Strolling towards the icy waters of the adorable lake, I noticed up above, the sky was littered with a gloomy, grey cloud, a cloud that was looming over me, where, in the middle of it, was a star. I felt like the star was glaring at me from above with its enormous beam. I remembered a star just like that when I was younger, before I left my
“The Road” is the most readable of his works, and consistently brilliant in its imagining of the posthumous condition of nature and civilization — “the frailty of everything revealed at last. Old and troubling issues resolved into nothingness and night.” Money and gold mean nothing, nor do government, education, books, politics, history, friends, home. The pilgrimage is plotless but it races with tension, a sequence of enemy encounters or sightings, the perpetual danger from the killing weather, huddling under blanket and tarp, endlessly gathering firewood, confronting mysteries the dead world presents to a man seeking (and finding) water and food in the deserted houses, barns and boats that survived the firestorms. The father is ingenious in understanding how the natural and fabricated worlds function; and also lucky, as he modestly tells the
Trees bend and buckle under the burden of Winter’s bounty. A snow hare runs underfoot, unafraid and unfamiliar with the strange creature that has perturbed his home. Birds chirp sparsely, at least those who remain. The aroma of the land is captivating, with the distinct smell of spring soon approaching and a scent of pine that lingers in the air. Each breath drawn brings a perceptible chill to the nostrils.
In one of Thomas Cole’s more famous paintings, Lake with Dead Trees, it is a portrait of the Catskills Mountains. The painting shows a very peaceful lake, bordered by bleak, dying trees, and the Catskill Mountains in the background. The sun seems to be setting, with brings a bright glow to the whole left side of the painting. The lake and trees seem to be sparkling on the left side, whereas the right side it bumps into the dark side of the forest. The two deer seem to be frozen or caught off guard, while running through the forest.
In the scene in Field of Dreams where Joe Jackson first appears on the field Ray built for him, the director presents the encounter with the supernatural through the technique of different lighting effects. The change and contrast of lighting shining on Ray and Joe creates a sense of differentiation of the worlds. The sharp bright lighting on Joe Jackson depicts him as a god-like supernatural figure while the soft dim light that shines on Ray presents him with an earthly effect. As Ray gazes out the window, there is an extreme long shot of Joe Jackson in white. He appears as a glimmer in the dark field that is illuminating his surroundings.
Having the viewer’s vantage point almost at ground level exaggerates the physical distance between them and the mountains ahead, and also invokes feelings of the grandness of such a scene. The central rock in the foreground not only provides the viewer with a position within the photograph, but also helps to move the viewer’s eye straight back across the valley. As the eye jumps from stone to stone, one then comes to the foothills between the two central peaks. The V-shape made by the mountains meeting bring the eye up to clouds of the passing storm, aided by the newly shining rays of sun. Although not the closest subject, or one that dominates most of the scene, the eyes are brought to focus here, making the storm the central focus of the work.
Why the Raven is Black By Heather Hubiak 2014 The outline of the trees grew black as the sun set behind them. The sky was a flush of reds and oranges, yellows, and dark blues. Sacred Meadows, sitting on a large boulder by the village spring, looked up toward the colors and watched as wispy clouds floated by. From the corner of his eye he saw a black-winged silhouette hovering in the sky. Sacred Meadows focused his vision on the figure and recognized it as a raven.
年轻媳妇伊利莎住在一家偏僻的农场，一手高超的种花技能令她自豪。一天，她突然有了与外界交流的愿望。有什么故事发生呢？请您往下看。 The high grey-flannel fog of winter closed off the Salinas Valley from the sky and from all the rest of the world. On every side it sat like a lid on the mountains and made of the great valley a closed pot. On the broad, level land floor the gang plows bit deep and left the black earth shining like metal where the shares had cut. On the foothill ranches across the Salinas River, the yellow stubble fields seemed to be bathed in pale cold sunshine, but there was no sunshine in the valley now in December. The thick willow scrub along the river flamed with sharp and positive yellow leaves.
In Frankenstein, Victor reaches the village of Chamonix and later wanders the valley below Mont Blanc, and states that these “sublime and magnificent scenes afforded me the greatest consolation that I was capable of receiving.” He elaborates further, saying: “They congregated around me; the unstained snowy mountain – top, the glittering pinnacle, the pine woods, and ragged bare ravine; the eagle soaring amidst the clouds – they all gathered round me, and bade me be at peace”. Any such peace, articulated through Romantic language evoking Nature is simply not possible in Blade Runner. Unlike Mon Blanc, and the valley below it, the Tyrell Corporation does not exhibit the illusive, indefinable beauty of sublime Nature, but rather embodies a synthetic artificiality – it is a structure which is both mathematically and mechanically defined because it is, like almost everything else in Blade Runner, a manmade
Jane Ciabattari says, “Hillenbrand tells his story as a nearly continuous flow of suspense.” Hillenbrand brings a level of suspense that I have never seen before in a non-fiction book. She builds up tension that under normal circumstances in a different book with a different author would not be as suspenseful or even interesting to read about. “Unbroken” is a marvelous book that can offer inspiration to any person who reads it. Louie was an adventure seeking kid. “On one day, Louise discovered that Louie had impaled his leg on a bamboo beam; on another, she had to ask a neighbor