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a thank you to our friends, families, and all the people who contributed and helped us these past weeks






oming into senior projects, expectations of both the work and the resulting product were, honestly, unknown. Apart from a quickly typed up daily schedule, experiences with the LC Fashion Club, and a 30-day free trial for both inDesign and Photoshop (thank you, Adobe gods, for that gift), what was in store for us these past two weeks was far from anything we could have predicted or expected. Crazy, stressful, thought and time consuming, and amazing, working on this project, which quickly became our sole-devotion, fast-forwarded us through the world and life of publishing, a sped-up evolution of the birth, creation, and end product of a magazine. We chose a literary, general interest topic for two reasons: 1. for the incredible vagueness of it all (a permanent excuse when we had no idea what we were actually doing), and 2. for, in the same vein, the ability to create whatever we wanted, whatever came naturally as we typed for days and nights in the RAC and at home. What resulted stems from us entirely—articles on fanny pack festival advice, Pizza Pizzazz birthday parties, and rape culture on television all found their home, strangely yet perfectly intermingled and intertwined. The ability to appeal to the mass population through subjects as varying as book reviews to tales of long-lost romance allowed us to explore culture, the world, ourselves. If you are curious at the reasoning behind our title, or find yourself simply confused, DÉCALÉ is a french word, translating to offbeat, eclectic, different. Our vision is offbeat, our magazine is not one of fashion, art, television, media, or essays, it is a taste of everything, and a peek through our eyes and what they see of the world around them. Examine, dissect, probe the pages of our work—we thoroughly encourage it. What fun is the world without a little judgment? Take what


you will, read what you do not know, explore a new medium or interest or idea that these pages give to you, let yourself grow and learn from the beautifully, intricately placed letters that abound these pieces of paper. Injecting a spectrum of interviews, photo-shoots, cultural criticisms, and essays gave us the opportunity to inspect everything our world offers,

and we hope you take the same opportunities through these carefully curated 40-some-odd pages as we did. Enjoy, talk to us, talk to each other, think. If two weeks taught us anything in the end, besides the glories of afternoons spent at Whole Foods and the pains of transcribing thirty minute interviews from audio recording to paper, it is to think.




5 RUNWAY: A select crop of trends—typography, embellishment, and visual art—and pickings to wear from the runway to the streets.

8 La Grande Bellezza takes us into both the mind and life of a fading Italian playboy searching for meaning.

9 QUICK BITES: Snacks & treats for a spring occasion or a slow afternoon.

26 DÉCALÉ watches, reads, and hears everything you need to know in media.


and a projector set the scene for our trippy , artistic shoot with JUWON JUN 21 FESTIVALS: The ultimate, and necessary, guide and friend for surviving and thriving any festival scene.

31 Bushnell Park and Hartford serve as back-

drop to our high=low shoot, a mix of pretty and glamor with city and grit (shown left).

WHEN 20 We take a trip to Pizza Pizzazz in the era of

*NSYNC and the early aughts, as a birthday boy contemplates omniscience and DNA.

25 A FINE ROMANCE: A reflection on strug-

gling bands, unkempt beards, violins, and an epic romance not meant to be.

WHO 11 FLOWER CHILD: Whole Foods, chia pets,

MISCELLANEOUS 39 We ponder the question: is television’s widespread use of abuse as a throwaway side plot normalizing rape?

and Legally Blonde 2 find their way into conversation with senior LAURA PADDOCK.


CAMERON NELSON discusses the science

quiz team, arctic adventures, and appreciating the sound of snowflakes.

41 DÉCALÉ breaks apart the chic, the gauche, the incroyable, and the horrible in a handy go-to graph to let you know where everything falls.

27 Senior Project evolution with TORY PETER-

42 A loving ode to pay phones, and a contemplation of the

38 GOLDEN BOY: During a chat in the Chapel,

deteriorating state of the English language in social media.

SON & HARK KANWAL, KAREN CHA & JUWON JUN, and LILY ZHANG (cover and back cover).

MICHAEL CARTER talks 3am wake-ups, the

struggling state of the Log, and senior plans.


