Elmwood School - Samara Yearbook (Ottawa, Ontario Canada)

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FIGURE COMPOSITION— JOAN GILLIES STILL LIFE-OILS- ELIZABETH GILCHRIST

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FIGURE COMPOSITION —JANET EDWARDS

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SAMARA 15 THIS year Miss May has opened to us several new and interesting branches of art and the old ones have been studied with even greater enthusiasm. Drawing from life has been stressed particularly. We have all enjoyed this work as we found it interesting and instructive. Following figure work came fashion drawing. Posters and murals were made for such school activities as the bazaar and the magazine. Several of us have also made designs for the Scroll of Honour, which is to be engraved with the names of old Elmwoodians serving in the Forces. Masks have also interested us. IVc as well as the special art classes have made them and enjoyed doing so. At Christmas we made more than the usual number of lino cuts and Miss May was pleased with the results. Some of the pictures done by the children of the Museum Saturday morning classes, which were exhibited here at school, were exceptionally good and afforded us ins- piration. Elizabeth Gilchrist has been working in oils and many of us hope to join her in this work next year. We would like to thank Miss May very much for her guidance in making this a progressive and delightful year. P. P. CURLING HAIR Last night I thought I ' d curl my hair, My room-mate gave an awful glare, I knew she thought I ' d look a sight And now I believe she was quite right. I pulled and tugged, twisted and twirled, I really thought my hair should be curled. At last, at last, I had it done. But now to sleep. It wasn ' t fun. I passed an agonizing night. My head was in a sorry plight. And when at last the morning came Not one curler did remain. To-night I ' ll have a peaceful rest, No curler shall my peace molest, And I will never once again Give myself such a dreadful pain. Bridget Hastings, Vc Nightingale THE NAVY I like the navy best. It ' s better than all the rest. They roam the seas both far and near. To protect their loved ones dear. They guard the ocean blue. And give their lives for you. I think we should feel proud as can be Of our brave men who sail the sea. Bridget Hastings, Form Vc. Nightingale WAS IT MURDER? I once knew a girl who was gowned To the envy of all those around She walked gracefully On a cliff by the sea When her dress tripped her up And she drowned Ann Powell, age 17 Keller, Form VI, Matric