Both Gerome and Gentileschi placed their main nudes in the middle ground as well as some of their servants. However, Gerome's woman is placed in the center of middle ground. She is seated on a small wooden cage and surrounded by only one servant; while Gentileschi's nude is placed in very typical Baroque style, which is off the center on a right side of the painting. She is seated on an expensive green velvet pillow and surrounded by three servants, which tells the viewer about her high social status. In Gerome's “The Bath” figures are inside of bathroom, where light is coming through the small glazed window high above.
These portraits are equidistant and their frames are the same and wooden. And just below each of them are two yellow papers which look like some of his painting. The one on the right is horizontal; with black vertical lines in the center of the paper and the one on the left is vertical with black vertical lines not much in the center but moved slightly up. These portraits and papers are just above the bed as the wall is slant. It looked like pine wood was used to make the bed.
Everything was dark. There was no sun, no moon, no people, no plants. There was only the sea everywhere. In the sea was the Mother. She was water and water was everywhere.
"I stayed away because it weren't cheerful--and that's why I ought to have come. I"--she looked around--"I've never liked this place. Maybe because it's down in a hollow and you don't see the road. I don't know what it is, but it's a lonesome place, and always was” (Glaspell, 12). Due to the homes dreadful setting and appearance no one wanted to visit the friendless and lonesome Mrs. Wright.
Into my room. And that was when I was forced to see that I wasn’t going to come back. That I was alone in the place ‘in-between’ heaven and hell. Because I stared at my room. It had remained untouched since I had left it- the bed still unmade and that pizza box still on the edge of that shelf (you know the one that we had fought each other for the last piece of before the game)- and… My mother was kneeling at the edge of my bed- crying.
Instead of encouraging this, as Shakespeare did, Tan highlights the consequences of not having these connections and the lack of belonging that the young girl is faced with. Many characters are in the image, but no relationship is created between them. Everyone is alone, turning their backs on those around them. The only connection is between 2 characters holding hands, juxtaposing with the young girl, who is completely alone. This presents a stark contrast, as she has no connections to the place, no sense of security and comfort, as shown through her posture and position in the image.
Then dragged herself back inside. Karolyn saw her shadow from the window inside her room. The clouds were beginning to cover the sun with a darker color of gray. It began to
The arboretum north site did not have clearly defined boundaries on all sides, but all measurements were taken within 10 m of one another. The canopy was fairly lush but still allowed for a good amount of light to shine through. The understory was mainly comprised of medium to small sized plants. The ground was covered with somewhat moist dirt, leaves, small branches, and some pieces of trash. Overall, there were many more insect type organism in the arboretum north.
The flooring of the staircases were made of wood and hand railings were black painted metal that were cold to the touch. Any sound created would echo and be carried up through the staircase and reverberate throughout the hallways leading into the classrooms. There was no air conditioning, poor ventilation, and the little insulation in the building, so the early fall and late springs were always humid and muggy while winters were always dry and chilly. All the classrooms were an average size of twenty square feet. Because there were no lockers, all of the student’s belongings were stored in small wooden desks and their coats and backpacks were hung on wooden coat hangers on the hallway coat racks.
Please not again. I didnt want the dreams , but they were coming. So, there i was - alone and unsure. I was in a place unlike any other, everything about it was dark and surreal, but it was just a corridor! A normal ordinary corridor just like any other is what i would like to say.