Static

the window glows a blizzard blows the t.v. snow obstructs my view you lay beside me a cat indents my pillow i hear strange storms thunderous snow expecting 13 inches in the morning a cold snow globe we are shaken & covered with sparkling confetti death is beautiful winter is a parade of freezing white […]

Iraq War Forum: Five Year Anniversary in Iraq

I attended the Vets for Freedom Iraq war forum in order to learn from the firsthand experiences of those who have served in the military. I feel it is important since being a soldier is a completely different experience from my own. I’ll admit to being a little bit of a dreamer. I hold signs […]

December

In the deadest dream of winter does all descend in slow motion? Snowflakes suspended in midair, wood creaks as frost clings to branches. Life hangs but from a spidery thread. Drops of water freeze to gems plummeting toward solid ground. A tiny leaf trembles; still connected by a slender stem, it snaps in two– the […]

Three Sisters by Anton Chekhov

This play was performed in an intimate setting that caused the line between audience and action to blur. The action of the play was situated so that everyone had a unique perspective. The seating mirrored the v-shaped stage that was set with a piano, table and numerous rocking chairs. Everything was strikingly monochromatic. The whiteness […]

Music Videos 101

Introduction to the Forms and Functions of Music Videos While most of the music video world is concerned with the promotion of a song some directors consider their creations artistic endeavors. Music videos are short enough to have an impact yet long enough to allow for the construction of a coherent story. There are components […]

The House of Blue Leaves

I wasn’t upset by the ending of the play, it was more fun watching the reactions of people who clearly were expecting something else. The murder was subtle at first, the music added to the creepiness, the lighting especially added to the mood. A few individuals snickered and someone who was really confused blurted “Is […]

Eulogy

She was very strange from an early age. She collected books and loved to organize and count them. Even when she was little the books she read were morbid. She used to ride her bike down the hills of the cemetery near her best friend’s house. They used to steal discarded flower arrangements from the […]