I choose a short story called Morg by Clare Reddaway.  I choose to reinterpret the story completely, making the genre in a sci-fi/steam_punk setting.  The age setting is young teen to adults.

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11 dancing princesses

My idea is the king have 11 princesses and one son . They are all vampire who suck the emotion of humans. Each one have their emotion they like to eat.Living in the modern world is hard since there more people and their father don’t like it when they go out because he scare human will hurt them. They put the humans in jail if they can’t find the truth. This girl name Sarah went to find the serect of the princesses because her brother was there before he disappeared .  The Prince fall for her and help her find the serect of the princess but if she fall for him he have to suck up her love since he have to feed .

I was trying to find a horror story as it would be easily applicable to any time period. As such, I found The Wendigo by Algernon Blackwood. My idea for this story is that since it is about a mythical beast, I could narrate the story in the modern day as the original premise takes place in the past.

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Davinci and Michelangelo by Ralph Steadman

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Im a huge History nerd, so of course my first reaction while seeing this masterpiece created by Ralph Steadman was to die laughing. It reminded me this amazing comic book called “Chiaroscuro: The Private Lives of Leonardo Davinci” illustrated by y Chaz Truog and Rafael Kayanan. On the comic book, it is speculated that there was a possible homosexual relationship between Leonardo and Salai, whom is Leo’s favorite model. Salai is clearly depicted to have had homosexual relations with Leonardo’s main rival, Michelangelo and Ludovico Sforza’s captain, Sanseverino. It is clear, however, that Leonardo used him as a model for his artwork. The relationship between Salai and Leonardo is often toxic, in the end showing Salai betraying Leonardo by serving as the model for Michelangelo’s David. In 1503, Leonardo and Michelangelo where given the opportunity by the Florence government to paint two large paintings on opposite walls of each other in the Sala del Maggior Consiglio (The Great Council Hall) in Palazzio Vecchio, however neither of those paintings have survived all the ages to see them in person, and some people speculate it was because both of them where trying so hard to outdone each other out that in the end both of them did horrible low quality jobs. However, I really love the idea that Ralph Steadman created, speculating that the paintings where not done on their full potential since davinci and Michelangelo where too buzy throwing paint at each other. It’s a lighter concept than the Comic book love story in “Chiaroscuro”, and besides the illustration is simply fantastic, being as simple as sketchy art with a little bit of watercolor and pencil lines, it still shows enough details and information for the viewer to understand what could of possible went down on The Great Council Hall, based on artist Steadman perspective.

*I apologize for not taking a selfie for the field trip, I completely forgot looking at the amazing illustrations of Steadman

This painting was my favorite and spoke to me the most on many levels. I grew up in nyc before white people gave a shit about it and during the stop and frisk era when politicians were cleaning up the city so white people could come and give a shit about it. Politicians, commissioners, corrections, police forces and developers all formed together to create a giant monster that swallowed many lives whole and altered the face of the city. At a point, living in the city felt like being in a sort of tropical wilderness where to survive you had to have sharp brutal instincts like an animal. You couldn’t sit down, or stand up, or go to the store, or walk home from school,without being a possible target. This mobilization to restore the “quality of life” to these forgotten neighborhoods, was described as “the beast” by many. Because in its entirety, it was a giant looming monster that loved to feed on the poor should they ever be caught slipping. This experience gave me a greater sense of how this doesn’t only affect the people here and around me. But was also the modus operandi of the beast towards the poor and lesser classes of the world. I empathized with the struggles of Palestinian people and their conflicts in Gaza. The occupied people of Iraq and Afghanistan. Essentially the beast was a much greater monster than the one i perceived at home, and in fact was a monster of global proportions. When plain clothes officers used to hop out on us, and we would have to idly wait by there car while they ran our pockets and talked shit to us for 20 minutes. I remember the strange hum their cars would produce from powering the computer equipment they had in the car. The strange red glow that would come from the light they used inside their cars to see but maintain low visibility, along with all the foreign clicks and beeps from their radios. It seemed so futuristic and surreal. As if they were storm troopers from a star wars movie, antagonists in some epic saga of the constant imbalance between good and evil. And i would think of all the technological, computerized means which the beast implemented around the world to impose control. I would think of how just like me, some kid in palestine is going through the same motions and feeling the same shit, listening to the strange hums and beeps of those oppressing him, and how in their case the DT’s (detectives) were apache helicopters. And how instead of looking out for chevy impalas with antennas on them they were keeping their head up for black hawks. Crazy I thought. When i saw this painting, it basically articulated everything I felt about surviving my adolescence.