The first few weeks of life studying in Ireland
have been pretty spectacular. As a class, we’ve been traveling all over getting
to know the countryside, as well as the bigger cities like Galway and Dublin.
On top of getting to know the landscape, I’ve been digging into some pretty fun
projects.
My most recent project was for my Mixed Media
class. We were instructed to take a journey and make a work based on that
experience. While visiting the home of another student in Connemara, we took a
boat ride out to little island that contained the ruins of an old monetary. The island was lovely, but it was the boat ride that resonated with me and informed
the work to follow.
While on the lake, I felt at home. I felt a
strong nostalgia for the countless days I spent out on the lake growing up—for
simple grace to Michigan summers. My
life is marked with transience, but the memory of home keeps me afloat. The
rowboat is a symbol of my childhood, and is furthermore a metaphor for my
personal identity as I navigate the sea of adulthood in the photo series,
Adrift.
Below are several images from the series:
