you are
What you think matters
do your thing
the only way out is the way through
don't judge my life
imagination runs faster than shadows
We can change the world.

Literacy Arts '09

I learned that there is more to tape.  A.D.

 

I learned that in poetry you can never be satisfied with a first draft.  You have to put as much time and effort into it as possible.  I’ll remember that every time I write a poem.  J.P.

 

Poems don’t have to rhyme-it just has to come from your heart.  T.M.

 

My favorite thing about the residency was the idea of expressing one’s self through poetry and hearing the different voices in each poem. You can make anything out of something. A.R.

 

I couldn’t cut the tape at first but then when I learned the skill, I couldn’t stop cutting tape. M.Y.

 

I learned that art/reading is not what others think but what you feel.  P.L.

 

I really enjoyed doing things I had never done before.  I learned a part of myself that is poetry because I realized I’m a good writer. I remember when I mixed my poem with the other student, we put it together and we shared our thoughts to make one beautiful poem.  I’ll use this residency outside of the school.  I’ll buy tapes of many colors and I’ll decorate my t-shirts.  I learned how to be creative doing just simple things. O.Z.

Sunday, May 24, 2009

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Wednesday, May 13, 2009

CUT DREAM WRITE






DO IT YOURSELF



sankaradjeki a.k.a. Jacques

LET'S WRITE





SUPERMAN. FOR A DAY

Sunday, May 10, 2009