Books with title Still Life

From the author of The New York Times bestseller Possession, comes a highly acclaimed novel which captures in brilliant detail the life of one extended English family-and illuminates the choices they must make between domesticity and ambition, life and art. Toni Morrison, author of Beloved, writes of Byatt: "When it comes to probing characters her scalpel is sure but gentle. She is a loving surgeon"

A Brain Pickings Best Children's Book of 2018 "The rambunctiously designed illustrations of bugs, plants, fruit, snails, and other aspects of the natural world are done in simple, warm, unshaded colors and black crayonlike outlines that echo and support the narrative's ingenuousness, as does the hand-lettered text. It doesn't take itself too seriously—some segments are endearingly silly, especially the asides of some of the critters voicing their opinions. What sets this book apart from so many others with the same theme of the nourishment derived from connecting with life is its infectious joy, delivered simply and sincerely."—STARRED REVIEW, Kirkus Reviews Starting from the premise that everything is alive—a feeling that is deep and immediate for many children—Be Still, Life draws the reader into a still place where everything is moving. Thought-provoking in its depiction of the relationship between stillness and motion, this is certain to engage children, slowing them down through sheer fascination and delight. Ohara Hale is a multi-disciplinary artist. Born in Hollywood, California, she now lives in Montreal, Quebec. She works as a fine artist, illustrator, musician/singer, director, animator, voiceover actor, graphic designer, and art director. Hale shares her studio with her dog, Banana. Hale loves all creatures, including spiders and snakes!

This book contains some new photographic pencil sketches of Still Life objects. This book attempts to provide some quality sketches without any elaborate description. The sketches in this book are a perfect combination of light and shade and it covers a verity of objects and their formation. This book shall be beneficial to all students for their practicing sketches.

This is not "Family Under the Bridge" nor is it "The Bell Jar" and it may never be what "Hillbilly Elegy" is but what it is; is a manuscript that came from a 500-word writer challenge. With only three requirements the lead sentence had to be " Get out of my trash!"; to use two items next to you ( Pepper shaker and a Crosley counter radio) and a word count of 500 words or less. With the help of Curtis Lowel and a trip to Wooley Swamp; I took that 500 word challenge and add on until I reached 7000 words. To short for Harper Collins but I felt I had added enough with out difuseing the sintement of the story. Longer is not always better. With that in mind here is a quick sample of what is to come. On many occasions, I was a bottle short and they let me go ahead and get a sandwich and a drink. Whoever rang me up would just keep a tab of what I owed. I never let it run a long time, my dad would kill me for spending money I didn't have. My stomach was growling and I want to show Pepper that I could handle a simple sandwich run to the Alco. I get off my bike and even put the kick stand down because I didn't want to dent the basket anymore than what it was or just knock it off altogether. That would not be a good thing. Making Pepper mad is the last thing I want to ever do. He could always go to the police because I was stealing out of his trash. He has one on me and I need to be as good to him as I need to be to avoid any law enforcement in my life. I run around at all times of the day and I don't need any trouble from anyone else besides my dad. Mom acts as if she doesn't care if I am there or not. Dad is only home on every other Monday from the road and has more on his mind than where I spend my time. That would all change if the police would become part of my life. Dad would more than likely take me along with him. To most boys my age that seems like a dream come true but for me, it would definitely be the end of my freedom. I walk in through its off set door and all the sounds of the hustle and bustle of the on goings plays out like some rag tag orchestra. Right away Dale is yelling my name and motioning me to come where he was standing. “Do you have the seven bottles that you need to clear up what you owe? He asked once I got closer.“Yes sir. Here are your seven plus four more I would like to cash in.” I said cheerfully. “Thats' fine. So eleven bottles at seven cents a piece, here is your seventy cents. That's minus the fifty cents you have on your tab. Your balance is clear and how would you like your twenty eight cents” he asked as he brought his hand from out the cash register. “Can you take that off of what mom owes? I asked himHe looked at me puzzled and then nodded. “So you want to take this receipt and make sure your mom holds on to it. I dont want there to be any discrepancy with her bill.”he told me. I shook my head yes, took the receipt from him and told him thank you. I looked around and realized that the place was actually crowded. A line has formed around the parameter of the store starting from the front door all the way to the back to the deli portion of the store. I walk past the peanut stand and popcorn popper.

This is not "Family Under the Bridge" nor is it "The Bell Jar" and it may never be what "Hillbilly Elegy" is but what it is; is a manuscript that came from a 500-word writer challenge. With only three requirements the lead sentence had to be " Get out of my trash!"; to use two items next to you ( Pepper shaker and a Crosley counter radio) and a word count of 500 words or less. With the help of Curtis Lowel and a trip to Wooley Swamp; I took that 500 word challenge and add on until I reached 7000 words. To short for Harper Collins but I felt I had added enough with out difuseing the sintement of the story. Longer is not always better. With that in mind here is a quick sample of what is to come. On many occasions, I was a bottle short and they let me go ahead and get a sandwich and a drink. Whoever rang me up would just keep a tab of what I owed. I never let it run a long time, my dad would kill me for spending money I didn't have. My stomach was growling and I want to show Pepper that I could handle a simple sandwich run to the Alco. I get off my bike and even put the kick stand down because I didn't want to dent the basket anymore than what it was or just knock it off altogether. That would not be a good thing. Making Pepper mad is the last thing I want to ever do. He could always go to the police because I was stealing out of his trash. He has one on me and I need to be as good to him as I need to be to avoid any law enforcement in my life. I run around at all times of the day and I don't need any trouble from anyone else besides my dad. Mom acts as if she doesn't care if I am there or not. Dad is only home on every other Monday from the road and has more on his mind than where I spend my time. That would all change if the police would become part of my life. Dad would more than likely take me along with him. To most boys my age that seems like a dream come true but for me, it would definitely be the end of my freedom. I walk in through its off set door and all the sounds of the hustle and bustle of the on goings plays out like some rag tag orchestra. Right away Dale is yelling my name and motioning me to come where he was standing. “Do you have the seven bottles that you need to clear up what you owe? He asked once I got closer. “Yes sir. Here are your seven plus four more I would like to cash in.” I said cheerfully. “Thats' fine. So eleven bottles at seven cents a piece, here is your seventy cents. That's minus the fifty cents you have on your tab. Your balance is clear and how would you like your twenty eight cents” he asked as he brought his hand from out the cash register. “Can you take that off of what mom owes? I asked him He looked at me puzzled and then nodded. “So you want to take this receipt and make sure your mom holds on to it. I dont want there to be any discrepancy with her bill.”he told me. I shook my head yes, took the receipt from him and told him thank you. I looked around and realized that the place was actually crowded. A line has formed around the parameter of the store starting from the front door all the way to the back to the deli portion of the store. I walk past the peanut stand and popcorn popper.

This book contains some new photographic pencil sketches of Still Life objects. This book attempts to provide some quality sketches without any elaborate description. The sketches in this book are a perfect combination of light and shade and it covers a verity of objects and their formation. This book shall be beneficial to all students for their practicing sketches.

From the author of The New York Times bestseller Possession, comes a highly acclaimed novel which captures in brilliant detail the life of one extended English family--and illuminates the choices they must make between domesticity and ambition, life and art. Toni Morrison, author of Beloved, writes of Byatt: "When it comes to probing characters her scalpel is sure but gentle. She is a loving surgeon".