During class, I had gone up to present a design of mine. My teacher asked, “Gia! Do you like this design?” My response was, “Well, compared to my last one, yeah.” I proceeded to make an exaggerated frown at the mention of my last design. Afterward, it was brought to my attention that this was…

My thumb is currently burning because, well, I burned it. I tried lighting a scented candle and I burned the nail of my thumb. You wouldn’t think the pain would last this long, and yet here it is. I even filed it down, but there still seems to be a low simmering slithering through my…

A gloomy Friday the 13th loomed over my head as much as the longing to go back to the Neue Galerie. It had been months since my first visit to the Woman In Gold. From the moment I walked into the room, I fell in love with her. I didn’t think I could find more…

Over this weekend, I realized the important of letters. The art of writing letters is a vastly wonderful thing. It became evident to me that it’s also a way of obtaining closure. To me, closure is utterly vital. I often attempt to live with a gaping hole inside of me, but it’s like walking with…

On 191st street in Manhattan, there is a tunnel of graffiti connected to the subway after exiting the turnstiles. I had never heard of this specific tunnel before, but I’m always open to exploring. Last weekend, a friend visiting from New Jersey came home to have a good time. So after two hours of being…