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Unpacking a Visual Seed
5/6J unpack this seed by observing, wondering and inferring. Prepare a snapshot for your Writer’s Gift. Be prepared to be amazed.
Be Inspired – Wax Lyrical
- Allow the media to inspire you.
- Get in touch with the feelings it inspires.
- Put these feelings into words – don’t worry if they don’t “make sense.”
That is really scary and also really puzzeling and i feel baffled
Scary!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! but really puzzeling
I can observe birds flying over the trees top. On top of an eye, witch is on top of a water fall.The background, I’m still unsure of at the moment. I can see movements in the background with the birds and trees.
I infer that the birds are flying in a reflection. My evidence is that the background is moving like water. It makes me feel like it is crying because if you stare at the waterfall for five, ten seconds it looks like water is just flushing itself out of the eye. I think that the trees is part of the eyelashes only because the way the trees are growing it looks like they are growing straight up and curving at the end of the eyelash to be eyelashes.I infer that the eye is staring at some thing in the distance. in the eye to me it looks like it is staring at some thing in distance because of the darkness inside the eye. The feelings I can sense is sadness, freakish and very befuddled (confused).
This picture looks like it’s telling us some thing, I think it’s telling me: (You have to be dead before you really under stand what it means to be alive.)
WOW!! What a fantastic picture. Waterfall, sky, trees and birds flying away from the eye. Why is everything flying or moving away from the central piece, the eye? I wonder why the trees look dead? What is reflected in the eye? Is the eye crying? Why? Is the eye us?
What a lot of questions this picture poses. I would love to read some of your snapshots which demonstrate your interpretation of the picture.
The eye got abandoned by the body that’s why its crying because its upset and has eye lashes that are really long and not cut because the hand of the body’s eyes would do that. The eye is lonely and has no-one else around with its long eye lashes and waterfall from its eye it turned into a rain forest and the eye never stops crying so that made and that’s why the birds are there. The eye feels so bad and down it has a gloomy sky smoke around it. The eye can see the other eyes vision that’s still with the body. It’s a magic eye because it can float in mid-air. I think the eye is in a grave yard because the eyes really depressed and sad and that’s what grave yards are like.
By Molly
Can you help me I am stuck inside of you are a beautiful thing the water is Cristal clear the trees sprouting out. It stairs into heavenly peace. It’s like a world of death the birds disappearing into the white fading away clouds.
The Dead Eye
The haunted looking eye looks like something that is repeating the circle of life. It’s got something that tells you about forests living and dying. It’s something haunted, playful and memorable. It’s something dull, colourless and shadowy. It’s all ways stairs without blinking and it wants freedom from being there trapped forever.
Life in an eye feels like a flash back I never even thought of . Going off the waterfal going thrugh pain trying to go back up going to the forest nonstop growing dead trees into crowes I see the eye wanting something so badly .A mind so hard the life can get away.
The pitiful eye is repenting on the unspeakable evil it has committed. Once a beautiful picture now condemned to a damned life imprisoned within the soul of nature. Nature has engulfed him. He has a water fall of sorrowful tears and huge proud Oak trees a brilliant chestnut growing from its eyelid. The root dig deep into the eye lid and so causes it much pain and suffering. It sees birds fly away from its hideous features. It envies their freedom with all its heart and soul. He has now become part of the circle of life because some small red sparrows have made their nest in his leafless foliage. Everything grows on it and when it dies the circle of life starts again. Eventually it becomes a part of nature itself. It loses consciousness and it stares into the empty void for the rest of time.
The Eye of Oblivion,
The eye, engulfed in melancholy, stares into the everlasting abyss. It stays still but moves all over. The dead trees branch out, growing grief and sadness. Its tears come out like a waterfall. The sea of plain and nothingness girts the eye. Keeping it in place. It yearns to escape but embraces the hope of no escape.
By Ashley
The eye filled with grief surrounded with the deadly flames that have taken many lives. The eye is a haunting reminder of Black Saturday. The charred trees crumble before me as the water smashes against the trees. The cursed flames deep within me fill me with grief and sorrow as it finds its way towards the centre of my body and attacks it with grief.
The Eye of sorrow
One glimpse of the gloomy, mysterious and confusing eye, I looked at the eyelashes it impacts on my soul of the burnt trees and the crows flying away. My feelings go from delighted and joyful to death and sorrow. The water running down was making me have tears and had engulfed my mind like it’s making my flashback to all the upsetting moments and made me feel glum. I glanced at the unpleasant and miserable eye it was colourless and dull making me feel the past of misery.
By Riduan
The petrifying mysterious eye impacted me I felt baffled. Why are you here? What do you want? It was puzzling I wonder where it came from. I was terrified by the ghostly dead grey eye.
The died eye
As I seer into the mysterious eye I think what is going on what is it saying to me? I know from what I can see it feels like life and death. It flees like someone I know is trying to get to me from this one thing. The long big trees are like something that is meant to be in the died see. The water fall is like the see and it does not end.
The unbreaking eye stuck in its own circle of life that is always in repeat never will it escape from is abyss. It seems to be looking into the past, present and future, not telling a soul. Encaged in a gloomy cell steeling colours from all that’s within, it cries in pain going throw its memory to believe that there is a better place. Looking out into the land of the living wanting to join this wonderful planet. The dark trees grow with no life, and the black birds with sorrow throw out them which is keeping them here.
When I saw the eye I could tell it was a connection of life and death from the to and bottom.
In the reflection of the eye it was somebody going to a funeral and a spirit infront of the trees that once had life but died.
The spirit is angry of the dead trees around us.
The eye of sorrows!
The exhilarating hypnotic eye is like flaming hot fire that verses ice on a journey to my soul. It’s the brightest colures in the darkest saddest cloud of disappointment. This eye is a deep, dark, haunted grave yard. Drawning away in a water fall of sorrows.