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A Work of Art
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A Work of Art In the short amount of time that I have lived, while being consciously awake, I have experienced many things and have witnessed many events. It is my opinion that my life’s experiences pale in comparison when compared in quantity with someone who is much older than me, however it is also my opinion that I have experienced and seen many more valuable things than most. One specific instance would have to be my visit to an art gallery in Los Angeles where I managed to gaze upon a particularly interesting painting by the artist Salvedor Dalai. It was called Crepuscular Old Man and it captured my imagination. It’s vivid colors and use of unique brush strokes were what so intriguing about the painting because they where something that I have never seen ever before. That saturday started like most others with daybreak at 6:00 a.m. pacific standard time. My former academic decathlon team and I were promptly waiting outside the Lemoore High School office at around 6:10 a.m. The brilliant sun which began to creep over the horizon of homesteads surrounding the area was an awful reminder to us all of just how early it was outside. Combine that with the still bitter winter weather which chilled our skin to a beautiful forty-two degrees made this trip questionable for some to attend since most of the group would have rather stayed in bed. The vans arrived around 6:25 and by 6:30 a.m. we where off to see the gallery in Los Angeles. The trip was a long and boring one like most it was filled with the standard stare out the windows and look at on coming traffic from opposing lanes, with your occasional attempts at conversation and the eventual drowning of one’s self in the headphones of a portable cd player or mp3 player in my case.
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