Pt England's Art Gallery

Filled with amazing pieces of artwork, our school has it's own Art Gallery. It has many of the painting our school has produced. It closes on Friday though. Room 17 has their's on the projector screen playing like a slideshow. I got my mum to buy mine and Zane's (my brother) but she also wants some other ones.

PEPA Part 2

“HIP HOP!” I excitedly yelled. Watching their group bust out their moves, I wondered where Tyla and Jonita were. I found hip hop very interesting and cool. Looking through the group, I tried to find Tyla and Jonita ( some of my friends). Finally spotting them I watch as they bust out their moves to the song. As Tyla walks to the front of the catwalk, I wonder "OOo! This is going to be great!"

Makerita, Andrea and Jarna walked onto the stage holding a microphone. “What’s this group?”, I wondered to myself. Music started to play and Jarna started to sing. FLY. They were singing Fly by Nicki Minaj and Rihanna. “I came to win...”, sang Jarna. When the rap started Makerita and Andrea came forward. They were great!

As the lights fade away, one of my friends, Jonita, made her way onto the stage. Holding her violin in one hand and her bow in the other, she quietly sat down and began to play. As the bow went up and down across the violin, her fingers moved quickly. I remembered her saying she needed to learn this song. Can’t remembering what the song was called, I furiously started to clap. I think Jonita did a very good job. 


“Ballet”, I thought to myself. Dressed in the PEPA t-shirt and skirts, they danced their way on. They twirled and skipped side to side in beat of the music. For one bit they twirled their partners around.

“Woohoo!” I could hear people shouting. The models. As a slideshow played, I read the facts about the different models. Most of them were samoan. Soon after Laurien’s speech the models made their way onto the stage. Walking down the catwalk, they strike a pose looking pretty in their cool clothes! Next out came Tyla. As more models walked out, I wondered who was at the end. Toreka was. Finally everyone from the concert came out.

Leaving the hall, mind blown by the outstanding performances, I can’t wait until their next concert. I didn’t want it to end. I guess all their hard work payed off!

Our Trip to Youthtown

Finally!” I thought to myself as we approached Youthtown. Room 14 and 17 were going on a trip to create things out of clay and swim! I couldn’t wait!

Entering Youthtown, out of the corner of my eye, I spy the pool with steam rising from it. Unfortunately we would have to wait before we got to get in. Taken to the base room, a lady called Sue explained to us what we were doing.


Happily walking down the hallway, room 17 were going swimming. After getting changed we quickly hopped into the warm pool. A shiver ran down my spine. For a while we played tag but then no one knew who was in. I spent some of my time riding on Lisia's back. "If you want to get out and play on the pool table you can", shouted Miss Garden. Rushing out to the changing rooms, I hurried to the game room.


Unfortunately, when I got there, they were all taken. I decided to take photos instead. Soon it was time to make clay boxes.


Finding a table and putting on a apron, we had to draw our design that was going in the middle of our boxes. I decided to do a small pattern and a "K" for my name. 


Next I had to cut my clay. With a cardboard square, I traced around it and made a square piece of clay. Now it was time to finish the actual box. Using some of the left over clay and some slip, (It's like paste for clay) I stuck on strips for borders. Finally I put in my design. I cut out the shape and put them in, then took it to the next stage.


Taking it over to the packed table, I quickly found a spot and started filling. Staring at all the different colour of glass we could use. I tried to keep it simple. I used blue, yellow and green. I thought it looked pretty good. I had finally finished. 


"Time to go!" yelled Miss Garden. I sighed. It was a fun filled day and I really didn't want to leave. But... I was exhausted.

PEPA Part 1

In case you didn't know what PEPA stands for, it's Pt England Performing Arts. On Wednesday we had the chance to watch them perform and they were amazing! I have to say my favourite act was hip hop. But in 2nd place would be my friend Jonita playing her violin. 

 

“Yay!” I shouted as we entered the hall. Filled with excitement, I couldn’t wait until I got to see 2 of my best friends perform! Around the black wall was a big stage about to be filled with dancers, singers, instruments and more. It was time for the PEPA concert. (PEPA stands for Pt England Performing Arts)

“I can’t wait to see Jonita”, whispered my friend Gloria. Suddenly the music began to play. While smoke filled the stage 3 boys made their way on. I realised it was the Kapa Haka group. With 2 more girls coming onto the stage, they began with our school haka. “ HE TAUA!” they began chanting. Finishing the haka, they sang a few more songs. I wondered what was next?