MaisonMartin Margiela



Dolce and Gabbana

Tom Ford

COUTURE DIY by Quinn Schoen


etallic, shiny, and crystal-coated, jewels embellish the runways this season: a bedazzled, do-it-yourself flair with a high fashion finish. Dolce and Gabbana dazzles with their gold-laced mosaics, while Tom Ford’s near intergalactic, futuristic silhouettes glimmer with an armor of silver tiles. Adding a bit of whimsy and playfulness, the jeweled collections exude a youthful, decadent sense of wonder, sparkling under every passing light. Prominent, yet sparsely applied, throughout the Prada collection, the chunky, mismatched stones trail from the core pieces to the accessories, whether it be a lightly adorned dress to an over-the-top, but in the most perfect sense, emerald green clutch. The sense that some of the jewels appear strewn on


with liveliness and casualty allow a beautiful, cheeky aura, as the Kotur clutch clockwise from top: and leather prada, marni, kotur Marni sandals imply. Bedazzling, however, is taken a tad more seriously through both the Maison Martin Margiela and the Marni collections—each piece architecturally applied with precision and purpose. The curve of the stones, the reflections of the light, and the mosaic together all painstakingly perfect. Sparkling, dazzling

even, the looks shimmer on the streets and the runway, a do it at home concept with a heavy dose of style and sophistication.



Jeremy Scott




P clockwise from top: olympia letan, filles à papa, boyy

ictures say a thousand words, but sometimes the clothes in them add a few, too. Typography, whether it be by brand, cause, or random phrasing, flood the runway this season, with designers, and their clothes, sending both visual and literal messages down the runway. Whether it be along the line of Vivienne Westwood’s ‘Climate Revolution!’ collection, Jeremy Scott’s nonchalant, screw you attitude, or a random scattering of words (looking at you, Kenzo), words on the runway add life, style, and playfulness to the clothes that display them. Olymia Le-Tan’s now omnipresent clutches, each displaying a classic novel or literary

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icon, add a bit of brains, or just a quirky, offbeat, eccentric touch. If a cold, chic, too-cool-for-you aura is what appeals, DKNY’s latest collection, with shapes, forms, and lines that reminisce to their late 90s, early aughts era of domination, will blend perfectly into your wardrobe, featuring rhetoric with a kick. Whether it be to make a statement, or just say anything at all, the presence of words emits a tone of modernity, youth, edge. The perfect kick to give your outfit a bit more punch, and grab a few more eyes as you walk down the block, typography often times gives clothing meaning, a bright, loud voice from the streets to the runways. People say that actions speak louder than words—shopping is an action, right?


JC de Castelbajac


Jil Sander


Antonia Marras





rt, in modern society, is as versatile as a piece of clothing—it cannot be confined in singularity, and its appearance can find new, unexpected forms, new life, even. This season, scattering the runways from Paris to New York, collections push the boundaries of art and fashion, blending them and mashing them into coherent, beautiful, stunning visual masterpieces. Prada’s line, garnering both critical adoration, boldly plasters art deco, 60s inspired images onto each look, finding rhythm in the mod silhouettes to match the striking designs.

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Where some, like Antonio Marras, take the trend more literally, featuring dresses with a sketchbook-esque fabric, some take a more contemporary, abstract point of view. Céline’s strong, bold, striking patterns resemble wild brush strokes—harsh yet gorgeous. Jil Sander voyages into a realm between Jackson Pollock, Ali Smith, and Picasso, with sharp, chaotic shapes with raw, bright tones. Dolce and Gabbana, in their recent collections, ventures into religious tones of work. Crafting mosaics of biblical women and Saints in their line, the pieces double as a beautiful cohabitation—an op-

ening gallery exhibit and a runway show in one. Allowing the worlds of canvas and fashion to merge and coexist, wearing clothing extends past just fabric and cloth on skin, transcending the two into wearable art. Clothing has always tiptoed the line of art, begging the question as to what qualifies self-expressive art or as just fabric on a mannequin. Maybe, as the collections of JC de Castelbajac, Dolce and Gabbana, Prada, and Jil Sander all display in their spring collections, fashion isn’t any of those. Neither art nor fabric nor patterns, instead a canvas, left blank until it is explored.

