The Arena - Sensory Overload
Standing here, in this arena that's larger than five of my houses,
I feel like a needle in a haystack. So many people surround me it's like
I'm a little grain of sand in a huge ocean. The people in the round gymnasium
all form a crimson, white, and blue rainbow. Their shirts mesh together
like a finely woven shirt with different colors strings. Smelling the
concession stand foods, makes me feel like a starving child. The aroma of
the melted cheese on nachos, makes me want to be outside having a picnic.
The smell of tenderly cooked hot-dogs makes my stomach growl wishing I had
some. I can taste the hamburgers as somebody walks by with one. The warm
meat, with a sweet barbecue sauce is delicious.
Then, a man on a loud intercom yells for the players to come out.
The roar of the people surrounding me is like being right behind the jet of
an airplane. The deafening noise makes me squint my eyes. I open them
though and stand of the lightly cushioned seat. I clap my hands along with
the other fans, and my hands feel greasy after just eating a hot piece of
pizza. My mouth still has the pasty, saucy taste of the slice in my mouth.
I look down towards the court where the players have now started shooting
baskets. Their brightly colored uniforms stand out in the glare of the
spotlights above. The court has a waxy look, like it was just swept, and
the glass backboards, have a shine as bright as a new car.
The band starts playing a song and the crowd swings their arms back
and forth through the air. The mass of people moving looks like a field of
wheat blowing in a spring breeze. A lady rubs up against me as she moves
down the aisle. Her jeans have cracks, and they feel as dry as a lizards
skin that has spent the day in the desert. Her sweatshirt contrasts the
dry feeling of the jeans. It is made of a soft cotton that makes me think
of a bunny's fur. Then a man in front of me comes to his seat with a glass
of lemonade. The tangy smell makes me squint thinking somebody running
their fingernails down a chalkboard.
And then the game ends. The crowd all wearing smiles like they had
just one a prize. Few others, scream and pout as they waddle down the
stairs to the doorway. The noise has greatly decreased giving my ears a
......” (Flash Art online). This enraged animal rights groups such as the RSPCA, and was intended to confront and shock the viewers with “revolting situations” (Mirror/Arse Exhibition), including footage of Parr slicing his arm with a blade, holding his hand over a flame, and vomiting blue dye. This emphasis on shock tactics is central to Postmodernism, and many, but not all, Postmodern works intend to confront the viewer and provoke a strong reaction.
Company also took the advantage of changes that started to appear according to the dress code at work place. In that times company accentuated 100% cotton in Levi’s jeans, as “baby boomer” who grew up were seeking for natural fibers.
It happens to all of us. As we walk down the street unannounced, an irresistible scent arrives in our nostrils: a scent of grilled food that instantly awakens our appetite. As author Michael Pollan explains in his book Cooked: A Natural History of Transformation, baking high-calorie foods causes them to release a host of substances that become irresistible to most carnivores. Our instinct tells us that where this aroma is found there is food, and it is especially appetizing and it will provide us with many calories. That's when we turn our necks and see ourselves drooling in front of a diner, steakhouse or pizzeria.
I figured he’d have the concert during ROAR. Yes. We would be playing in the Tiger Den, exposed to the lunch room, crowded, eye level with everyone and lit up with that ugly fluorescent light. I wanted it to be in the auditorium. Reserved and all the attention on the band and on a separate day. ROAR was all about introducing every club, sport, and organization, whatever to the upcoming freshmen; which was why I was mad. While the band was playing everyone else would be obnoxious, loud, and gushing over typical things, like football players. I understand why Mr. Christy held it here, though; to get recognition. I found out early my freshman that the school only recognized any student as a human being with talent if you played a sport, are a cheerleader, or are in chorus. I can play three different instruments very fluently and yet I was considered “meh.” Jerks. However the real reason I was ticked was because of what was planned later. Three seniors, including Fisher Wilson, Jonica Brown and myself had a surprise for Mr. Christy at the end of the concert. We would play “songs My Mother Taught Me.” Of course Jonica would change the lyrics “my mother” to “Mr.