As the stage faded to black, another group came on. When it brightened I saw a few girls in PEPA t-shirts, lava lavas and red scrunchie bands on their hands. 


To Be Continued...

My Pointillism Artwork

For a reading activity, our group had to create a pointillism painting. It doesn't look very good up close but once you see it faraway it looks pretty good. It took me a while to finish this though. Here is my finishing product.


Pointillism is where you dab little dots to make up a painting. 

                                                   Here is the original painting.

Arcimboldo

Arcimboldo's picture

My Arcimboldo picture

I have tried to copy Arcimboldo's style. Here is my Arcimboldo graphic that I created on Hyperstudio.

Art Critique

During the week I have been working on a painting by Vincent Van Gogh. I have attempted to copy his Blossoming Almonds (1890) using his style and techniques. Finally finishing my painting it was time to critique.

Although there are few differences, I think my sky has a similar effect. The dark shadings of the blue, makes the brown tree branches stand out. In some places it is dark blue but in other bits of the sky it is light blue. This is something that I think I have done well to match Van Gogh’s original painting.

I think the flowers have the most difference in my painting. They don’t have the same colour and shape. The colour of my flowers are white and it doesn’t really match the original painting.

Painted while in the hospital,  this was for Theo’s (Vincent’s brother) son. His name was Vincent. Also, you can clearly see it is in a Japanese style.

There are few elements in this painting. My favourite part is the sky. The part I would work on is the flowers.

I would improve my work by fixing up the flowers. Firstly by making the right colour. In my painting they are plain white and in the original one they are a light yellow colour. Secondly, I would make the flowers look like they had petals. To be honest, I think I was a bit lazy on the flowers.

It was very difficult to sketch and paint Blossoming Almonds. Overall I think I did a pretty good job.

Marking Criteria

We had to create an effective paragraph marking spreadsheet. Here is my one.

Blossoming Almonds

I have painted Blossoming Almonds by Vincent Van Gogh. We sketched then painted. Here is my finishing product!

20 Hour Famine 2012

"Drop me off here", I told my mum as we pulled up to the school. I was ready to go HARD OUT FOR THE HUNGRY! I think?

Dragging my bag to the library I could hear shouts from the other kids already there. I shoved my bag to the side of room and got out my drink. Toreka then handed me a name tag for me to decorate. "Hey, I'm in team yellow!" I shouted as Gloria came closer. "Me too!" she replied. After this we watched a few short clips.


These clips were of the children we were helping from Mali and Niger. One movie was about a 12 year old girl named Donkii and the other about a 11 year old boy called Salissou. There were also other clips shown too. 


Donkii loves to pound millet but she worry's that they won't have enough millet to eat. She also helps prepare the food with her mother. Normally her family would harvest around 60 bags of millet but unfortunately the rain season did not come so now they only have 6 bags of millet. This may last them 2 or maybe 3 months. That's not enough though. 


Salissou loves his sister and will do anything for her. Before sunrise he goes out into the bush collecting locusts. The locusts eat the millet which leaves nothing for Salissou and his family. He also carries his sister, Rashida, 10 km every fortnight to the nearest health centre. There she is treated for malnutrition by World Vision staff. It is very hard for him and it takes him 2 and a half hours.


Between every clip Mrs Tele'a asked questions for team points. Finally after a while we went into the hall and started our activities.


To Be Continued...

Battle Of The Blankets!

Getting up is sometimes hard for me, especially on winter mornings. Unfortunately I had to get up. Waking up to a cold room is hard. I knew straight away that the Battle Of The Blankets was about to begin.

I threw my blankets off myself to the side of my bed. Slowly standing up I couldn’t help but jump back into bed. The wooden floor was freezing. "If only we had carpet", I thought to myself. Trying once again, I guess, I managed to do it. I quickly put on my uniform. Finally, today's battle is over. "I know there will be more", I thought in my head.