What did I love most about the summer down in Providence, this is a question of rather difficult nature, because what I loved most was not a thing but a feeling. The feeling of strolling leisurely down the roads of campus, the feeling of fall haunting you way earlier than one would expect it. Providence, what a wonderful town. Small, old, english houses, with beautiful white window cills and lovely red brick exposed towards the street. It seemed like someone had painted the town and then forgot about it. The feeling of waking up in the morning, a cool, refreshing wind caressing your cheeks while you walk to the dining hall to get your breakfast. The feeling of writing out on a lawn in campus, reading books on your assignments, going to the library and seeing books upon books upon books. All of these individual feelings make up my summer experience at Brown and asking me to pin point my favourite one, seems like a nuisance, their all my favourite. I fell in love …show more content…
It had gotten to me, the stress of traveling, the fact that they mixed up my student ID and I could not get into my dorm, the fact that my dorm smelled and the bathroom was in an awful state. And yet I made my bed, unpacked my clothes and went to bed shortly after, just to wake up at five in the morning and call my parents. I missed home. There are few places quite as wonderful as my hometown. I got up and I couldn’t find the dining hall, it was very frustrating. Little did I know, they had three. So that first day, I remember sitting in Starbucks, eating my oatmeal and drinking my orange juice, a coffee and taking in this strange place at seven in the morning, with no one awake as it was a Sunday. I went on a tour, they held a talk and pretty soon after I was an official student at Brown, at least for the
My first two weeks on campus were great. When I first walked on to the campus, it felt very foreign like I was in another country. I didn’t feel connected yet and still felt like a visitor. Most of the time I didn’t know exactly where I was going and of course, I didn’t want to look like a freshman. Eventually, I did find where I was going, after going to Cajun connection.
The Renaissance Period is widely known for the abundance of amazing portraiture that circulated around Europe. During the Renaissance, Albrecht Dürer, a German artist painted a self-portrait in 1500 that had qualities that differed from the usual style of artist in that time (Chauhan). Jean Clouet also painted a portrait for the King of France and became the official court painter. Both artists had a talent for portraiture, while their styles were quite different. King Francis I wanted to be seen as a powerful man, and appointed Clouet to paint him in a classically renaissance way that highlights his wealth and authority. Dürer, described as a cocky, self-centered man, painted himself in a light that is unique and puts him on a ‘holy’ pedestal (Stokstad 356). In this essay I will show how although both paintings have clear differences with their style, both men in the compositions are conveyed in a great and very powerful sense.
The Middle Ages was a time in history where everyone was faithful to religion as well as others. Also, in the Middle Ages, people were encouraged to always try their best; they were encouraged to strive for the highest achievement possible and to never give up. The Renaissance, however, was more focused on becoming matured and finding a way to be successful at everything one does. During this era, people strived to become all-sided men, also known as; renaissance men. This means they are not only successful in one type of art but in all types of art, as well as math, science, and literature. The Renaissance was a distinct period in time that was separated from the Middle Ages and began a new era.
I couldn’t see staff in the office, nor were there any students in the hallway or in the classrooms. The entire school is empty. Must be a day off or something, I thought, blinking in surprise. Suddenly, I recognized the building. Just last week, I visited the exact same campus.
The author and I both became very homesick, just like Crucet felt as if she had made a terrible mistake, I felt the same exact way. While I was sitting there reading Crucet’s story, I read over and over where she had mentioned,“They’d use all their vacation days from work and had been saving for months to get me to school and go through orientation.” As I sat there and thought, my parents had already paid for tuition out of their pocket also, so no matter how bad I wanted to get out I could not go anywhere. I could not let anyone down but at the same time I was desperate and trying to search for another
I was so ashamed of my physical appearance and nostalgic of my senior year of high school, that I isolated myself from the majority of the people I’d met. I started binge watching Netflix in my dorm room, making frequent trips to a nearby dermatologist and crying to my mom and friends from home about how I hated school and wanted to transfer ASAP. I was cold, lonely and ugly. I couldn’t wait for winter break so I could forget about my sucky dorm and lack of college friends for a while.
