WatercoloratTheWatershed You see a juvenile caterpillar, waiting for metamorphosis to shake. It’s life almost feeling like a filler, it’s watching its very first seasons flake. The urge to burst out of their chrysalis, feeling like a colorful work of art. Being a larva is quite frivolous, always waiting for your colors to start. The caterpillar was just the rough draft, flapping flying flutters go one by one It’s so gorgeous you have to photograph, the beautiful reflection of the sun. Real life artwork right before my two eyes, Watching the colors fly make me feel wise.
1. From this project, I learned what s sonnet was. I also learned there are differant types of sonnets. Before, I knew sonnets had a rhyme scheme but I did not know there was a certain number of syllables each line had to have. 2. I made my sonnet about the journey of a caterpillar turning into a butterfly and the expieiences that happen for during that fragile state of being a chrysilis. 6. Through revising, I was extremely content with the outcome of my sonnet.