I feel super self-conscious without my glasses. I don’t like doing a regular smile because my eyes get super squinty and basically disappear. So, I noticed myself doing a more “excited” smile in pictures because my glasses were not there to hide the squinty-ness.
Every semester I tell myself that I am going to be more organized, so my embarrassing object is my folder that contains basically every paper I have gotten since the beginning of the semester. I hate looking at it because it is a reminder that my life is not as together as I would like, but at least it is all in one place.
We are constantly going in and out of rooms, but rarely do we take the time to reflect on what each room means to us. This is the doorway between the hallway and my dorm room. My room is a sort of haven for me. A place of peace amidst the chaos that is Vanderbilt. While the flooring may change from carpet to hardwood, what really changes when I cross the threshold is my attitude.
For my art assignment, I took words from email correspondence that I had with my birth mother before we stopped talking to each other and formed them in the shape of a cursor. These are all her words, and they represent the manipulation that was present in that relationship. This was an emotional assignment for me as it brought back some of the hurt that was there and reminded me that the last time she tried to contact me in any way was in 2014.