To kick off the new semester, the AP Studio Art students created artworks inspired by the poetry of Rabindrinath Tagore. Excerpts from Tagore's Stray Birds were thrown into a hat and each student randomly drew an excerpt from which to work. Each excerpt was chosen for its heavy use of imagery.
Gojen R
Roots are the branches down in the earth.
Branches are roots in the air.
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Rignor W
The trees like the longings of the earth, stand
a-tiptoe to peep at the heaven.
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Suwan C
"We, the rustling leaves, have a voice that answers the
storms, but who are you so silent?"
"I am a mere flower."
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Luniva S
I sit at my window this morning where
the world like a passer-by stops for
a moment, nods to me and goes.
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Christine L
They throw throw their shadows before them who carry
their lantern on their back.
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Rahul D
The sparrow is sorry for the peacock at the
burden of its tail.
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Hyeeun C
The woodcutter's axe begged for its handle
from the tree. The tree gave it.
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Tanya G,
The hills are like shouts of children who raise their
arms, trying to catch stars.
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Akriti P,
What is this unseen flame of darkness whose sparks are
the stars?
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Siddharth G,
The bird thinks it is an act of kindness to give the fish
a life in the air.
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Yosep L,
The mist, like love, plays upon the heart of the hills and
brings out surprises of beauty.
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Aditee O
The birth and death of the leaves are the rapid whirls
of the eddy whose wider circles move slowly among stars.
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Aditya S,
The bird wishes it were a
cloud. The cloud wishes
it were a bird.
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Tina M,
The world rushes on over the strings of the lingering
heart making the music of sadness.
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Zarka S,
The grass seeks her crowd in the earth.
The tree seeks his solitude in the sky.
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Nayung C
The stars are not afraid to appear like fireflies.
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