does anyone have blogs anymore? I remember blogger being midly popular when I was younger – probably in a similar time period as the peak tumblr years, whatever years those were. I remember being somewhere between 10 and 18 when blogging was really “it”. I figure this was also a period of time before “dead internet” theory really came into play… gone are the days of discovering random websites with the ramblings of some midwestern mom and her crazy family, or some guy who really likes fishing in Texas (there is fishing there, which I find gross, somehow), and who…

these are some honors-specific things I wanted to include as part of my portfolio. they may also be on my broader website, but it’s helpful to have things included here. “ducks don’t go to heaven” – creative improv. capstone project (feat. lauren, colin, and cam.)

this is a component of my intro to honors coursework, spring 2026. below is my thoughts on our group service project – the dhc pantry food drive. we raised over $300 alongside collecting quite a few boxes of food to fill our student pantry up with.

this is a component of my intro to honors coursework, spring 2026. below, you’ll find my capstone artwork, artist statement, and my (limited) entries in my diary of delights!

this is a component (and ultimately, the guiding light) of my intro to honors coursework, spring 2026. I’ve also included some blurbs about my academic plan and extra notes at the bottom of this page.

this is a component piece of my intro to honors coursework, spring 2026. I am from… I am from the valley of the sun,from the city birthed of ruin.I am from the river banked over salt,It’s water holy, its body sacred, laid bare across the west.I am from ponderosa and wyrmwood,Carved into the shape of our home, distilled into our livers. I am from beyond the veil, where family bonds form twisted knots,Where the rope tangles around me, pulled and burning against the skinAnd cut with resentment, or is it apathy.The body is a blade, we are taught. I am…

this is a component piece of my intro to honors course, spring 2026. included at the bottom is my artist’s statement. it isn’t about lending your tendons to otherssinew and nervetied to the post while the chorus drolls out hymnsyou have no need to be a saintfor the choir to sing praise spill wine overmartyr or marrythere are no bones with which to cage like a birddignity nor pridewith lock and key inside younor clasped within the mouth of those you lovenor hate or know not of at allthere is no possession over virtues you are enoughin your own flesh and bloodmilkdrunk and…

title. see – caroline polachek. photographs from around campus, pictures of friends (with benefits), etc. taken from January 1st, 2026 to April 1st, 2026. so, technically some winter, too. University Hall on a warm evening. The Oval is still missing a centerpiece (even as I write this…) Scott hard at work bossing some poor actors around. Light and sound check for Murder on the Orient Express. Don Anderson Hall. One of the prettier “modern” buildings on campus, from this angle anyway. The alleyway near the Rhino. I, having been drunk, am not sure what night this was. After LSD concert?…