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A. Sentence 1 is the topic
sentence that introduces what is being described.
B. For Sentences 2-8, use the descriptive details in previous lesson.
C. Sentence 9 is a concluding sentence that restates or relates back to
the topic sentence.
Exercise: Meeting of Artists
If the somewhat newly organized group of artists were meeting as a
very small group, it didn't matter to Sherry. Dallas was too far to go
for socializing with people of her own kind. These artist as folks from
town would just have to do for bringing her back to some sort of a place
where she could force a discipline for a productive painter's need to
work.. At one end of the table was a retired teacher of art. She was one
of the best as far as accomplishment was concerned. The woman had the
letters of the university behind her name. Beside her was a woman Sherry
had known, from a distance, for years. In fact she had given her
step-mother pointers toward doing a great number of fine pieces. Sherry
slipped into a chair beside a tiny petite woman who was a wild life
artist. The small stature of this lady was dwarfed by the giant talent she
owned. Sherry was very nervous because she knew there were always so many
variables about any group formed in her small town not to mention people
sharing an interest, who were of such a wide, unconnected, people as
these were.
Now let us explain about variables. Sherry's art was hard won over
the years from what was called self taught. Many years of devouring the
old master's writings and work, study while she pushed back grief over her
birth-injured daughter and by attending any seminar from famous artists
who made the Dallas circuit was how she learned. Although the years had
softened the Native American prejudice she knew that could be a great
problem too. . She was raised in the ranching community some miles away
and this gave her a difference in goal setting. Religion always was a
major difference among these people and it always loomed strong in the
background. Politics was not just a gentle under current, it was a big
thing with these otherwise gentle folks. There was the relationship to
those who had gone before strong within her spirit. These ancient
ancestors seemed to walk with her at times and always made the need to be
ready to absorb any and all comments about her folks of another day and
time. All these were the slightly different ways she had from others when
she made an effort to join into a class of people with like talents.
So on and on the conversation was winding its way through
each and every one of the private and silent places of her heart. Someone
alluded to the hunter's lodge that was saved and used by the town as they
wished. The fact that no place for an artist to show was available even
though a place called the studio existed at the museum now. At one time it
had been to house invited artists as an in house residence. Occasionally,
Sherry would read something about an artist being there for some reason or
other, she could not remember who, what or when. Someone else spoke of
how the cost of renting a room at the other mansion was prohibitive. Other
questions were so subtle but more prying as to personal attitudes and
beliefs. She felt like she was sitting on a pedestal as a model while
those below her painted her likeness. Forever, she had always worked
through this sort of thing with complete truthfulness, no matter how
painful the issues were. Not even her feelings about the statues depicting
her grandparents were to be kept for her own knowing. The resulting week
after the meeting brought the worms out of the woodwork as far as who was
who were there. It left Sherry with a new wisdom and knowledge of the
encircled camp. This all seemed to be a decision she would have to make as
to being able to continue with the pummeling of her innermost emotions and
feelings in order to associate with other artists.
The only saving grace in the evening for Sherry was her
mentioning a new branching off toward filming video documentaries as a new
art form. There was interest shown for this. The clumsy recording of her
first films had been evolving to a little classier work and she was proud
of this. The things she had learned through experience certainly were
worth sharing. Using the camera was a form of art, after all. Perspective,
light and dark, contrast, all were just some of the parts of a
composition. The adding of narration and music made the pieces an
emotional experience. Recording of current events becomes precise
historical accounts which any artist wishes to do. Once again there was a
love for nature and life with the woman. She felt she could eventually
share this with them if she could just get past all the other
destructive, latent, mind demons. With filming there was a new attitude
once again to remind her of her youth and first love for art. |
