In this exercise I was asked to produce a set of images using curves to demonstrate the ideas of movement and associations of smoothness, grace and elegance. 266 more words
The cops let me go after an hour of skeptical questioning. The police captain who got stuck with me crossed her arms and stared at me with the most disdainful expression while I told that yes, I really did know just how to throw a fork and hit a moving car more than two yards away from me and send it cartwheeling away from a small child. 682 more words
“My name is Isaac.”
The stag looked to her with its gentle, concerned eyes and waited patiently for her to respond.
“I’m Gwen Roberts.”
Her hand shaking on its spindly wrist, Gwen looked down at it as she pulled away from the stag’s nose and only slowly began to take in the new surroundings. 1,046 more words