Hamlet is unlike the other two characters in the way that he uses reason and logic before he acts and decides to kill his uncle, Claudius, because he is aware of the consequences. For example, when Hamlet is trying to determine how he can prove Claudius the murderer, after conversing with the players about the play, following Hamlet’s reasoning that the ghost could be a devil trying to deceive him, in his soliloquy he states, “I’ll observe his looks… If he do blench, / I know my course… I’ll catch the conscience of the King.” (II, ii, 625-634). He reattaches himself to his revenge based on the logic of Claudius’ guilt. If Claudius does not feel guilty and has no reaction to the play, Hamlet will not act because logically Claudius was not to blame. Subsequently, Hamlet discovers that Claudius is guilty and commits himself to taking his life, but when Hamlet approaches Claudius and sees him praying he thinks to himself, he shouldn’t kill him there saying, “That would be scanned:/ A villain kills my father, and for that, / I, his sole son, do this same villain send/ to heaven… this is… not revenge.” (III, iii, 80-84). As Hamlet over thinks his actions he reasons himself out of killing Claudius because he compares how Claudius would die, to his father’s death. By over thinking this he stalls and has more time to think about w...
The word crowd brings to mind an image of the daffodils chattering amongst one another, leaning their heads near each other in the wind. The word host makes them seem like their golden petals are shimmering like golden halos on angels. It is interesting to note that daffodils do have a circular rim of petals in the middle that could look like a halo. Later in the poem Wordsworth uses another simile, saying the dancing of daffodils in the wind is "continuous as the stars that shine and twinkle on the milky way. " This line creates the image of the wind blowing the tops of random daffodils up and down in a haphazard manner, so they appear to glint momentarily as their faces catch the sun.
His concern with the diversity of facial expression and with the expressiveness of body language is a conscious means of breaking taboos against what is ugly, absurd or instinctual. Sagazan’s performance explores extreme emotional states provoking more questions than answers. The contemporary “primitivism” movement in design and art examines objects that will become ritualized, layered with another spirit or energy - embedding them with a soul. Primitivism is, ins...
glancing around us at the surrounding tables to see what others have ordered. I can’t help but
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The sandwich smells amazing, with the chocolate, banana, and strawberry smell mixing together in the air. The bread feels very bumpy, like a road under construction. The chocolate is sticky and melty in my hands, and so is the jelly. As I’m eating the supremely delicious sandwich, I can taste the melty chocolate peanut butter and jelly combine in my mouth. I can taste the banana slices as well, and it tastes delicious! I probably look super quirky as I’m shoving the sandwich in my mouth. It’s just that delightful! I take a swig of water and continue eating the creamy, delicious sandwich. I can taste the strawberry jelly just enough so it doesn’t overpower the banana, and the banana is all chewed up in my mouth.
Many, many things that we wear, sleep on, sleep under, walk on, or utilize in wound-care, etc., contain some percentage of cotton. It is a fiber that is used everyday, by everyone, in one way or another. It has qualities that have made it a choice crop for centuries around the world. Today though, cotton is being largely displaced by synthetic fibers that have qualities that exceed the natural crop plant. These fibers can also be mass-produced and sold at relatively lower costs.
The concept of postmodernism has been much misunderstood. Resistance may come from the unfamiliarity of the wide range of work the term covers: the art of Andy Warhol; the music of John Cage and Terry Riley; ...
When a person walks into a building to see a live wrestling event they do not know what to expect. They wonder who will be wrestling. They wonder where their seats are. All of the suspense gets them ready for the show. The suspense gets them pumped and ready to for the show to start.
Eren watched the retreating backs of his two best friends as they walked on ahead chatting animatedly with each other as if they haven’t wronged him in any way. How could they betray him like this? Mikasa must’ve noticed her brother’s grumbling behind her because she stopped and pressed her finger into his forehead without him realizing. The jolt surprised him and anger overtook surprise in a matter of seconds.
some lunch while I was on the sofa. After lunch was ready I ate all my food