we are rotting but instead let's say we are aging like fine wine because the expense of time is what makes us expensive and the cost of suffering can’t ripe faster than insufferable expectations and if we want a delectable cheese it’s desperation to bear the fruits of indefinite rotting that we continue to do so - sappy
Hi everyone! Welcome to the first post in my blog: A Side of Sketching! Each Monday, I will share a page or two from my current sketchbook, along with some explanation as to what inspired the sketches or where I was while I created them. I love exploring new places and experiencing new things, so many of my sketches will revolve around that. As a college student, I also take inspiration from campus events and the more mundane aspects of student life. So, whether it be trying a new restaurant, going to a hockey game, or having a late-night study session in the dorms, my sketches will provide a glimpse into my life as a college student!
A little bit about me: I’m currently a freshman at the University of Michigan! I have been creating art since I was young, and have experimented with many different mediums. Usually, I tend to gravitate towards acrylic painting and pencil sketching. When I’m not studying or making art, I enjoy hiking, yoga, listening to music, going to sporting events, and having spontaneous adventures around campus! : )
For this first post, I wanted to create a page that sums up a highlight of my school year so far, and I felt that a page inspired by Saturday football games in the Big House was the best way to do that! I’m not a huge football fan, but I love the atmosphere on campus on game days- from the student section chants to the marching band performances and head-to-toe maize and blue outfits. I made this page while in the car on a road trip, so it is fairly simple. Still, I’m happy with how it turned out!
A new comic about an alien that crash lands into a midwestern university campus and tries to fit in with the crowd.
if i wasn't lied to some things that i didn’t know that i should’ve known i now do know are if you get infected don’t elevate a leg if you are small you might (not) be a chihuahua if you taste like styrofoam you’re a bone if you swim you’ll get caught if you need to fold a fitted sheet just ask Grandma if you wore a fuzzy onesie it’d be shocking if you breathe your lungs could explode if you have counted sheep or not if you know if sea walking exists - sappy
TW: Mild gore
Panic
It starts with a s u r g e
not like a seizure’s electrical storm
but a thickening of your skull
soupy membranes turned slick and wiry
veins puffed up and tangled
Entrapped in your mind
the heat pounds heavy and gross
filling your ears with thoughts
taking no form, no substance
unintelligible thoughts of the present and future
And exposure
a naked vulnerability as eyes find you
where all senses and sense of peace have eroded
and you question whether peace ever was
or was it always anticipation?
of a quiet that won’t last
But you beg for one that lasts
you stupidly, ridiculously beg for one that lasts
for a tranquil touch you swore you used to know
Was it seconds ago or longer
so familiar and so far
with tainted bones
a brain stained and comprehending
that a dull poison
will still kill you
This week’s page is dedicated to be a glimpse into my life while being home in the greatest city in the world: Minneapolis! I’ve been catching up on all my favorite things to do that I haven’t been able to in Ann Arbor (sit at the lake, drive a car, relax, etc.) and it’s been a splendid week indeed.
As the first person of my friends home for the summer, I’ve spent much time basking in the freedom of being alone. My relationship with being alone has changed so much this past year and it’s been very evident in how I’ve been spending my past week. In my senior year of high school, my greatest fear was being alone at any given time. I worried that because I’d be moving by the end of that summer and losing proximity to my friends and family that I would then end up being alone forever. However, throughout my time during this first year of college I’ve had to confront that fear head on every day in an unfamiliar place surrounded by strangers. It was extremely hard at first and I’m still adjusting to these new changes in my life, but after a while I felt more and more at peace with myself. I started to learn how to take care of myself outside the pressures of my surrounding social circles. I no longer had to worry about driving my sisters to school or rearranging my work schedule so I could make it to the next hangout with friends. During my day all I had to do was decide on where I was going to study today or if I wanted to go explore a random event posted on a flyer. This past week I’ve been able to apply this college-sparked freewill in my adventures of the city streets and it’s been allowing me to appreciate my home in new lights. From vibrant inspiration for my next art pieces to a new loving familiarity for the communities I grew up in, I feel like I’m entering a new journey of understanding what home is in a place where I feel safe and loved. Although I am surely going to fill this summer to the brim with bonfires with friends and excursions with my sisters, I’m planning on making sure that I get my alone time with myself and my city in order to appreciate both in new and beautiful ways.
To take into our summer:
Ins: Reconnecting with old friends, supporting your local art scene (always), horror podcasts, going to events even if you’re going alone, drawing on your hands, Costco, re-appreciating your old art, quality time with loved ones.
Outs: Not wearing sunscreen, only believing in the worst outcomes, flat soda, letting dust pile up, immaturity, bugs on the windshield, drivers in Minneapolis, not speaking your truth, the ending of Grey’s Anatomy season 5.
Have a beautiful, fantastic summer everyone! Thank you so much for a great semester and for reading (and hopefully enjoying) these entries. Trust that I’ll be back in the fall for our regularly scheduled shenanigans of loving life and each other. Be safe, have fun, and remember to witness the small life!