La Grande Bellezza


A film of lost youth, empty wealth, and one man’s search for meaning by Natalia Gutiérrez

Our journey is entirely imaginary. That is its strength. It goes from life to death. People, animals, cities, things, all are imagined. It’s a novel, just a fictitious narrative. Littr [1] says so, and he’s never wrong. And besides, in the first place, anyone can do as much. You just have to close your eyes. It’s on the other side of life. — Céline, Journey to the End of the Night


igarette clasped between his age stained teeth, Jep Gambardella, played by Toni Servillo in Paolo Sorrentino’s Oscar-winning La Grande Bellezza (The Great Beauty), stands alone in the midst of a raucous crowd, surrounded by people yet eternally lonely on the eve of his 65th birthday. Jep, a charmer, and often times a player, is a one hit wonder of the literary world, the writer of “The Human Apparatus,” a forty-year-old Italian literary masterpiece. Save the occasional magazine article or half-hearted freelance assignment, Jep has yet to write anything since, or know the same fulfillment in his work and life. Instead, he spends his long nights on glittering terraces swarmed with young, beautiful dancers and fresh bottles of Campari—throwing glamorous, wild parties reserved for the likes of F. Scott Fitzgerald novels and the grandiose upper echelons of society. La Grande Bellezza paints these events in both a light of wealth and complete emptiness, displaying the haunting, harrowing juxtaposition of the seduction and

soullessness in Jep’s life, the gilded existence of “The King of the High Life.” Critical of the shallowness and vanity of his world, Jep lives and breaths in his eternal hypocrisy—a self-hatred directed towards the people he surrounds himself with, who, fundamentally, live the same life as him. Jep is plagued by the desire to live in a world which he feels he is too sophisticated for, too smart for, better than. Even if his world is one of lies and exorbitance and vapidity, it is still a place to fit in, yet he cannot because of his judgements. Wandering without anywhere he feels he should, or can, belong to, he searches tirelessly for meaning in a world without it. La Grande Bellezza is the story of a man, a city, and the fundamental human craving to understand, to know. As Jep circulates from party to party and woman to woman, he begins to take stock of his life, searching for a quantifiable value for his near seven decades of existence, as flashbacks arise of his once simple life in Rome, his calm youth, and the loves that left him. Sorrentino presents these flashbacks with no explanation, but rather as Frost’s “roads not taken,” a what could have been that plagues both the viewer and Jep alike. After two hours, we are not any surer

of what Jep is looking for, or how or if he will ever truly find it. We are only sure of why he cannot have it. La Grande Bellezza is a two hour film of one man’s life-long struggle to accept what the human experience actually is: an unending, unspecific and unrealized cycle of yearning.

Winner of the 86th Academy Award ‘Best Foreign Language Film,’ a BAFTA, and a Golden Globe. Co-written and directed by Paolo Sorrentino


Fruit Salad - Pineapple, blueberry, strawberry, grape, kiwi, sliced

Iced Bhakti Chai


Quinoa Detox Salad - 1 cup quinoa - 1 green onion, diced - 1 cup red cabbage, sliced - 1/2 cup peas - 1/2 cup corn - 1/2 cup red peppers, diced

DÉCALÉ Spring Kale Salad

- 1 head of kale, chopped - 1/3 cup wheatberry - 1 cup artichoke heart - 1/4 cup carrot, shredded - 1/8 cup onion, shredded - 1 chicken breast, grilled - 2 tablespoons balsamic vinaigrette

Smashed Sweet Potatoes - 2 peeled sweet potatoes - 1/2 tablespoon honey - 1/4 cup sliced almonds


a chat with...

we talk chia pet evolution, saying no to moderation, & the stigmas against veganism with the all natural hippy of the senior class:

laura paddock


modern day flower child, Laura Paddock, with her daily organic brown-bagged lunch and bulk mason jar sales, epitomizes the all natural lifestyle she preaches. Her passions for food, self-acceptance, and thoughtful living ripple throughout our conversation, as she guides us through Whole Foods, the ups and downs of veganism, and the plot of Legally Blonde 2. I know that you’re no longer a vegan, but what would you categorize yourself as?

