final photo blurb project

8/4/2019 Final Photo Blurb Project

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Fashion Photo BlurbsAudrea Straub


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A Wondrous Morning

The morning became balmy asthe sun peaked through theforestry. The wet, dewy grassfelt crisp between my toes as I

walked to my favoritesycamore tree. The air smelledof pollen and the bees werebuzzing for it. I wore my sheetfrom bed again mistakenly,remembering that I had gottengrass stains on my silk sheets

last week. A traveling butterflylanded on my shoulder andfrom that point on, I knew it

was going to be a good day.


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Dive on inThe stakes were high, and I fear for what I might loose. Theysayto win, you must risk loss, but I still feel indecisive on thematter. If I loose, I loose everything Ive worked for in this life.If I win, I can finally attain my wildest dreams. To back out nowwould cause an uproar and might even cause more pain thanits worth. So now I just say fuck it, and dive in to this murkywater which I may or may not ascend from.


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Love LabyrinthI am in love. And when I say this, Imean my mind and heart are in ittogether. Like two young siblings,they have been on opposing teamsfrom the get go. But now, workingin unison was an unfamiliar feelingthat I don't quite know how tohandle. What to do with all thesefeelings of truth, beauty, and love?

Am I not a human being capable ofperceiving these as happy thoughts?I feel giddy, but will this feelingonly be short-lived? Will I growtired and move on? Or will my love

bloom into something moremeaningful that cant even beexpressed in words. I dont know

which way to turn in this maze ofamazement, but perhaps by thetime I reach the end, I will know.


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Iridescent

How can we live like this? Knowing that this substance that keeps our livesmoving is spreading. It has seeped into our ocean and is now washing up toshore, revealing the corruption, and covering all that lie in its path. Whymust we always be searching for natural resources that are on their way toextinction. What will we do then? What are we doing now? Why cant wepush money hungry decisions aside, and remember to appreciate the earththat consoles us. The earth that feeds us and shelters us. The earth that we areabout to suck dry. Where will we be then? Probably dead, but thats ok, whocares about your childrens children anyways.


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Designing the

SoulIm in a sea of patterns and

mixed emotions. This euphoria

of colors and shapes has made my

mind wonder. This era ofmisfortune and blunder can be

seen through the likes of artwork

and song. I can see the rhythm of

colors fabricating time. I can

sense the words being expressed

by symbols and shapes. I can feelthe essence of beauty living in

our souls, waiting to come out in

the form of a motif.


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I looked out my window to see my yard vibrant and full of life. The sunwas high in the sky and shined down on the floral and shrubbery

throughout the garden. Numerous flowers were praising the weatherand the abundance of vitamin D that soaked in through their petals. Isaw a weary rabbit munching on some dandelions, as the petuniasdanced in the breeze. The basil waved at me, motioning to come enjoythe wonders of nature. And I though, just for today, I want to be Alicein my backyard wonderland


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LatisseMy eyes are heavy, but not with

sleep.

The powder on my nose remindsme of my past.

The gloss on my lips masks the

words that come out.

The curls in my hair cant hidemy secrets.

Im all done up, but for what?


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The High Road

Today is not the day to shedpetty words on theungrateful. I sense wordvomit climbing up my throat

and ready to spew at anymoment, but quickly swallowthem back down. I must bethe bigger person and simplywalk away, and take thisdetour in life. It may seem abit passive, but a stroll might

be just the thing, and let myfeet do the talking. Today isthe day to take the highroad.


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CinderellaMy work is never done, and my life seems like a rerun. Myheart weighs a gross ton, waiting for my loved one.

Sometimes I wish I could run, or just had a gun. Once this

battle is won, perhaps then I can go have fun, and seek out

that loved one, to which one day I will bear his son.


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The Tea Party

The weather was perfect with not

a cloud in the sky. It was mid

afternoon in the month of May.

My patio was set with a lacey

table cloth and covered in my

grandmothers fine china. Tea

and crumpets were to be served

precisely at 2pm. The feather

from my derby hat tickled my

cheeks as I sat and waited for my

guests to arrive.


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The End.

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