The blue fades into a warm yellow, and ultimately into darkness. I snapped this photo on my way back home, and this picture reminds me a lot of painting. With how the colors match and blend perfectly, I am reminded of music. Especially tempo, the blend of colors, releases a soft and steady beat. I can see a resemblence of a series of notes transcending up the keys. Especially with the architecture that makes up the beautiful law quad, it matches the mood of the sun setting, with the twinkling of the street lamps.
With this picture, I see Debussy’s works. Specifically, “Rêverie”, the notes perfectly blend together to produce a series of wandering sounds (Rêverie). This piece reminds me of a gentle good night song, transforming into a dreamy world. Much like the contents of this picture (the colors, street lamps, and night setting), Debussy’s “Rêverie” soothing sounds, encapsulate the beauty of fading colors.
PIRATE SHIP FACT: During overnight sailing trips, shipmates who were not the captain would either sleep on hammocks, or the floor.
Wednesday, October 16th – 1:15 a.m.
I came into college hoping that my roommate and I’s dorm room would become somewhat of a hangout spot, yet now it has evolved into (basically) an additional Bursley lounge. Whether it’s a movie night, sleepover, or a “study session” that requires “locking in,” I always volunteer our room to be the medium.
After a long day of classes, a couple of us Bursley pirates had resigned to the blanketed floor of the room with our computers waiting patiently to be used for actual work. It was during this yap convocation that Krithi brought up Hawke Mountain.
As a Pennsylvania native, Hawke Mountain was just a two hour drive from her hometown. Internationally, it is the largest sanctuary for birds of prey, along with the grand caves, scenic views, and hiking trails that give tourists the social media worthy pictures. Unfortunately for Krithi, her ability to take pictures during that trip would cease to exist when her phone slipped and fell into one of the mountain’s cavernous crevices.
This story is supposed to be somber and make you, the reader, feel a growing sympathy in your heart for Krithi’s seemingly soiled vacation. However, once I saw the picture of Krithi sitting on a rock while a her experienced friend is head first in a cave looking for her phone, the experience seems almost worth it. In context, the idea that her dad saw her distraught while waiting and decided to take a picture is the icing on the cake.
Thankfully, Krithi has a fully functional computer, not stuck in a cave, that enables her to study Computer Science here at Michigan. Her story inspires us to keep our phones close and our family/ enemies with their camera apps open, closer.
