Assignment #11: Photograph a scar and write about it

My scared forehead


To be honest I would have never thought that of this particular kind of assignment is related to English class. Usually I would thought that writing papers and reading books would basically sum up to what we all know as English class. I never knew that so much art could take part in an English class. I didn’t even know that photography could relate to English.

The assignment that I had to do was to take a picture of my scar and talk about it. I had fun doing this assignment, not only that it makes English even more fun but it really open my eyes to how English can be involve with everything in life.

My story began when I was about 5 or 6 years of age, and lived in Calgary. My sisters and I were playing in my dad’s bedroom. It was a pretty small room with just a twin size bed and a next just a meter away from his bed. On the desk, there was a cloth covering the top so that my sisters and I won’t ruin the wood. One day, I have decided to jump on my dad’s bed. My sisters joined of course, and we had a blast. While I was jumping up and down, I thought to myself, it would be even more exciting if we jump from the bed to the desk, jumping back and forth. So we started jumping back and forth from the bed to the desk, and jump from the desk to the bed. While I was standing on the desk, I was preparing myself to make a big jump to the bed. As I bounced off the desk, I slip on the cloth that was covering the desk, miss the desk, and my forehead landed on the bed frame, which was made out of medal. My forehead hit the bed frame pretty hard that my forehead actually split open, and blood just starting gushing out. My sister started crying but for me I find it rather exciting. I wasn’t in pain or anything, all I felt was the warm blood coming out of my forehead, which somehow relaxes me. So that is why I have this scar on my forehead, because of my immaturity.

This experience was fun, and I really enjoy doing this assignment. As a graphic designer, I have to learn photography, learn how to choose certain lightings for certain shots and areas. Doing this assignment, I had to fool around with the lighting a lot, changing the ISO, the aperture, and also the F-stops. It is hard but it didn’t really matter to me because I had fun doing it. Taking a picture of my scar is hard because I have to make the picture clear in order for the viewer to see my little scar on my forehead. It was challenging at times because most of my pictures were blurred, so I had to do so many retakes. Some of my picture had my hair covering my scar; some pictures didn’t even showed my scar, meaning that I had aimed at the wrong spot.

I think her goal is for people to explore literature in an art kind of way. There are some people who are afraid of words and don’t want to pick of a pencil a write. So in order to get people writing to have art involve, and have them describe that piece o fart work through English literature. Having the idea of posting their work on her website shows pride and more motivating for the writers to continue writing for the fun of it.