Arts & Humanities - 25 February 2007

I know this could get hard to argue , but how woul you argue that with choice comes limitation?...saying freedom is not the ability to make your own choices , but freedom from choices themselves........

2007-02-25 06:23:15 · 7 answers · asked by Anonymous in Philosophy

No one is perfect, we all have flaws but there is a couple flaws that are evident within a majority of the people on earth. I believe that God (or whatever supernatural being you believe in) created us with a couple key flaws. Without these flaws, we would all get what we want and live a life of abundance. The flaw I see in people everyday has to do with conditioning. There are so many people that are born as Christians, Muslims or even Jews that seem to become close minded to other ideas about the world. Its almost as if their religion has brain washed these people to think exactly the same and to reject everything that is different. This happens with other things besides religion. It happens all the time in school, an individual is taught certain things and eventually is able to fully grasp it. Anything else that contradicts what that individual has learned is automatically rejected. This happens with the government as well. We are told things and we accept them.

2007-02-25 06:22:11 · 14 answers · asked by Anonymous in Philosophy

I read most of the novels (in italian)...i think King Lear, and you?

2007-02-25 06:21:25 · 19 answers · asked by id_usato 2 in Books & Authors

how to make a theater out of cardboard.

2007-02-25 06:20:10 · 1 answers · asked by Anonymous in Theater & Acting

The technological singularity is approaching. What science fiction books do you recommend for the purpose of mentally preparing for, and affecting, what according to singularitarians like Ray Kurzweil may happen during the coming 40 years or so? I want science fiction that treats issues on the coming continuingly accelerating technology development and its political consequences, stuff that is interesting for humanity's development; paradise engineering scenarios as well as disaster scenarios. I want the kind of hardcore, science-based but still mind-blowing science fiction ideas that singularitarians say may be relevant to our political (and also individual) decisions in our REAL life the coming decades.

PS Anyone tempted to answer that I shouldn't rely on science fiction if I want to prepare for the future, please google "technological singularity" and read about it first!

2007-02-25 06:20:10 · 1 answers · asked by Justin Case 1 in Books & Authors

I need to compare the info in the novel to info that I have researced then write an essay on it.then do an oral presentation aswell.So any ideas would greatly help me.thanx

2007-02-25 06:17:24 · 8 answers · asked by mish 2 in Books & Authors

Which of the following was NOT a demand of the 1892 Omaha platform?
a. government ownership of the railroads
b. the 8-hour workday
c. unlimited immigration
d. currency expansion through the Treasury purchases of silver

...and WHY?

2007-02-25 06:16:15 · 1 answers · asked by x_thechariot 1 in History

We all know that kids don't read a lot today. A lot of the people here do enjoy reading, but I have to admit, a lot of you here are only here because they "forgot" (Didn't want to read it) to read their book and need help for writing their book report. The only time the kids around me read is when they are forced to do it at school. They don't take advantage of their ability to read and simply lie down and watch TV all day. I mean, it's not like you have to read all the time, but you still should read often. One example is that the kids on my bus simply don't read books because they are too long. Still, they only read the books because they have to have a book to read in Language Arts. So, why do you think they don't read as much and what do you think we can do to solve this problem?

Thank you!

2007-02-25 06:14:51 · 10 answers · asked by Remus Lupin 3 in Books & Authors

Im curious does any one know about any stories of relatively genius people you have witnessed or heard about?

2007-02-25 06:14:03 · 2 answers · asked by Sam 2 in Philosophy

I really need help so can like anyone who read this give me a summary or a website where I can get the summary of this book. I know its a short reading but it is really hard and I don't understand it and I can't focus on it cuz its boring Please help!!!!!

2007-02-25 06:12:43 · 4 answers · asked by magallanescarla 2 in Books & Authors

She lay in the dark
Listening to her tumultuous thoughts
They weren’t thoughts of anything in particular
And perhaps some might call them fanciful
But they were her thoughts
And no one else’s.
She lay in the dark
Watching the shadows sway and swirl
Dancing soundlessly, gracefully around her room
They weren’t frightening, though certainly not friendly
But they were her shadows
And no one else’s.
She lay in the dark
Allowing her soul to wander free
To go where it wished and do what it would
And she never once doubted it would return
Because this was her soul
And no one else’s.
She lay in the dark
And felt the hand of her lover
Leave a burning trail over her cool skin
She left her thoughts to themselves
And left her shadows to their revelries
She left her soul still wandering free
And turned into his caress
Because this was his body
And no one else’s
For now…

2007-02-25 06:11:13 · 7 answers · asked by Kismet 3 in Books & Authors

2007-02-25 06:08:59 · 34 answers · asked by Jack Joffre 1 in Books & Authors

what's a good technique to use when painting around stuctures? sometimes the background color is much lighter right next to the structure because i paint the objects before the background. here is an example of something i painted a while back:

http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c60/death_cab_for_justin/100_0565.jpg

see how right around the flower the crimson color is considerably lighter?

