Making Art: But Is It Waste?

Photo by Christopher Campbell Not long ago, I completed Design Discovery, an intensive architecture summer program at the Harvard Graduate School of Design. On the last day, after commencement, a friend took a video of me merrily destroying a bag full of massing models. It wasn't a cute little tote bag either -- I had … Continue reading Making Art: But Is It Waste?

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I’m Becoming a Minimalist!

Photo by Jackson Douglas Living well. What does that mean to you? Does it fit a particular aesthetic, income level, or location? Does a good life involve a change in mindset? If so, is it hard to do? Just like every other consumer in America, I've bought into the promise that better life is just a … Continue reading I’m Becoming a Minimalist!

Guest Post: “A Note For My Eight-Year-Old Self,” by Sun Requiem

I am grateful to be featured on the blog of my dear friend and sister in Christ.

We Wander Through writes some great content — it’s always timely — so be sure to check the rest of her stuff out!

Don’t miss her guest post on Sun Requiem: A Letter To My Eight-Year-Old Self

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A Note For My 8 Year Old Self

Oh, Gloria. You often wonder who you will be in a dozen years. (A lifetime and a half away.) Well, it’s me, and our twentieth birthday is just around the corner. You may not believe it, but I can, because I have watched the girl before me fight for each year in the life ahead of her.

I want you to know some things before you start growing up.

Although you may come last in every race you run and swim, you are far stronger than the world will ever let you know. Even though you shake and stutter when you speak, you are brave for even trying. That’s because ability doesn’t always reveal strength and courage: they are characteristics of your heart, just like curiosity and kindness. Likewise…

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Guest Post: “A Letter To My Eight-Year-Old Self,” by We Wander Through

Dear Eight-Year-Old Me, Come here, love. I want to hug you. I want to tell you some things about yourself that you don’t know yet. You see, I know the thoughts you keep to yourself. They are all the things you hate about yourself. The roundness of your face. The smallness of your eyes and … Continue reading Guest Post: “A Letter To My Eight-Year-Old Self,” by We Wander Through