Renaissance art is a component of the Renaissance, it was a period of literary, artistic, and scientific revival occurred in Europe in the sixteenth century. The key aspect of the Renaissance period as is the renewal of themes and art in Europe after the middle ages. For the first time, art enters the private sphere; the works are no longer just driven by religious or secular power, but enter houses. The renewal of philosophical reflection provides artists with new ideas. Painters and sculptors do not hesitate to represent the beauty of the naked human body. The four great masters of art create art forms that are still references for many artists from the renaissance till today.
During my second time visiting the museum, I looked at paintings from the 15th and 19th centuries. Two of the art works that I choose is “The Story of Joseph” from the Renaissance period and “The Marketplace” from the modern art period. Both of these paintings were from different time periods but they were also very similar in content and style.
The Renaissance was a period of European history that began in 14th-century Italy and spread to the rest of Europe in the 16th and 17th centuries. In this period, the feudal society of the Middle Ages (5th century to 15th century) was transformed into a society dominated by central political institutions, with an urban, commercial economy and patronage of education, the arts, and music. The term renaissance, literally meaning "rebirth," was first employed in 1855 by French historian Jules Michelet (Paolucci 14). Swiss historian Jakob Burckhardt, in his classic work The Civilization of the Renaissance in Italy (1860), defined the Renaissance as the period between Italian painters Giotto and Michelangelo (Paolucci 18). Burckhardt characterized it as the birth of modern humanity after a long period of decay, although modern scholars have since debunked the myth that the Middle Ages were dark and dominant (Paolucci 18).
The Renaissance was a time period where ideas, poetry, inventions, and even new religions where released into the world. This time period lasted from the 14th century to the 17th century, where people like Shakespeare, Da Vinci, and Michelangelo are well known. The Renaissance began in the 1300s in Europe and lasted into the last 1600s. By the ended of the Renaissance word and ideas had been spread around the world to different nations, continents, and even countries.
...alone, because I was afraid my life would change radically after this, and I was not prepared yet for them to see this change. After a few minutes, I realized I was so weak I could feel the cold reaching my bones, but that was also the best feeling I’d ever had. I was thinking I had only a few weeks left to start college, which had been my dream since I can remember. My dad had already paid for my tuition, I was so exited I had promised to do my best, but I’d just had my daughter, and I was so nervous about being a young mother in college. I tried to open my eyes to admire my baby’s beautiful face and thought I was so brave, because I had decided to have this little girl. When I saw her I knew I would want her to be better than me, she would be my strength, because nothing would ever make me give up on my dreams, and that was another promise I had made to myself.
The Renaissance or “rebirth” is a cultural movement that started in Italy during the late 14th century and expanded to the early 17th century. The Renaissance was a bridge that allowed Western Europe to move from the medieval era to the modern era. Renaissance later spread to other parts of Europe. Advances in technology allowed art and architecture to flourish during the Renaissance era. Cities like Florence in Italy saw a spike in artists and architects who have changed from mere paid skilled laborers to professional artists.
It was the second semester of fourth grade year. My parents had recently bought a new house in a nice quite neighborhood. I was ecstatic I always wanted to move to a new house. I was tired of my old home since I had already explored every corner, nook, and cranny. The moment I realized I would have to leave my old friends behind was one of the most devastating moments of my life. I didn’t want to switch schools and make new friends. Yet at the same time was an interesting new experience.
It was a gloomy Tuesday despite the fact that it was late August. I had missed the first day of school because I always hated the idea of introductions and forced social situations during those times. I hated my particular school ever since I started as a freshman the
It was a maddening rush, that crisp fall morning, but we were finally ready to go. I was supposed to be at State College at 10:00 for the tour, and it was already eight. My parents hurriedly loaded their luggage into the van as I rushed around the house gathering last minute necessities. I dashed downstairs to my room and gathered my coat and my duffel bag, and glanced at my dresser making sure I was leaving nothing behind and all the rush seemed to disappear. I stood there as if in a trance just remembering all the stories behind the objects and clutter accumulated on it. I began to think back to all the good times I have had with my family and friends each moment represented by a different and somewhat odd object.