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Friday, March 17, 2023

Extended Collaboration, March 16 2023

After enjoying a taco dinner prepared by our wonderful colleague and art professor Jon Puls, our students shared the art-text collaborations they've been working on the past few weeks. The results follow. Click on the images for better views. 

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Emily Seeba, Ella Buell, India Long:

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Elena Stiff, Chris Matthews:
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Aspen Haw, Trinity Van Gaasbeek, Molly Pederson (more photos of this project are coming): 
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Hannah Fodera, Marin Hein:
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Kristen Kim, Joy Nowak, Leticia Torres:
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Evan Dickerson, Jonah Williams
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Tyffani Jensen, Lexi Anderson, Emily Adamson:
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Ivy Guo, Miranda Moore, Grace Ulibarri:
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Ally Brodmann, Madeline Gruenler, Abby Radtke:

Wednesday, March 8, 2023

Spot Collab w/ artists and writers

We met on the evening of Thursday, Feb. 23, to do some fun, on-the-spot collaborations. Students were given images and text on paper, tape, and scissors, and were then invited to make what they would in about 45 minutes' time. Here's what they made. 















Cross-Genre Conversation Piece

The students read a number of Marianne Moore poems and considered their structure alongside a number of boxes made by the artist Joseph Cornell. We usually begin the class with this writer-artist pair, since both Moore and Cornell make work that adheres to strict spatial restriction, both are highly attentive to detail, and both are collectors—of language, of bits of ephemera, of knowledge. The students were then invited to make a response, in only one hour's time, that responded to, embodied, or was inspired by the poetry they had read and the art they had looked at. 

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Elena Stiff:

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Jonah Williams:

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Hannah Fodera:

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Lexi Anderson:
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Ivy Guo:
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Ally Brodmann:

cassiopeia 1

cassiopeia, where are you now? I can
just barely see you, only if I tilt my head
there or there. has the crown fallen
from your head? or is it where you wished
it would stay? your moonbeams and
mindgames are messing with the little
sanity I’ve fought hard to keep intact.

with trembling, unsteady hands clutched
tight to my aching chest, my toes inch
closer towards the crumbling edge
of the milky white concrete,
wiggling as they move just
past the point where I can
no longer grip on for safety.

I tilt forward further, further,
rocking on the balls of my feet,
hoping to catch a glimpse of you
and your regal beauty. if I fall now
and give into my temptations
and fall through the cracks,
would anyone catch me?

would you catch me?
one foot hovers into the abyss,
and then the other as I tip forward,
my blue nail polish matching
the darkened palette of blues
and other hues below me.
please, catch me.

I fall, falling hard and fast
past the bullish beast,
past a shooting star,
past another, and another,
until my back collapsed against
the ground of a moon, creating
a small crater of shelter around me.

you didn’t catch me, but I’m already
here, so I’ll wait, wait to see
if you’ll come like I wanted, hoped,
prayed. moving into a standing
position, I turn my head to look
at the unfathomable amount
of stars, and spirals, and space.

moody blues and moldy grays
bleed into the night,
threatening to drip drip drip
onto my hair and make
a constellation of freckles
across my nose as I stare
up at the darkened sky.

you won’t come and find me.
and honestly, maybe that’s okay.
maybe you’ve had a bad day too.
maybe the crown is holding
you down, too much for one
person to handle. or maybe,
you just didn’t care, too busy
staring at your own reflection
to see me waving the white flag.


TIME: 31 January 2022 → 12:02pm-1:02pm
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Madeline Gruenler:

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Evan Dickerson:

[Audio file to come!]

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Trinity Van Gaasbeek:



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Joy Nowak: 

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Emily Seeba:
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Emily Adamson:

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Grace Ulibarri:
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Leticia Torres:
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India Long:

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Aspen Haw:


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