I’m not a vegan anymore. I first became vegan out of vanity, you know the whole idea of being vegan is not a lot of saturated fat in your diet, so I thought it would help me lose weight, and it did. But I stopped being vegan for my own mental health—my veganism started becoming restrictive. As much as I love animals, and I want to work in some sort of animal activist career, it was important for me to be able to not limit myself with what foods I ate. Now, the most non-vegan thing I eat is yoghurt or honey, but meat still grosses me out. Do you think that there is a stigma against veganism or the health food culture?


Yeah, absolutely. At school, whenever I bring my own lunch, I’ll get shit on by guys particularly. I don’t want to sound judgmental, but it’s almost as if it is a threatening thing for people. Where do you think your love of food came from?

I’ve always loved to bake, and enjoyed seeing people enjoy my baking. The first time I saw people love what I made was a cheesecake after a swim meet during sophomore year. Everybody loved it, and it kind of took off from there. There’s a lot of influence from my mom as well. I know, your mom is awesome, my mom reads your mom’s blog!

Yeah, she’s incredible.

A lot of people consider veganism unhealthy due to its lack of nutrients, even with supplements. How would you respond?

I think it absolutely is healthy, because of the low cholesterol and low saturated fat from the lifestyle. Of course you need fats, but there are healthy ways to get it from nuts, avocados, and seeds. My biggest concerns are getting vitamins B12 and D, so I have to take supplements occasionally. However, you’re getting loads of vitamins and minerals through all of the plants that you’re eating. There’s this common misconception regarding where you get protein, and whenever I’m asked it I like to respond in a sassy way, “the same place where the cow gets theirs.” I believe that the food industry has really programmed us to think that we need dairy

and meat, but that’s really not true. What are your opinions on dieting?

I am staunchly against dieting. Having gone through restrictive eating issues myself, I am a firm believer in intuitive eating. Even the word moderation turns me off. Some days you’re going to want to eat five cookies and some days none at all. I am obsessed with chocolate, I eat it everyday in some form, and I still consider myself a healthy human being. I think the biggest thing with society is learning to accept ourselves and our bodies. Can veganism be an excuse for unhealthy living?

Yes. It was for me. As I said before, it’s a restrictive diet in some ways. It is in the way that if you go out with friends, you can’t really eat at a restaurant with them. It can be an excuse, but it can also be a way to demonstrate advocacy and generate awareness about the really horrible things that the animal industry has not brought to light. If you go online and watch the movies “Earthlings” and “Food Inc.,” you can really see what goes on. Like in the inspirational Legally Blonde 2: Red, White & Blonde, when they exposed dog testing in the cosmetics industry.

With the Chihuahua! What do you think about juice cleanses?

I’ve never done one.


Yeah, I think personally for me it would be a really bad idea. Our bodies are always made to eat food, so I think that there are natural ways for people to cleanse their systems without going on a liquid diet. I think that juices are great, but I think that we need actual food, too.


through veganism. I don’t condone the holier-than-thou vegans, and I don’t believe in ascribing labels to what you eat. I used to say when I was vegan that I could eat meat, but I

What do you think is an overhyped food fad?

I love kale and quinoa too much to say that they are. Maybe chia seed pudding or fro-yo? I still think it’s so weird how chia came about after the whole chia pet craze. That chia pet connection is honestly mind-blowing.

Cha-cha-cha chia! Do you think that veganism can lead people into a holier-than-thou kind of attitude?

Well certainly one of the reasons I became vegan was the unique factor, especially at a school like Loomis where veganism is so rare. I think that only 1 to 3 percent of the world is vegan. I think that plays a huge factor in being unique, and being an individual

just don’t want to, and I think that is the thing to keep in mind when you adopt a vegan or vegetarian lifestyle. Do you think that food has been a defining aspect of your life, especially with veganism being so all-encompassing in life?

