One warm, sunny day, my family and I went on a small vacation to Georgia. My father said he had been there before; Stone Mountain it was called. It looks just as it sounds, a stone mountain. It has a bare face where three men on horses are carved. Holding their hats to their chests, the three men sat on their own horses, appearing to look at something in the distance. Although that image was carved into the face of the mountain, more images had been portrayed through the Laser Light Show. It made a huge theatre for all the people to see, and it looked as if those images were carved there, too. The pictures came alive into 3D short clips and amaze people. Ooh’s and Ah’s are heard from the crowd as they watch. On the contrary, the activities
After two more strenuous miles I had reached the summit of Mount Lafayette. As I stood there surrounded by the beautiful mountain ranges I could not get over how blessed I was to have the ability to make it here. A year prior, just walking up a hill was impossible. Then I was fighting a
Stone Mountain is home to the world’s biggest piece of exposed granite. As you are walking, you see the mountain and if you look even closer you see a carving of three Confederate heroes of the Civil War. They are President Jefferson Davis, Generals Robert E. Lee, and Thomas J. "Stonewall" Jackson. When
In the world of Appalachia, stereotypes are abundant. There are stories told of mountaineers as lazy, bewildered, backward, and yet happy and complacent people. Mountain women are seen as diligent, strong, hard willed, and overall sturdy and weathered, bearing the burden of their male counterparts. These ideas of mountain life did not come out of thin air; they are the direct product of sensational nineteenth century media including print journalism and illustrative art that has continuously mislead and wrongfully represented the people of Appalachia. These stories, written and told by outsiders, served very little purpose to Appalachian natives other than means of humiliation and degradation. They served mostly to convince readers of the
My husband and I grew up together in Apache Junction, Arizona, a small town built on a legend. It’s believed that the Superstition Mountains hold one of the country’s largest hidden treasure. Jacob Waltz, the legendary Prospector, claims to have found the gold and revealed its location on his death bed however, it has never been found. The legend lives at the heart of this town and in the hearts of the people. Namely, many of the town’s attractions revolve around the legend such as the Mining Camp Restaurant, Goldfield Ghost Town and the Lost Dutchman Days. These mysterious mountains and the dirt we grew up on have become a part of our story.
When depicting the tremendous height and abruptness of the mountain he states that “It was like a window ledge on a skyscraper, no more than fourteen or sixteen inches wide”. Bryson’s use of the simile establishes an illustrative image in the reader’s mind and creates a lasting impression of the situation. This improves the author’s tone as it details the uncertainty and discouragement the men were facing during the hike. Furthermore, Bryson advances his narrative and tone with imagery as he adapts to the trail when it becomes hazardous with oncoming snow and freezing temperatures. Bryson describes his surroundings with a bleak and dreary attitude, for example, he states that “the path was broken by steep, thickly bouldered streams, frozen solid and ribbed with blue
The pain for everyone grew increasingly greater each day that they were on the mountain. Everyone on the expedition had to dig deep into themselves to find the will to keep moving and to put their pain and fears aside. The pain that each of these men and women on this mountain were beginning to feel was pain that would linger well after they got off the mountain.
For my place narrative assignment, I chose to focus on a place that I not only visit frequently, but truly appreciate: Mount Douglas. This is a place I value not only for its beauty, but for the calmness it allows me to experience as a result of being part of nature. As it turns out, this has been the location of many important histories, dating back hundreds of years, and is still making history today. This history is significant both ecologically, and culturally, and is something I have enjoyed learning about. Through researching this place, and its surrounding area I have come to learn its importance branches far greater than its importance to me.
Firstly, Krakauer uses imagery countless times throughout the book to emphasize both the beauty and danger surrounding Mount
Stone mountain has remained a very influential monument of Georgia; a gem of what may say to the state’s tourism and a landmark of American history throughout the ages. Stonewall Jackson, Robert E. Lee , and Jefferson Davis on top of their valuable steeds represent the Confederate nation and its tie with Stone mountain as they are carved meticulously in the world’s largest exposed granite; however, the peaceful serenity of the lake and nature that envelops the mountain and its visitors remained a very important ceremonial location for native americans. The complete history of Stone Mountain is interwoven into the treads of historical events that have occurred throughout and even before the great nation , United States of America, was formed. Currently, it’s one of the most famous attractions in Georgia known for the breathtaking view of metropolitan Atlanta at the peak of the mountain. It is clear as rich as the beauty of stone mountain is,undeniably, it has a strong historical importance to American history and exquisite backround.
The petite stream is the only guide, slithering nimbly on – almost like a snake. The clouds are mighty; they are too dense to see the holy, cerulean sky. Stretching up to try and touch this sky are monolithic towers, which overshadows anyone who passes. Moss clenches onto them, their humdrum green tops merging together. They are quite daunting: their lanky structure, over hanging ledges (that threaten to give way any moment) – everything about the wild stone pillars are awe striking, and great.
They displayed the scale of things, whether the machine hall or Frederson’s office. I think the most interesting shot however, was a shot looking outside Joh Frederson’s window, showing the majesty of the city. It was a collaboration of scale models and paintings, which made up an entire futuristic city. It was breathtaking, especially considering the time period.
Briefly describe the visual and state how it is meant to impact the audience. They show a few aerial views of the mountains. This is shown both before and after the coal mining industries exploded the mountain tops. Anyone can clearly see that they are nowhere near similar. This impacts the audience because it is heartbreaking to see how much land is being destroyed for coal. As if we couldn’t find another way to get energy, such as wind turbines!
To the left of the barn, snow gleamed in the sunlight, and a rock pyramid rose out of the field. With their backs to the wind, cattle circled the rocks. I stood on the porch of his farmhouse, and think of my great-grandfather’s farm. As he finished work on a winter’s evening, he opened his tobacco pouch.
The couple positioned in the front appears very large to make the painting 3-D. The relative size of the dancers drastically shifts to create a window into the painting. The viewer can imagine being a part of the event and watching the poverty-stricken dancers. The angle that the painting is at appears to be almost a bird’s eye view. This adds to the effect of feeling as part of the audience. Spatial features are also added with overlap making figures look even more distant. Almost everything can be seen all the way to the back of the painting as the lighting in Dance Marathon spreads equally throughout the painting. Many lamps hang from the ceiling to give it a sense of many sources of light and to distribute the light evenly.
Each of three mountains represent “present” (Mount Haguro), “past” (Mount Gassan), and “future” (Mount Yudono). Mountain ascetic hermits undergo practice of life and death.