Light brigade

“Fine.” Bobby ended the call. He didn't like flying blind. He had no idea who Ivy Collins was. Marco would make sure that changed. The jet touched down in Vancouver and a car met him at the airport to take him straight to the research lab. Victoria-Fraserview was only short drive. His stomach was growling as he opened the center console and pulled a bag of chips from the compartment. There wasn't time have the time to stop for a proper meal and he didn't care to wait in line at the drive-up window

In ‘The Great Gatsby” one such symbol is the green light found at the end of Daisy and Tom’s dock. Gatsby is able to see the light across the bay from his mansion, only when the weather is clear. The light for each character means something to them. For Gatsby himself it is the hope of the American Dream. We are first introduced to the green light early in the book. Nick describes seeing his neighbor stretching out his arms to something he can not reach. Although we have not met Gatsby yet this

the room. It creates a sense of directional movement. Implied lines form a sense of enclosure and connection as well as movement and direction. Texture creates many sensations for the viewer. The roughness of the boards gives texture and the way the light shines causes shadows in the room. The fabric gives a softer form of texture and a feel of warmth. These two forms of texture works together and pulls the room together. The two principles of design that I see in this artwork are unity and variety

In the words of Allan Ray, an American professional basketball player who suffered from impaired vision, “I faced the odds when glaucoma took the ball out of my hands. I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again: ‘It may be cloudy in my right eye, but the sun is shining very brightly in my left eye.’” The significance of this quote explains Ray’s traumatic experience in coping with an eye disease called glaucoma. Diagnosed at an early age, Ray accepted the fact that this severe disease will never

This light was a very important symbol in this novel. Across the bay from Gatsby’s house there is a bright green light. Gatsby lives on West Egg, and the light is seen on East Egg. This light happens to belong to Daisy, as it is at the end of her dock. Fitzgerald uses this green light to represent Gatsby’s dream. Gatsby’s dream is to be with Daisy. Towards the end of the novel, Gatsby realizes his chance of being with Daisy is gone. “Possibly it had occurred to him that the colossal significance

was driving home from physical therapy for my knee. It had been aching for the past few days. I had never felt a pain like it before, so I played it off as nothing. As soon as I hit the highway, I went underneath the Lowry Hill tunnel. I lost reception on my radio and I soon realized that it wasn’t just the tunnel that was making me lose my reception. A massive storm had loomed over my head. The sky was green and looked like it was turning sideways. Rain splattered against my windshield. Not just

I sit on my log, lurking in the leaves. I'm starving, but I must be patient. I will never get food unless I lie perfectly still in the jungle undergrowth. All I hear are the endless drones of the insects and the loud chirps and squawks of the jungle birds. All are simply local pests, not large enough to satisfy my hunger. From afar I hear a strange, new noise, similar to the incessant ruckus of the birds, but lower. I concentrate on the noise. Could this be my lunch? The sound comes closer and closer

Stanley Wehlters, within just a month of what the city had declared “A phenomenal blackout”, had realized his mistakes with believing that there should be nothing else for him than sitting at his computer in his office. He took to visiting every part of his surroundings that he had only faintly seen while shrouded in shadows. On this particular day, September 23 of 1990 somethin, his attention pinned to a certain assortment, among which were a large, old victorian mansion, a garden with a few tools

“There is a fifth measurement past that's known to man. It is a measurement as huge as space and as ageless as endlessness. It is the center ground amongst light and shadow, science and superstition, and it lies between the pit of man's feelings of trepidation and the summit of his insight. This is a measurement of creative energy. It is a region we call A Twilight Zone!" (Rod Serling: A Twilight Zone). Brian

back. I walked up the stone steps that led to the white house. I tested the front door, finding it unlocked. I stumbled in the house, alcohol rushing through my bloodstream. I bumped into the wall and cursed about how loud I was being. And then a light flashed on. My memory stopped again, so I moved over to my final clue of what happened the previous night. The pink bow. It was lying on a wooden stand. I picked it up and smiled. It was my baby Liz’s. I slid in my pocket and continued down the hallway