Sunday, July 31, 2011
On The Hill
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Subtle yet sophisticated. Simple yet defined. It clearly spoke to them the instant they met. The private drive bubbled over with history as well as present day stories. It was the beginning of their engagement then. Reminiscing, he softly pressed on the brake pad and within seconds was whispering the story of what it was like living up on that hill at age seventeen. Nineteen years had passed almost as quickly as the nineteen minutes it took for him to tell the story. She leaned in for the embrace as the wind began to howl through the tightly rolled car windows. Their future was much closer than they had imagined. He eagerly accelerated up the hill while she tied the pink ribbon once again around her ponytail. While peeking back at the kids, she became extremely anxious to get inside, open the windows and let the years of tales begin to unfold.
~Written by Jennifer Alfia DiMarzo
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Sunday, July 24, 2011
The Beach
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She hadn't even heard of the spot and Suzie had never even been. It was a win-win for the two of them. The full sun joined them as the rushing sound of the ocean's waves tiptoed along the tiny pebbles. The privacy of the beach was perfect. Conversation clicked just as the captain's "All Aboard!" call was heard over the yacht's speaker. The breeze carefully lifted her hair off of her sweaty neck. Suzie's words of "dwellers" and "embracers" couldn't have come at a better time, as she began unlacing her strappy sandles, motioning towards the water. The sand was warm and the water was tantalizing. The beach that day began an ever-evolving friendship.
~Written by Jennifer Alfia DiMarzo
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She hadn't even heard of the spot and Suzie had never even been. It was a win-win for the two of them. The full sun joined them as the rushing sound of the ocean's waves tiptoed along the tiny pebbles. The privacy of the beach was perfect. Conversation clicked just as the captain's "All Aboard!" call was heard over the yacht's speaker. The breeze carefully lifted her hair off of her sweaty neck. Suzie's words of "dwellers" and "embracers" couldn't have come at a better time, as she began unlacing her strappy sandles, motioning towards the water. The sand was warm and the water was tantalizing. The beach that day began an ever-evolving friendship.
~Written by Jennifer Alfia DiMarzo
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Jennifer Alfia
Sunday, July 17, 2011
Colors
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Red, yellow, maybe no blue, though shades of orange, hues of violet and definitely some green could be found in between. The professor reviewed the primary and secondary colors through this dramatic dish with such vibrancy. He examplified and reiterated upon the impact colors have not only on one's visual senses but also on their taste buds. He hoped this information would be retained in the student's heads throughout the semester. With each bite they sampled, they produced the same colors with their acrylics on their individual silver palettes. Although elementary in style, the students were engrossed. The only peep heard was Destiny volunteering to bring in the next eclectic homemade creation. The professor was thrilled. Xavier held up his finished color wheel while simultaneously savoring his final mouthful. He wished for more of this dish, but remained internally inspired. He leaped on to begin the initial phase of a plein air landscape. What a colorful week ahead it was going to be, not only for Xavier, but for the entire class!
~Written by Jennifer Alfia DiMarzo
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Red, yellow, maybe no blue, though shades of orange, hues of violet and definitely some green could be found in between. The professor reviewed the primary and secondary colors through this dramatic dish with such vibrancy. He examplified and reiterated upon the impact colors have not only on one's visual senses but also on their taste buds. He hoped this information would be retained in the student's heads throughout the semester. With each bite they sampled, they produced the same colors with their acrylics on their individual silver palettes. Although elementary in style, the students were engrossed. The only peep heard was Destiny volunteering to bring in the next eclectic homemade creation. The professor was thrilled. Xavier held up his finished color wheel while simultaneously savoring his final mouthful. He wished for more of this dish, but remained internally inspired. He leaped on to begin the initial phase of a plein air landscape. What a colorful week ahead it was going to be, not only for Xavier, but for the entire class!
~Written by Jennifer Alfia DiMarzo
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Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Gotta Go?
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She prayed she wouldn't have to use it. It appeared cute but the compliments ended there. She imagined what it must have been like long ago without the integration of modern amenities. She was thankful she was born during the eighties when toilets had already existed for years. She never took for granted "taking care of her business" indoors, within the parameteres of four walls, in a designated bathroom, in a human's home. She was not fond of "going" anywhere near the outdoors with the scent of animals and contagious plants nearby. If this little shed was all there was, would she be forced to "go" in the bucket? She decided to leave the picture on her camera disc and frantically ran the seven and half miles home for some needed relief.
~Written by Jennifer Alfia DiMarzo
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She prayed she wouldn't have to use it. It appeared cute but the compliments ended there. She imagined what it must have been like long ago without the integration of modern amenities. She was thankful she was born during the eighties when toilets had already existed for years. She never took for granted "taking care of her business" indoors, within the parameteres of four walls, in a designated bathroom, in a human's home. She was not fond of "going" anywhere near the outdoors with the scent of animals and contagious plants nearby. If this little shed was all there was, would she be forced to "go" in the bucket? She decided to leave the picture on her camera disc and frantically ran the seven and half miles home for some needed relief.
~Written by Jennifer Alfia DiMarzo
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Creatively Yours Always,
Jennifer Alfia
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