Profile of a Guardian, by Hannah Parker, age 11 Forthcoming issue, Stone Soup Magazine
The Art of Photography
Stone Soup Editor Emma and I have spent a lot of time looking at your art and photography submissions this past week. We are so impressed, especially with some of your photographs. You have made us really excited about featuring more photographs - like this wonderful one of a trusted dog - in future issues of Stone Soup. Keep them coming, please!Photography is one of the more recent art forms. Sculpture and painting have been around for tens of thousands of years, but photography was not invented until the 1840s, fewer than 200 years ago. This makes it something of a newcomer within the history of art, which is why it has only joined sculpture, painting, and drawing on an equal basis relatively recently.
We think it's time for Stone Soup to embrace photography, too. From now on, we want to see your photographic art works as well as your drawings, and we want to see illustrations for stories and poems in both media too. In our submissions portal we have merged our categories, so that now you'll see the option to submit Art - which can be a drawing or a photograph - in one place.
Do please keep your Art works coming!
Reviewing, Reading Aloud & Recording
We are looking for reviews of poems for our September poetry issue, due in by 1st August. We have a page of top tips for reviewing poetry to help you if you are thinking about sending us a review.
One piece of advice for getting into poetry that I particularly like is to read a poem aloud to yourself. Reading out loud really lets you hear the music that is part of most poetry, and often helps to make much more sense of what the poet is trying to say. Try it with some of Editor Emma's suggestions for reviews:
The Evolution of Calpurnia Tate, by Jacqueline Kelly. Henry Holt and Company: New York, 2009; $17.99
Calpurnia Tate is the kind of eleven-year-old who is always asking questions—questions about nature and animals and insects, such as why do dogs need eyebrows, or can earthworms be trained? Such topics fascinate her. The only person who can answer them is her grandfather, who spends his time either in his laboratory, trying to make whisky out of pecans, or out in the quiet Texas woods of 1899, picking his way through the underbrush, examining plants and various toads. Unfortunately, Calpurnia finds his bushy eyebrows and scratchy voice imposing and so contents herself with writing the questions down in a notebook one of her six brothers had given her.
One day, a question about grasshoppers nags at her so much that she simply has to confront her fears and ask her grandfather. Rather than answering her question, he simply tells her, “I suspect a smart young whip like you can figure it out. Come back and tell me when you have.”... read more