A Little Over A Year Ago

After a hour and a half on the metro and three connections I found myself by tour de Effiel. I spent a little while walking around and photographing the Effiel tower and then I walked along the !RIVER! And grabbed some food by the river.

Rupert McCall and Wilfred Owens are two very different poets, from two very different times, with two very different poems. The two poems give very different messages about the poet’s opinion of war and conflict. Ninety Years Ago is a poem written by Rupert McCall in 2005 about the legend of the ANZACs. The poem was written to commemorate the 90th anniversary of the Gallipoli campaign. Dulce Est Decorum Et was written by Owen Wilfred in 1917 about Owens experiences in WW1. Owen wrote this poem as an antiwar message describing the horrors that he went through.

In the months, weeks, and eventually days leading up to my flight to Germany the panic was gnawing away at me. Despite the fact that this wasn’t the first time I was venturing out without my parents or even my first time on a plane, it was my first time for a myriad of other experiences in my life. My first international adventure, my first time living with a family that wasn’t my own, and my first time being surrounded by people speaking a different language; all of which began with a simple decision to cross the threshold between the jet bridge and the plane.

As Edgar Degas once said, “ Art is not what you see, but what others make you see”. The St. Louis Art Museum is a place for artist to display their art and give spectators the option to see art from a new perspective. This was the case for me. As we walked up to the beautifully structured building that stood so tall and wide, my expectations were extremely high. At first glance I notice the bronze statue of King Louis IX of France riding high on his horse. From this statue alone, my expectations of the art museum grew stronger. I have never been to an art museum before, so I wasn’t sure of what to expect. My first expectation was to see huge detailed sculptures right as I walked through the door. That expectation didn’t come true.

Next, we can go to Paris. It is the city of love, and fashion! I want to see the Eiffel tower. I also want to stand at the top of it. Then, we can go see the Notre Dame de Paris, and the Arc de Triomphe. Paris is so beautiful I would really love to go there someday.

It is about the middle of the day and we are on our way to somewhere right outside of Paris. The

I am just as moved by the piece as everyone else but I would not want to paint it. I love to look at painting and see the feeling within it. However I don’t like the idea of only being able to stay on the canvas. I like to be able to express myself where ever I want too I don’t want it to be limited. I also wouldn’t want to be limited to only use a paint brush and paint. If I construct something beautiful I would want to be able to use elements around me and make my piece as big or as small as I want too. The painting of Mona Lisa can only be hung or placed on a display table for people to look at and that to me isn’t as special as something that is in nature like an architectural project. The painting Mona Lisa can also be copied and even though it isn’t the same the copies look almost identical. If I were to construct something I would want to be near impossible to copy. Mona Lisa painting used beautiful and complex techniques that resulted in

I step off the plane grateful for the safe landing as I wait for the my family to get out of the plane, my little brother comes out with his hair all messed up and matted from the long flight, he gets airsick . While we walk to the baggage claim I look around trying to absorb everything around me thinking, “so this is what it's like in America”. Remembering how sad it was to leave behind all my friends especially Claire and Bella, the airport in France was just a cryfest, we were hugging so long they had to ask us to stop unless we wanted to miss the flight. They both shouted YES! But I knew I had to go, I waved to them until they were just little specks in the backround.

The Eastern Façade of the Louvre was the one of most important architecture in the seventeen century. The Façade is the main entrance for royal palace in its original proposal. However, Louis XIV, who decided to build this architecture with his finance minister, moved to the Château de Versailles as his royal palace. Nowadays, this side of the Louvre is an inconspicuous entrance of the Louvre Museum. As a palace entrance, the eastern Facade of the Louvre responded the traditional chateau in France by the space’s quality and its French classicism style. However, the pyramid shape of I.M.Pei’s design is too attracting the people’s attention to let people ignoring the real entrance which is the Eastern Facade of the Louvre, even if the Eastern Louvre is the one of the most important architecture in the seventeenth century.

If you knew you only had a limited amount of time to live, how would you live your last few days? Many people when they find out the end is near decide to make major changes in their lives. Everybody copes with death in a different way; some tend to regret how they lived their lives, beings too careful or worrying too much about what people think about them. Many wish they would have been able to express their feelings more easily or done things which made them happy. On the Beach by Nevil Shute is a book in which the spread of radiation will soon end the lives of all living things. The characters only have a few months left to live, but how they decide to live their last days is up to them. Each main character in the book represents a method

I went on a religious service mission to Paris, France from January 2005 until January of 2007. It was an excellent opportunity to learn about a different culture and improve my interpersonal skills. I was also able to enhance my ability to speak a second language, a goal I’ve always wanted to achieve.

Nearly a decade later, I had the opportunity to visit France on a school spring break trip

It is now the fall of my second year in Paris. I was sent here for a reason I have not yet been able to fathom.

The Louvre was not founded as a museum, and the road to attaining today’s program expanded across six centuries of monarchies, wars, treaties, and revolution. Dating far back to the 12th century as a fortress for King Phillip II, the Louvre laid foundations with protective walls, and underground crypts to function not as a gallery for the public, but rather a stronghold for the private. As the decades turned, the old Louvre acclimated to the needs of the monarchies, undergoing usage as both a stronghold and a retreat, but entirely defense-based nonetheless (Deitz). Two centuries passed when Charles V altered the program from a bulwark of protection, changing it into a residency. Here the program shifted towards a notion of more public structure. Several French kings after, Francis I decorated the bulky fortress with a French renaissance style, further changing the Louvre’s appearance and adapting the architecture to the art style of the time. This move would be seen again in I. M. Pei’s controversial addition. Under King Henry IV, the Louvre underwent reconstruction (Kostof). During the rise of Versailles, artisans resided within the Louvre’s halls, giving way to the notion of an art influenced program for the building

It all started with the most exhilarating train ride ever. It was about four hours long, and we were going so fast that the world around me seemed non-existent. The trees were whizzing by so quick that I could hardly see what color they were. The food that was served melted in my mouth making me want more with every bite. Although I never wanted the train to stop, nothing could ever compare to what was awaiting my family and I when we stepped off the train. The aroma of the different types of food from a variety of places coming together to make my mouth water. Seeing the bustling streets of Paris filled with people as amazed as we were trying to take in the scenery that was so vast, it seemed like years before we could visit it all. I was so excited to see what awaited us in the days to come.