Yesterday, I had coffee with Sam and Jaleh after our Italian final. Final Saxby’s.
I’ve completed three years of undergraduate college. It’s a scary thing. Luckily, I feel as though I have grown the most in this past year, my junior year at Temple University.
I started the year off fully immersed in the Photojournalism major track and mindset. But a rude awakening came on a few fateful days of unsuccessful shooting. It just wasn’t for me. I’m not that into finding out about people, places, and things that are currently around me.
In my freshman year, I took a gen ed (actually, I took 10 gen eds that year) on art history. I loved it. As I moved onto studio art classes at Tyler, thinking I wanted a BFA in photography, I had to take more art history classes. Upon realizing that was not the right track for me and switching to photojournalism, I still kept my interest in Art History with intentions to minor in it.
But once I was all out of major, I stuck with what I knew and what I was good at. Let’s hope I really am good at Art History.
These are highlights of my best year gone by.
On January 27, 2011, it snowed incredibly hard and Temple still had class.
My birthday party was the best (and pretty much only) party I went to all year, and these guys did a great job at crashing it!
Lari is my masterpiece. I painted vines on her for Halloween for her Posion Ivy costume.
Walbert and I re-re-reenacting the “Family Portrait.” It has been reduced to two.
My junkyard on 16th and Montgomery, loved shooting here.
Winter Break with the two lovely ladies I hadn’t seen in a while!
Compliments – wearing red to Sunia’s St. Patrick’s day party.
A drive down Rt. 11 is one of my favorite things to do back home. The highlight of my Spring Break was taking this journey with Sidney.
In January 2011, I planted my herbies. They sat in my window, facing another building, getting a few hours of sunlight a day.
March 18, 2011, a more appropriate date to be on Beury Beach.
This is my last day of junior year. Same outfit as the first, but completely different life.
A picnic at Squirrel Lounge, behind Beury Beach, May 11, 2011.
My semester as a photo lab monitor, good money, but wrong major.
My favorite ladies, and Sterling, too. Party at Sterling’s in March 2011.
Random cupcakes on a Sunday afternoon.
This is what our garbage can looked like most days. Cupcakes cupcakes cupcakes.
So happy I made a friend who loves cupcakes as much as I do – Jaleh and I in Philly Cupcake after St. Patrick’s day.
By May, my herbies were ready to be harvested and made into a dinner of Kyle’s!
Press passes and free tickets to Of Monteal and Janelle Monae, pretty legit.
My Frozen Yogurt kick – started by assignments for the Temple News, perhaps one of the better things to come of my photojournalism past.
Cookies and Conversation for Kathleen’s December birthday.
We finally caught a sunset at the Pine Hill Vista on November 13, 2010.
Sidney came to Temple one day, and I happened to be in the neighborhood, so we did lunch!
Muffin Slabs occurred on occasion with Andrew after (or during) Lindsay and I had our Age of Augustus class.
MVP Baller of the Year cupcake night, January 20, 2011.
Ally’s 21st birthday and Betsey Johnson cupcake night, March 29, 2011.
I fully appreciate the countless afternoons I had off, to sit in Sterling’s living room and watch him blow hookah smoke rings.
Cupcakes from the cart outside the Met with Lindsay, April 2, 2011.
Making it happen on Brittany’s birthday at Rim Cafe, February 12, 2011.
The best favor I could have done myself was purchase film in bulk, and shoot like it was free.
Darkk & Sexxyy cupcake night, December 14, 2010.
Brittany’s disastrous “jumbo” black and gold birthday cupcakes. Cosmo ate 12.
Aunt Nel backed into my car, December 2010.
One of the most beautiful sunsets I’ve been fortunate to see in the city, after an evening of shoe shopping with Ally.
My visit to Jaleh’s house (and her sunroom!) in Maryland, late April, 2011. We got square cupcakes.
February 18, 2011, the temperatures were nice enough to sit on Beury Beach after class, but not warm enough to melt all the snow.
The thing with words on Walnut street. I spent a few cold evenings photoging this strange thing.
I met Ally in Fall ’10 in a High Renaissance class, a great friend and omen that perhaps Italian art is where I’m meant to study. She made cupcakes for me on my birthday!
Sterling introduced me to Rim Cafe on my birthday (when I paid for both of us, and he still owes me…), and without him I could never MAKE IT HAPPEN!
I tend to be my own mom and take a first day of school photo. This was my first day of junior year, headed to two classes I would drop in a major I would change.