John McGlashan College pupil Flook Chinsaswat’s work uses technical skills to evoke certain feelings and thoughts, specifically those of angst and fear.
Living in a vast universe, on the only known planet to support life, how can one not feel utterly alone?
This piece is inspired by the novel Refugee by Alan Gratz, with the task of writing from the perspective of a side character in the novel, observing the actions of the main characters. This piece...
As a teenager, my ears have heard more inspirational speeches than I can count, writes Otago Girls' High Scool Year 11 pupil Jomama Moharram.
Your youth is supposed to be your self-discovery phase, writes Year 12 Otago Girls' High School pupil Rata Newman.
This artwork by year 13 artist Isabelle Daley references the approach of American artist Jeanette Hayes and her attempts to bridge the gaps between highbrow and lowbrow forms of media.
The 45-minute drives out to Goat Island were something I dreaded.
The sun was almost hesitant, the big ball of gas was covered by clouds every other moment and it introduced a cold wind each time.
This work by year 13 art pupil Ariana Jamieson expresses the connection of tangata whenua to their land.
It's not hard to believe when we think of flowers and art, cherry blossom trees, lively bunnies, butterflies and beaches.
The world is in the midst of an ice age.
Columba College year 13 art pupil Lily Frewen’s painting is areference to her being a relatively recent immigrant to New Zealand. It looks at connections with earlier generations of immigrants who...
Gabriel Curtis, Year 9, Kavanagh College. We look around while the boulders fall down gracefully. We’ve been climbing this mountain for about a fortnight now.I, Elvewyn, and my two friends set off on...
SARAH AL-BALUSHI Year 12, Kavanagh College
While the ice caps and glaciers are melting in Antarctica.
The majestic waters and warm, golden sands reel crowds in by the bucket-load on summer afternoons.
This is an announcement for passengers travelling on flight MNL6794 to Manila, scheduled for 6.30am.
By now, fighting off zombies seemed to be as easy as dropping the year 7s at bull rush.
Growing up on the violent road of poverty, I had thought I had seen it all, but nothing could have prepared me for life as a soldier.
Picture this: there is a ... well, a box.