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“Everything in the world exists to end up as a postcard.” —Tom Phillips, “The Postcard Vision” ************ ********** **************** ********************* ******************* ***************** ****************** ***************** ******************** ************************ ************************* ********************** ******************** #art #postcards #forgiven

drawing by Ella Schwalb #drawing #art #escape

At university I studied biological psychology while also taking a variety of math courses. As I studied more math and science I started to see glimpses of science in the world around me. This inspired my Art + Science series. I take a natural scene and superimpose it with a scientific/mathematical concept and then extrapolate a lesson to be learned from this concept. Each picture has a description explaining the science behind the photo and the take home message. I've found t

For this video piece, I was particularly interested in re-visiting my adolescence as a specific and pivotal moment of identity construction and socialization as we are just beginning to understand our own body, identity, and what role this identity plays (or is expected to play) in the larger visual and societal landscape. By “queering” my own adolescent narrative through familiar iconography and references, this project becomes both a personal endeavor by reclaiming agency o

When my friend first came over to see my place I had no bed and no furniture, just some sheets and a duvet cover in one corner (my ”bed”) and a blanket and some pillows in the opposite corner (my “couch.”) As my friend and I sat on the floor talking and taking bong rips, he told me my place looked like “a heroin addict's place.” As someone who is certainly not a heroin addict, I took this as an insult. I reassured him that I had only moved in a few days ago and that slowly bu

I’ve accrued thousands of photos since moving to Japan in August 2014, and I often take them from the same vantage point: classic one-point perspective, perfectly centered, shooting straight into the horizon. In a nation that largely functions on ambiguity and what is left unsaid, these horizon lines help to keep me grounded. And regardless of summer or winter, day or night, finding such pristine paths leading into the distance reminds me that there is always a way forward: 一

It is strange to think that about this time last year, I was packing my bags to go to Italy. I am an architecture student, and I had been waiting my whole life for that trip. And, like an idiot, I took maybe four photos- two of which are some really beautiful shots of the inside of my pocket. I did, however, fill a lot of sketchbooks. I've always liked drawing better anyway. Photography is definitely more precise, and way better for Facebooking. But what I appreciate about sk