If you had asked me 6 months ago if I was excited for summer, I would have politely nodded my head yes while silently screaming on the inside for you to stop talking. I was getting ready to go home for my sister's graduation and I found myself in one of those weird transitional periods when you realize a lot is about to change that you had always taken for granted.

Last Friday sixty strangers, friends, colleagues, and neighbors packed themselves into the Sheperd Room at WAM for a workshop with internationally acclaimed photographer, Wing Young Huie. Wing presented powerful dialogue about culture, race, and identity through his own work and life experiences. Afterwards, he asked audience members a series of questions to be answered in small groups. Participants wrote down a few of their own words from their discussions and photographed each other.

I am a vegetarian. I love the colors of the rainbow that greet me at the produce section. I crave the fresh flavors of the vegetables and fruits that the earth has provided me. I love strolling through the farmers market smelling the natural foods from hard working farmers. Most importantly, I love animals more than I loved the taste of meat. A large part of my identity is the belief in the ethical treatment of animals.

Reviewing The Human Touch exhibit at WAM, there were a lot of pieces that caught my eye. There was one in particular that I felt, as Historian for the Black Student Union, was very accurate in depicting our generation as black students.

Visiting Home

I want to be a kid again. Being the oldest of seven children, I think this to myself all the time when I visit my parents house on Juliet Ave., I don’t just go back home, I go back in time. When I walk inside, I experience every point in my life thus far through my siblings, all the way from high school to age three.