As someone recovering from an eating disorder, food has been a huge factor for me the past two years. But I don’t want it to be a defining factor of my life; I don’t want it to be a defining part of my identity. I want to care about what I put in my mouth, and treating my body in a good and positive way, but I don’t want food to be who I am.





Photographer: Natalia GutiĂŠrrez, Stylist: Quinn Schoen, Model: Juwon Jun


Opposite & Current: Top: H&M Conscious Collection, Jeans: Topshop, Shoes: Free People





Previous & Current: Top: H&M Conscious Collection, Jeans: Topshop, Shoes: Free People




Current: Top: Zara Basics, Jeans: Uniqlo, Shoes: Birkenstock


DÉCALÉ reflections on youth

A Round of Whac-a-Mole by Quinn Schoen


feel confident in saying that I hit the peak of my happiness on a crisp spring day in the first grade. With a scratchy ‘N Sync CD playing, grease-drenched garlic knots intoxicating the air, and a crunchies-filled Carvel ice cream cake missing the second ‘n’ in my name, the mood was set. That glorious mood was of my birthday party at Pizza Pizzazz, a glimmering, sparkling beacon of my childhood. In retrospect, the fact that the town council forcibly shut down Pizza Pizzazz only a year after my party due to health and safety issues dampens the sense of wonder it holds in my heart, but you win some and lose some. Covered in so many freckles that they gave the illusion of a blotchy tan, gap and slightly buck-toothed, and sporting the ever-trendy bowl cut, I sat waiting, ignoring my fellow classmates huddled around the video games and pinball machines in their vain pursuit of an overstuffed toy dog or a glow-in-the-dark yoyo. Arriving in a fog of smoke, chemicals, and wonder, he appeared— my magician.

At that point in my seven years

of existence, few things both confused and amazed me, but something about revealing the Jack of Hearts I had chosen mere seconds before still rattled me to my core with awe. I never wanted to know how he split a woman, wearing too much makeup and too little dress, into two, or how a plump rabbit found itself dragged by its ears out of the black hole of the magician’s cap— it just happened, and knowing that it did was enough. How, decades after the magic of a card-trick fades, will understanding everything ever leave us as naïvely blissful as watching a man in a tuxedo wave around a wand and make something beautiful? The Sisyphean search for complete wisdom and power: what does it leave us with? A chain of guanine and adenine and thymine molecules in a microscopic strand of DNA? I applaud the discovery of DNA, but not its symbol as yet another milestone in our quest for omniscience; what happened to blissful ignorance, to mystery? I would be more than blissfully ignorant, an idiot, really, to deny the immense medical benefits of understanding the

mind-boggling complexities of DNA, something so critical in the search for a cure against an abundance of diseases and disorders. I find less opposition with the actual mapping of the DNA strand than with the concept of the never-ending search for discovery itself that fueled it. Yes, the discovery means health benefits for generations to come, but the truth remains that we simply just want to know more, and what we know now can never fulfill us. Winning a handful of golden plastic coins from a prolific round of Whac-a-mole may be nice, sure, enough to purchase a shiny slinky maybe, but doesn’t the Spiderman watch on the illustrious, coveted top shelf look so much shinier? We desperately convince ourselves that gaining a few more coins or making a few more discoveries regarding nucleic acid will pull us closer to that watch, to the satisfaction of complete control and omniscience in a world that lacks both. People need to accept that some things will always be a mystery, with a veil of fog or an abracadabra hiding the truth. If you asked me to tell you the meaning of life or if organisms existed off of Earth or how a DNA strand can cause Alzheimer’s, I would tell you point blank that I have barely a clue. Does it leave me tossing and turning at night? Not especially. I live my life in a haze— a haze where a man can levitate an inch off the ground or momentarily hide a girl then find her again in an Aztec mystery box and I don’t question it. I wouldn’t categorize it as ignorance, but instead as an acceptance that things in life happen and I will never know why. Mapping DNA, an achievement surely recognized as a scientific milestone, will lose its glimmer as the next hunt begins to solve something even greater. While others quarrel and clamor and desperately fight to answer that next great question in pursuit of God-like wisdom, to win that next round of Whac-a-mole, I’ll be sitting here, gawking and smiling as a man pulls a bouquet out from his sleeve.



