Cementaries and Painting

"I went to the Lakeview, Roselawn and Tiger Flowers cemetery complex for this fieldtrip, and I stayed there for at least 40 minutes. In the time of reflection I decided to paint my emtions out express them in a way I really havent before. Since I dont have a camera of any sort i cant show my picture but I am working on that part as I write this. If all else fails I'm just bringing it to class tomorrow.

C.S Lewis- Chapter One and Two

I have experienced alot of death within my short life and have had many counselors talk to me about death and how to handle it. However, none of them ever discribed or dipicted the grave in the manner or used the images quite like C.S Lewis did in these first two chapters of the book. In the past four years, since I arrived at Southeastern University, I have lost around fifteen friends due to many different situations. The image of death has been dead to me and has not meant alot, until I began to explore the writings of C.S Lewis and started to view them with an open-mind. I feel that C.S Lewis is dealing with greif. For example, what I mean is that I can only imageine losing a wife, and how hard that would be, and in some regrads that may be unbearable. Relationships that are with a serious girlfriend or a wife would be the type of situation that would hit me the hardest and would cause the most pain. When losing a serious relationship I can relate completely, just recently I was in a relationship for five and half years and the pain of breaking up was tremedous on me. I had my doubts of what was going on? Why is that happening? and I had the same doubts when I lost my friends. I look back at it and say Why did you let that happen God? Why?. The toughest thing I had to overcome when facing the death of some of my freinds was the fact that I was trying to get them out of the stuff that they were in. To this day I still ask Why? Why didnt you let me turn them around first? These chapters has made my brain go into overload thinking about death and to be honest I really dont like it. Going thursday to the grave won't be to hard because I'm not seeing my friends or family members graves but I will have the image of their grave in my mind while I am looking at someones elses. It will be hard but with God I will be strong.

Book of Joel- Images

There penlty of images I get from the book of joel. The main one is "return to me with all your heart, and with fasting, weeeping and mourning, and your rend your heart and not your garments. The image I have in my mind is the day that the lord comes back when we finally see the master of creation. First I have to say I cant wait till that day. hopefully it comes soon so maybe i wont have to finish classes this semster. lol. The descrpitive with weeping and mourning becasuse when I see my daddy( Lord) I'm going to cry, jump, twist and turn but also mourn for the people that are left behind. This image of the lord with his arms open and taking me in even with the garments of my past he still forgives. I am glad my God is in control.

The Colonel

Both of these stories were good and not to bad to read either. When choosing one to write on I had to go with “The Colonel”, it had so many descriptive imagery and also similes. I love when a poet or author make vivid imagery of what he or she is writing about. It keeps me in the story and also helps me critical analysis it better. The story of “The Colonel” first started with describing the place which was in his house this is true, I see his wife with coffee, and his son went out, the daughter filling her nails. In my mind I can see this as matter of fact I can feel the story unfolding in front of my eyes. This is a really good vivid image the composer gave us. The part that made me laugh was about the steel grate on the windows like a liquor store, back home in Jacksonville 95 percent of homes of grate because of break-ins. So that was another thing I can picture and felt like I was touching it as she was describing it. The gold bell to call the maid reminded me of Fresh prince of Bel-Air with Jeffery was called by Will with a bell. “My friend said to me with his eyes. Say nothing” before southeastern and before I knew Christ there was a rule I followed when I was in a lot of stuff. Say nothing or don’t snitch. The story gave me a lot of flashbacks for some reason. Human ears look like dried peaches, when I read that I looked in a mirror to see if my ears looks like dried preaches because there again the vivid imagery was so strong, it was just there and powerful. The last sentence got me the ears pressed to the ground I must have read this sentence ten to fifteen times trying to find a deeper meaning to get what the writer meant. The only thing I came up with is he did not won’t others to know what he was saying. I am probably wrong in that but oh well. Overall this was a good story and I got a lot of meaning out of it. The vivid imagery and descriptive details are what got my attention the whole story.