2007-02-25 06:07:38 · 2 answers · asked by Justin 1 in Painting

Where does George Willard stand at times of challenge and controversy from the short story Winesburg, Ohio by Sherwood Anderson? (especially the story Sophistication)

2007-02-25 06:07:19 · 5 answers · asked by ADIB 3 in Books & Authors

2007-02-25 06:07:01 · 8 answers · asked by Libby 6 in Books & Authors

2007-02-25 06:05:49 · 9 answers · asked by chris c 3 in Philosophy

what does this Quote mean from the outsiders book. please i need to know as fast as possible:)

2007-02-25 06:01:37 · 2 answers · asked by volleyb13 1 in Books & Authors

2007-02-25 06:01:21 · 1 answers · asked by meekianme 1 in Painting

This has to do with like well for one Stalinism ,cold war and the politcal system aswell.

2007-02-25 05:58:35 · 2 answers · asked by redhead7 1 in History

2007-02-25 05:58:34 · 1 answers · asked by meekianme 1 in Painting

I need 3 or 4 famous landmarks in Germany, with a website so I can print the pictures out of them.

I also need a website with pictures of painting, native crafts, sculputres, dance or music composers from/of Germany.

If you could help me out, I would realllllllly appreciate it, This is a HUGE project!!

2007-02-25 05:56:06 · 5 answers · asked by Anonymous in History

compare and contrast the colonization of the 13 colonies and africa by the English

2007-02-25 05:54:24 · 3 answers · asked by Anonymous in History

social studies our teacher gave us a worksheet to do but the answer isnt in our book that we use please hurry if you are going to help
thanks

2007-02-25 05:51:36 · 4 answers · asked by ILOVEBBYO! 1 in History

Sometimes i dont understand how people think. Why are there people who hate other religions...we all believe in the same person..GOD

I dont care if you call him Buddha, Allah, or some other supernatural being....He's the same person that Christians call God.

We all believe and pray for someone higher than us...someone with supremem powers...the creator of life.

I am Greek Orthodox and I am sick of the fact that we sepereate ourselves from other Christians because we do things differently or have different beliefs on things. Apparently we are the "right" belief but I dont believe that either. Know one knows the "right" religion...if you ask me, there is no "right" religion and I don't think any God would be expecting a religion that is perfect.

Let me know what you think!

2007-02-25 05:50:21 · 17 answers · asked by Anonymous in Philosophy

I need to know where Marquis de Lafayette spent most of his life (it's for a project and i can't find a site for it)

2007-02-25 05:48:59 · 3 answers · asked by Elsie Sanchez 1 in History

As I stood at my first photography display, I couldn’t help but think of my mother. She was the one, after all, who inspired my deep love of photography. People swarmed around me, and complimented my work. I was at a standstill, the night moving fast and slow at the same time. My mother’s face was in my mind, as clear as the detailed photos on the wall.
My mother was one of those independent single mothers who loved her child more then anything. When I was younger, she would snap pictures constantly on her camera. I hated it at first. “Why should I smile when I don’t even feel happy?” I would grumble. She would just flash her lovely smile and tell me to pose anyway. We had photo albums all over the house, she cropped and snipped constantly, smiling at all the places we’d been and things we’d done. Eventually I became used to the camera at her side almost all the time. I appreciated my mom a little bit more, when one day I had my best friend Lindsey over.
“Lisa, aren’t you going to introduce me to your friend?” Mom asked with her motherly smile. I made the introductions grudgingly, wanting to take Lindsey to my room. But they hit it off immediately, talking about photography, of all things! I impatiently tapped my foot, but neither of them took notice. Lindsey was now looking through our photo albums with delight.
“Oh, Ms. Lawrence! These are fantastic! I wish my mom made these…. But she’s an alcoholic, you see. She doesn’t care about that sort of thing, so I have no record of my life. It’s kind of like walking around knowing who you are but not knowing where you’ve been. You’re so lucky Lisa, to know that your mom cares.” And with that Lindsey burst into tears. My mom held her and told her she would lend her the supplies to start her own scrapbook. I finally realized what a great mom I had, and it had taken thirteen years to come to this conclusion.
The next morning, after Lindsey had gone home, I took my cup of tea and sat down across from her at the kitchen table. We were tea people, as my mom said. Every single morning she had her cup of earl gray with no sugar and a little bit of milk, and I had my French vanilla with milk and sugar. We always talked over tea too, and that morning was no exception.

