CAN SOMEONE HELP ME WITH ART ANALYSIS AND ILL GIVE YOU BRAINLIEST . ANSWER THIS QUESTION IN A LONG PARAGRAPH. 4. What do you think the artist is saying? What message are they trying to communicate?- research the artist ( Marian Drew) and see what their idea (concept) was for creating the artwork (Fallen bird).

I think the artists is saying that all life comes to an end at some point or another

the message they are saying is that you have to let something go cuz if you dont then youll grow more of an attactment for that thing

Marian Drew, a photographic artist, creates still life memento mori’s influenced by both Vanitas and  18th century European still life painting. Each still life depicts an Australian native animal placed on a table with linen and other domestic objects such as fine china, candles, fruit and vegetables. Each image has been beautifully lit, depicting the various settings through light and shadow, carefully composing each of the objects and native animals to create an uneasy stillness.

the bird has fallen and is seeing its ghostly reflection, I feel this is like looking in a mirror, wondering if we feelokay as a person, if we like ourselves or if we feel hurt of stuck in a phase in life. This communicates and asks are you feeling stuck are you this bird, the bird who is stuck and crying for help, do you need help? Will you be able to get back up and leave the mirror showing the you that you think is a failure, to get up and see that you are looking in the wrong place that you were stuck in a fearful place deep in a cave stuck staring at a person that you think isnt worth it.

Explanation:

the incorrect statement about jews is: d. jews began migrating to germany after the end of world war i. jews migrated throughout the world across many centuries, and that was also the case with germany, the migration began before the end of world war i, but there was an emigration wave before the start of the world war ii.

it was the fourth thursday of november and cassey headed down to the woods to pick up the mushrooms mother had told her to to complement the turkey the family was going to have as they did every day.

she usually sweapt the floors and went for water, but today that task was asked to her younger sister since matthew, the only boy, had gone to the town with father in order to find cheap fabrics to make clothes.

the shoe business was not being as profitable as before, so they had decided to make clothes to sell in the village.

today there would not be time to play with mary, her neighbour and friend, to play to be still in water, a game that was not only part of the fun in the village, but also very useful if there happened to be an acciddent when she had to cross the shore by boat, as she had to at least twice a week to visit grandma.

bored and uninterested in the task she had been imposed to do, cassey started to pull up the best mushrooms she could see. suddenly, something hard was found by her tender fingers. she couldn't believe her eyes: a gold ring crowned by a diamond appeared between her fragile fingers

before she had time to think what to do, a deep voice spoke at her back.

- i heard your mum asking you to pick up mushrooms for the turkey - said her beloved tom - would you collect mushrooms for me next day?

- yes, sure. are you planning to invite someone important? - cassey asked.

- of course. i'm planning to invite two families, mine and my wife's. will you marry me? - tom asked on his knees.

cassey looked at the ring, then at tom, and she felt the moisture in her eyes. she hugged him, kissed him and in those simple actions the answer of her life was implied.