Panroma

 I chose this photo because I love the city and it looks like your standing on top of a building, viewing the city.

I chose this photo because it seems calming and I like how the sunlight is showing in this picture.

Found Faces

Howard George has been living in a humid area his whole life. He was born on February tenth, 1919 and is now ninety-three years old. He was born in the same place where his whole family was born. At the age of twenty-five, he got married to a girl named Ellie; who has stay by his side. When Howard was twenty-eight, he had two sons named Phillip and Johnathon. Sadly, after they were born, they were sent somewhere else far from him; and he never saw them again. Luckily, Howard told himself that he needed to continue on with his life, so he got a job. He became a chef with Ellie a year after the kids disappeared. He started off by making hot foods, and he never stopped. He works in a cafeteria for a big school; Ellie always dinged a bell when her food was finished cooking. After many years of hard work, Howard became old; and his food wasn't as good as it normally was. On March sixteenth, 2012, Howard passed away. Ellie continued to share Howard's meals for him, and she showed everyone his hidden talents of being a chef.

     Once upon a time, there was a beautiful fairy who made children and gave them to homeless people.
     The fairy made a boy and said "I shall name this young fellow, Ian Reynoso!" As soon as the fairy, Boodabop, saw a bum sitting under a bridge, throwing rocks at the ducks; Boodabop smiled. "Hey there man! You must take care of this little boy."
     "Can I eat him?" the homeless man asked curiously.
     The fairy took a couple seconds and thought about his question. "No." Boodabop finally said. "You must take this boy and care for him."
     The fairy did not fly off, Boodabop walked with swag down the cold street.
     The man looked at the drooling kid and licked his forehead. He took a moment thinking about the soft taste while he smacked his lips.
      Many years later, Ian Reynoso was a full grown man, and he still lived outside. He still did not know that his dad, Poohdabear, was not his real dad.
     "Son," Poohdabear said. "I need to tell you something important."
     "Ok daddy." Ian smiled.
     "Son, I am not-" he paused. "Listen, I'm not who you think I am. I'm not actually someone who sits out here all day, waiting for you to come home. I have a special talent, and it's not a good thing." he explained. "I eat babies."
     "How is that a special talent?" Ian asked nervously.
     "I take their bones and make necklaces out of them. I sell them and that's how we get some money."
     Ian did not know what to do or how to react. "You aren't going to eat me are you?"
     "Um..." Poohdabear sighed. "I am."
     "NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" Ian yelled.

 Jeffery Loewi has always been the most positive influence to his  friends. He showed everyone that no matter how disappointing your life was, there was always a reason to keep living. Jeffery did not know his parents, his dad gave him to an orphanage after he was born. His father, Frederick Graff Sr., did not have enough money to pay for his needs. Though, Jeffery always smiled at anyone who walked by, no one had ever seen him not smiling. When Jeffery was a full adult, he got a job as a construction worker. No matter if it was too hot or snowing, he'd work with a smile and please all his workers. After many years of working in the construction business, he moved to New York and got a job as a fire fighter. Jeffery was also known colloquially as Johnny, because firemen in the late 19 century were called Johnnies. He was a hard worker when he joined the fire station. 

     Brock Lee was your average stalker, who always stared at everyone. He thought that people were the most beautiful things that he's ever seen. He had the same face expression since the beginning of his life. He moved here when the most beautiful girl he's ever seen, put him on the wall.
     "Goodbye." Brock said as the girl left that day.
     She didn't say anything back to him, and he missed her. Brock became depressed the day after she left him; It was on a Tuesday. He cried every time he saw a girl that walked by and found out that it wasn't her. Brock was always alone, and he never knew his parents or if he had siblings.
     One day, a women came over and sat next to him, leaning against the wall.
     "Hi there!" Brock smiled.
     She said nothing, but pulled out a long cord and set it on the floor.
     "Hi." the cord said.
     "Hello!" Brock gave a warm welcome. "I'm Brock."
     "I'm Olive Yew."
     "I love you too." Brock blurted out.
     Olive's eye twitched. "My name is Olive Yew."
     "Oh." he said embarrassed.
     The girl got picked up and shoved into Brock's face.
     "Oh my!" Olive squealed.
     One year later, Brock and Olive were married. The girl came back every morning when her person sat by the wall doing her homework.
     Brock had a happily life with Olive Yew. He never had a job, or kids, but he lived happily ever after.
     Until one day, a monster came and took Olive Yew and killed her.

     Odis Unknown doesn't actually know his last name. His family wouldn't tell him, if he knew, bad things would happen.
     "Mom, dad?" Odis asked.
     "Yes?" his mother Toomoo asked.
     "What is my last name?" Odis wondered.
     His father, Frufru, sighed. "Here's the thing, if you know your last name, you'll find your special talent."
     "What is it?!" Odis smiled.
     "Bacon." Toomoo cried.
     At that moment, Odis turned into a strip of bacon.
     "Woah!" Odis cheered. "What am I?"
     "Bacon, now son, leave and never go in the rain." Frufru told him.
     Odis ran outside and it wasn't raining. He suddenly grew wings and flew off through the sky. He spread his wings and flew while his grease was spilling on the people below.
     "EW!" a women cried out.
     "Sorry!" Odis yelled.
     Odis flew into the forest and got into a tree. He closed his eyes and curled up in the hole. He dreamed about how he spent his life with his mother and father, and now he was a bacon strip.
     The next morning, he went to a restaurant and got a job. He was hired right away and was grabbed; he got thrown into a pan.
     "This is hot!" Odis yelled.
     Within seconds, Odis was dead.

Composition Project

 converging lines

 diagonal

 different angle

 filling the frame

 framing

 horizontal lines

 rule of thirds

vertical