prints are marks on pages, the leftover marks of fingers or the smudges of a hand over chalky led of a pencil. prints are remakes of paintings, never quite as good as the originals. prints, reminiscent of courier new font and crisp black ink. prints: art in the making.
Megan
New and old.
Dusted boxes under my bed.
You’ve left your handsome prints.
All over me…
Cake-Oh
The pictures prints littered the floor, in tones of black and white, sepia, very few in color. She hated them, hated them all. They reminded her of good times, times before the accident. Such bitter reminders. The longing for a return to that happiness was unbearable, haunting, taunting. How much she wished she could turn back the hands of time.
Alyssa
i want to make a big wall of prints above my bed. a wallpaper of 4×6 memories and places i’ll never see again and moments i could never recover. a quadrilateral collage of the past.
The killer’s prints were all over the gun. The haphazard way the weapon among other articles had disposed of made the detectives think that the murder had not been premeditated.
Prints are like footprints in the beautiful snow as in squishes underneath your feet like an egg under pressure just like a comparison they both go squish!!!! :D
i take so many pictures but never have time to make prints. those are memories i may never grasp…but i hope to one day make many prints to show my kids and grandkids <3 those prints are my past…their future… <3
prints is something i do not know but i will try my best. i believe prints is like you handwrite in print wait i just had an imphany. prints is the printer a printer prints things like pictures or documents
this word is a noun and verb. meaning is copy or produce something from making machine. or picture, or copy, or photo, or images. for example, i leave prints on wall; or i go to print my homework.
luke
It was the lunch break and, instead of kicking a soccer ball or playing on the swing set, seven kids stood in a huddle talking seriously. Several nodded and then they all spread out and began walking along the muddy tractor ruts at the edge of an abandoned apricot orchard. Each walked slowly, stooped over, and staring intently at the ground in search of animal prints.
I looked at the photos in my hands. They represented a party, one could plainly see, but what party? I didn’t really know. The host was dead, the guests were dead, and there was a killer… But who was he? That was for me to find out. But how? That was for Karly to find out. But why? Espesido got that one covered. It took me a while to do that.
The cheetah’s prints blurred together as it across the Sahara with grace and precision.A beautiful creature, cheetahs; they always seem to be going somewhere or sleeping. I’d be sleeping too if I ran that quickly.
i hang the prints on the wall and survey them carefully. nothing seems to be right, however. pictures depicting happy faces and joyful days. i feel nothing that i take, i am nothing that i take. i’m nothing but an empty, bottomless void.
ash
Finger, Kodak, csi, mr. Copy, swirls
Yyyyyy
I believe that prints could be a print of art. Art is very powerful printed. To hold, to hang up; the memories will last a life time, and possibly passed on very many generations. Prints are beautiful and prints will always be.
g
there are many prints made by my feet and fingers
that soon enough will have walked all around
all around inside the little bubble in which is the sphere of whatever life i’m living
my prints are small, nay, invisible
you may never see them
or notice them
or even care
but i know they are there
i have made a mark
and the next mark i make
i am sure you will see
jillmjacobs
cuts and carves and blood and guts… ink and presses and tumors and pressure applied to the wound. what happened to my inspiration? it’s gone out the window…
i had to print pictures of me yesterday
it was weird seeing my face so blown up
i had many bad things to say about it but well… my shirt looked nice
i wonder what others will think
i hope i’m chosen but in case i’m not ,
i’m burning all my pictures…
The glossy paper dripped as she clipped it to the line. The photo showed him, at the lake, when he was happy, when he was alive. She smiled, remembering that day.
In life and art, there are all kinds of prints. There are finger and handprints, photo prints and footprints. Prints are represent life and the imitation of life through art.
Printing the papers was rather difficult concerning the fact that Asia had to carry them all by herself, through a maze of cubicles. So dissatisfying, and to think she’d even gone to college for this job! She sighed and grabbed the papers, leaving the room. Oh well, better luck next time.
RasetsuRyu
I like prints. Prints are photos that I take and get ordered from the printing place. Photography is absolutely amazing. I take a lot of nature and animal photos. In fact, those are usually the only photos I really like to take. It makes me smile to see adorable animals, especially baby animals, captured on camera forever.
There are many kinds of prints. There are animal prints like cheetah spots or tiger stripes. There are animal prints like foot prints and there are many other kinds of prints.
He was walking through the jungle and he saw a bunch of animal prints. He examined them and they looked like bear prints to him. He later found out that they were panda bear prints.
Prints are the things you leave when you have paint or something else on your hands and you touch something else. And there are also other kinds but i don’t know what they are.
The printer hummed mechanically in the empty warehouse, blank sheet after blank sheet spinning out its mouth. Somewhere the sound of dripping water echoed. Light from a row of high up windows spilled in illuminating spinning tendrils of dust, and the cool cement floor. I could smell the warm paper and invisible ink. What a peculiar reality.
Prints are best viewed framed, on the wall, in full daylight. Of course, you can also say “One day my prints will come”, but then you’d be waiting for pictures to arrive UPS.
prints are marks on pages, the leftover marks of fingers or the smudges of a hand over chalky led of a pencil. prints are remakes of paintings, never quite as good as the originals. prints, reminiscent of courier new font and crisp black ink. prints: art in the making.
New and old.
Dusted boxes under my bed.
You’ve left your handsome prints.
All over me…
The pictures prints littered the floor, in tones of black and white, sepia, very few in color. She hated them, hated them all. They reminded her of good times, times before the accident. Such bitter reminders. The longing for a return to that happiness was unbearable, haunting, taunting. How much she wished she could turn back the hands of time.
i want to make a big wall of prints above my bed. a wallpaper of 4×6 memories and places i’ll never see again and moments i could never recover. a quadrilateral collage of the past.
The killer’s prints were all over the gun. The haphazard way the weapon among other articles had disposed of made the detectives think that the murder had not been premeditated.
Prints are like footprints in the beautiful snow as in squishes underneath your feet like an egg under pressure just like a comparison they both go squish!!!! :D
Prints are images or letters or numbers on a paper that you have printed.
i take so many pictures but never have time to make prints. those are memories i may never grasp…but i hope to one day make many prints to show my kids and grandkids <3 those prints are my past…their future… <3
Prints are letters that are on paper or numbers that are on paper.
prints is something i do not know but i will try my best. i believe prints is like you handwrite in print wait i just had an imphany. prints is the printer a printer prints things like pictures or documents
prints is a thing a printer is made for. When you finish a writing assignment on a computer you will print it.
some one can steal your identity or take your printsif u rob Somthing or some one they can take ur prints
Prints are a tred or pattern that leave remains of the print in or on something.
Prints are like finger prints, no one has the same finger prints. Even identical twins dont have the same finger prints.
finger print ,indentations ,printers
prints are like finger prints no won has the same finger print . fingerprints are unice in there specal way
this word is a noun and verb. meaning is copy or produce something from making machine. or picture, or copy, or photo, or images. for example, i leave prints on wall; or i go to print my homework.
It was the lunch break and, instead of kicking a soccer ball or playing on the swing set, seven kids stood in a huddle talking seriously. Several nodded and then they all spread out and began walking along the muddy tractor ruts at the edge of an abandoned apricot orchard. Each walked slowly, stooped over, and staring intently at the ground in search of animal prints.
I looked at the photos in my hands. They represented a party, one could plainly see, but what party? I didn’t really know. The host was dead, the guests were dead, and there was a killer… But who was he? That was for me to find out. But how? That was for Karly to find out. But why? Espesido got that one covered. It took me a while to do that.
The cheetah’s prints blurred together as it across the Sahara with grace and precision.A beautiful creature, cheetahs; they always seem to be going somewhere or sleeping. I’d be sleeping too if I ran that quickly.
i hang the prints on the wall and survey them carefully. nothing seems to be right, however. pictures depicting happy faces and joyful days. i feel nothing that i take, i am nothing that i take. i’m nothing but an empty, bottomless void.
Finger, Kodak, csi, mr. Copy, swirls
I believe that prints could be a print of art. Art is very powerful printed. To hold, to hang up; the memories will last a life time, and possibly passed on very many generations. Prints are beautiful and prints will always be.
there are many prints made by my feet and fingers
that soon enough will have walked all around
all around inside the little bubble in which is the sphere of whatever life i’m living
my prints are small, nay, invisible
you may never see them
or notice them
or even care
but i know they are there
i have made a mark
and the next mark i make
i am sure you will see
cuts and carves and blood and guts… ink and presses and tumors and pressure applied to the wound. what happened to my inspiration? it’s gone out the window…
i had to print pictures of me yesterday
it was weird seeing my face so blown up
i had many bad things to say about it but well… my shirt looked nice
i wonder what others will think
i hope i’m chosen but in case i’m not ,
i’m burning all my pictures…
The glossy paper dripped as she clipped it to the line. The photo showed him, at the lake, when he was happy, when he was alive. She smiled, remembering that day.
i think that prints are well they could be a lot of things such as:
blue prints for houses
um fingerprints
and more…………..
In life and art, there are all kinds of prints. There are finger and handprints, photo prints and footprints. Prints are represent life and the imitation of life through art.
Printing the papers was rather difficult concerning the fact that Asia had to carry them all by herself, through a maze of cubicles. So dissatisfying, and to think she’d even gone to college for this job! She sighed and grabbed the papers, leaving the room. Oh well, better luck next time.
I like prints. Prints are photos that I take and get ordered from the printing place. Photography is absolutely amazing. I take a lot of nature and animal photos. In fact, those are usually the only photos I really like to take. It makes me smile to see adorable animals, especially baby animals, captured on camera forever.
I don’t know.
There are many kinds of prints. There are animal prints like cheetah spots or tiger stripes. There are animal prints like foot prints and there are many other kinds of prints.
He was walking through the jungle and he saw a bunch of animal prints. He examined them and they looked like bear prints to him. He later found out that they were panda bear prints.
Prints are the things you leave when you have paint or something else on your hands and you touch something else. And there are also other kinds but i don’t know what they are.
When i think of prints i think of like animal prints. Like dog or cats prints.
There are photocopier machines at Office Depot where you pay for how many prints you make.
The printer hummed mechanically in the empty warehouse, blank sheet after blank sheet spinning out its mouth. Somewhere the sound of dripping water echoed. Light from a row of high up windows spilled in illuminating spinning tendrils of dust, and the cool cement floor. I could smell the warm paper and invisible ink. What a peculiar reality.
He ran print after print after print.
All could do was stare as the papers came out
stare as they were sold
changed hands
were read, everywhere
and watch as the lies spread.
Prints are best viewed framed, on the wall, in full daylight. Of course, you can also say “One day my prints will come”, but then you’d be waiting for pictures to arrive UPS.