Friday, October 10, 2008

Thomas Moran Autumn Landscape painting

Thomas Moran Autumn Landscape paintingJean Francois Millet The Gleaners paintingJacques-Louis David Napoleon crossing the Alps painting
Leave me alone!” She tried to draw with the stub of the crayon but it was too short, and the paper got in the way. She looked along the window sill and selected a brown crayon.
“What you goana do with that brown one?” Rufus said. “You already got all that orange all over everything, what you goana do with that brown one?” Catherine took the brown crayon and made a brutal tangle of dark lines all over the orange lines. “Now all you did is just spoil it,” Rufus said. “You don’t know how to draw!”
“Quit it!” Catherine yelled, and all of a sudden she was crying. He heard his Aunt Hannah’s sharp voice from the kitchen: “Rufus?”
He was furious with Catherine. “Crybaby,” he whispered with cold hatred: “Tattletale!”
And there was Aunt Hannah at the door, just as mad as a hornet. “Now, what’s the matter? What have you done to her!” She walked straight at him.
It wasn’t fair. How did she know he was doing anything? With

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