The 50+ photography students gathered on Thursday to wrap up the semester, and they surprised me with an award!
We organized and ran Art Walk last night, which was also incredibly fun and successful.
Some of my work on display:
Rose‘s pieces were among my favorites of the entire event.
Then, the afterparty. It was a celebration of the photo community & the work that all of us have put in this semester; I’m so glad I ignored my hermit-like nature and went.
The four of us in this picture have been together since the very beginning. Everything I’ve learned in photo, I’ve learned with them. Two of them are going away next semester, after which I’ll be graduating. Sam is going away the semester afterwards and graduating after then, too. This entire week has been both celebratory and bittersweet in that it’s the end of a really fucking glorious ride.








I ain’t going away. I still got three fucking semesters in this hole. That said, I love the picture and I love the three of you crazy geisha punk gals. Fuck, I still can’t believe I missed the after party. Fuck.
This makes me so happy and so sad simultaneously.