martes, 22 de abril de 2014

Ekphrasis-The last supper by Da Vinci

This bread I break was once the oat,
This wine with a great taste
 all about the grapes;
Man in the day or wind at night
Eat my body and drink my blood
Once in this wine, hapiness was there
Getting always the best taste
 in this salty bread
The oat was merry in the wind;

This flesh you break, this blood you let
Make desolation in the vein,
Were oat and grape
Born of the sensual root and sap;
"My wine you drink, my bread you snap" Jesus said.

Descriptions

It feels sad, the painting is blue, all in the painting is blue and melancolic, it´s about the old story when the mythology stills, nowadays it doesn´t.
Mermaids are down in the painting, represented by one tail. People are just walking over there and also there´s a caste in the back.

miércoles, 2 de abril de 2014

Essay

"I gave up" she said when she tried to turn on the tv. One morning, the day was friday, i can remembered well, everybody should have been sad, my family saw in tv and the headlines in news website "An earthquake from Japan", I thought Japan is in deep waters, however a deep silence took us by surprise, nobody hadn´t expected this devastation.
Photos were clear and clearly, you were watching on tv. Screaming, crying and praying japanese, inmideately neighbors knocked the door, "come on in" my father said.
The living room looked darker that fathal day. "I had never seen something like this". I said. "Neither do I" Dad answered.