“Hey, Mom?” I was hesitant about the usual morning chatter today. I wanted to discuss the one subject I usually despised, and I was terribly afraid she would call me out on my hypocrisy.
“Yes?” she seemed to feel the tension pulsating out of me, and encouraged me by brushing back her red hair to give me a better look at her eyes. They showed she would not be unforgiving.
“Umm… what do you like best about photography?” I mumbled it and winced, waiting for the angry tone. Mom was completely understanding though, she was truly glad I was interested in something new. She wasn’t like other moms, and for the first time in my life I wasn’t embarrassed of her. To this day I’m not even sure if she heard my question, because she didn’t answer it. She just started talking about photography. Just talking; and I could tell by how animated her eyes were that she truly loved it.
“Lisa, photography is different for every person. For me it’s how I can stop time and take a photograph, and I will always have it, so I can always remember. It’s like saving that one memory forever. And I can take pictures of you, and I can remember exactly that look on your face. And by the way, I can tell when your smile is fake or real. You can’t fool a camera.” She smiled at this, and I blushed, thinking of all the false smiles I had forced when I was having a bad day.
“But it’s mainly a way to hold on to something, to be able to remember something that will never be exactly the same again. I can look at all my pictures, and reflect on how much time has past. Think of how much can change in a minute, and you will realize why I take so many pictures. Just in case things change, I will have that photo. All the people and places are frozen there, so as you change and they don’t, you can notice those changes and hold onto the way things were and never will be again. It’s a way to leave my mark on this world. After I’m gone, my pictures will be here, and I’ll always be on that picture, smiling, for you to look at. A camera flash is the surest thing in the world.” And with that she rose, kissed my head, and left for work. I didn’t quite understand the last thing she had said about the camera flash being the surest thing in the world, and my need to understand forced me to find out.
So I took pictures constantly, and I grew to love it too. I figured out ways to make a shot look better, how to focus light, and how to position people to make the photo different. I loved it in exactly the same way my mother did. I now understood her in a way I never had before. And I understood what she meant about the camera flash. When the flash goes off, it’s reassuring. That camera flash promises that what you just saw is saved, that you can remember it. It’s proof that you now have that memory forever. And it’s proof that you are now engraved into that picture, into that moment in time, forever. I also wanted to be here after I was gone, and that is mainly why I am thinking about my mother tonight. I want people to look back on my candid shots and remember, like I was forced to do only six months after that conversation over tea.
My mom died, at the age of thirty-eight, in the most unfair way that my teenage mind could comprehend. My mom was on a city street, and a bar fight got out of hand. A man was kicked out just as she was nearing an alley to take an amazing shot of the shadows. A gun was fired, and my mom was taken from me forever. I looked over all her pictures for months, and swore I would take my mother’s passion to the next level.
There I stood, as the night was over, in the middle of the empty street, looking at the distinguished brick building in front of me. My photographs had been greatly admired, but I had just pressed down the button on my camera at the right moment in time. I was just here for my mother. My senses were heightened; I could smell the scent of flowers from the florist shop down the street. The air was filled with late night fog, and the steady beat of a light drizzle calmed me. I was finally where my mother had always wanted to go. A man on the other side of the street hummed a tune, and I picked it up and hummed it too. I was happy, and my mother’s face was in my mind. I was not paying attention until the car was too close to do anything.
I only felt a quick moment of pain, as my head pounded into the pavement. I was slightly aware of shouts and of wetness under my head and legs, but I was peaceful. My breathing was shallow, and I realized that the first milestone in my career would also be my last. As the infamous white light came, it was quicker then I expected it to be. And I instantly recognized what it resembled. It was assuring me that my life would not be forgotten, that I was captured in time, that my life was frozen as it was, and that my memories were safely tucked away somewhere in the universe.
The white light resembled the flash of a camera.

2007-02-25 05:47:24 · 6 answers · asked by ~S~ is for Stephanie! 6 in Books & Authors

In one of my classes we are making soundproof paint for a project. What should our company be named? It wouldn't work if it was all of the initials of the beginning of our name because the 3 of us have names that start with K. So that wouldn't work what about having it be called Jaguar paint inc. Since that is our mascot. Please help thanks

2007-02-25 05:47:02 · 1 answers · asked by *Lizard_Gurl♥ 1 in Painting

Long ago, someone gave me a piece of bamboo, that came from their plant. At the time, he told me that bamboo was meant to be shared, because it was in the sharing that _____ was supposed to happen. For the life of me, I don't remember what that _____ was. It seemed to be something about friendship, not just good luck. Does anybody have any info? Any links ? Anything would be most appreciated! Thanks in advance for your help!

2007-02-25 05:44:58 · 2 answers · asked by amuse4you 4 in Philosophy

2007-02-25 05:42:54 · 8 answers · asked by clarkee 1 in Other - Visual Arts

In chapter 4 describe the littluns activites.

2007-02-25 05:41:56 · 3 answers · asked by avant1991 3 in Books & Authors