The quintessential guide to all things fanny pack, port-a-potty, and (possibly) laced with bleach by Quinn Schoen

Picture this: you’re standing in the middle of an trampled, trodden field. To your left, a man of an unidentifiable age (with that beard he could be 35 or 18—unclear) in jorts and abused birkenstocks beckons you towards a kumbaya hippy circle fueled by copious amounts of LSD. To your right, a stampede of neon tank-topped frat bros swarm with koozies, solo cups, and, from what you can smell, a bulk stock of Old Spice. Calling you, you look ahead and see it, a glorious beacon of hope: the stage. No wasted 15-year-old, burnt out stoner, or alpha-phi-delta bro will get in your way of getting to the front, and staying there. Surviving a festival is a feat, but you payed $80 bucks, you came to see the one headliner you know, and you will not back down. Embrace it, live it—our Festival Guide.

A How To Guide To

Pimp Your fanny pack 1

Water. Water. Water. More water. There are few things worse than realizing you are going to pass out if you cannot imbibe in the near future. Don’t be that person that has to push his way out of the crowd, then desperately fail to try to get back to the front. Just don’t.


Sunblock and sunglasses. Because melanoma.

3 Fanny Pack-sized food. Festival food is overpriced, and the rent is already too damn high. I ain’t buying what you’re selling, $7 artisanal hot dog stand. Also, similarly to water, losing your place is awful, so bring some granola or something, maybe even go wild and bring M&Ms. You do you.

Fanny Pack. Do it. You know you want its beautiful versatility and essence of the early 2000s. The ease and sophistication of a handbag with no hands required? Yes, please.



OTHER PEOPLE. Unlike what Jason Derulo may tell you, this is not a time to be Ridin’ Solo. You need someone to be a simultaneous body guard, mother, doctor, hair-holder, and wingman for the entire day, and being that for someone else can give you purpose.


Two Moms American Apparel

In The Raw

The Organic Pharmacy



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A How To Guide To:

Typical Festival Conversation

“Have you heard of...”

Just nod along, smile, and leave. Maybe make up your own obscurely named band just to fuck with them, like The Somber Walruses or The Space Popes. “Do you want a sip/smoke/hit...”

Hold up girl. You do not know what is in that. Sure, it could be a fun time, or it could be laced with bleach. Think about it. “Can you save my spot?”

Did you mistake this mosh pit for a line at Barnes & Nobles? Sorry, kiddo, not today.

top to bottom: cutler and gross kenzo in god we trust venessa arizaga frame

“My friends are up closer, I just have to move ahead to get to them” In the immortal words of Cher Horowitz, as if.


This isn’t an object but GO TO THE BATHROOM BEFORE OR AT THE IMMEDIATE BEGINNING. Don’t save it until it is almost midnight and the good performance is just about to happen and you miss it because you’re waiting in line due to the fact that half of the port-a-potties are broken and the rest are filled with vomiting high-schoolers.

6 Very comfortable non-sandal shoes. Yes, sandals/mandals are chic, but after 8 hours, when your feet are covered in dirt and other unidentifiable substances, swollen and red from being trampled on, and the sandals are falling apart, you will regret not throwing on some New


Lighter. Wave that shit in the air, yo.


Visor or some form of headwear. Let’s get real here—it is going to be so hot a bit of self-created shade will sound unreal. You already have the fanny pack, so let’s make this a whole throwback moment and stuff a visor in if you ever need it (and you will). Extra points if the visor is metallic.

A friendly attitude! Just kidding. Festivals are a war zone and you can’t trust anybody (maybe not even your friends [just kidding?]). Get ready to push and shove to get where you want and stay where you want. This whole thing is a game and you are playing it and you will win it.


Balances. #normcore

Port-a-Potty. Enjoy First Day of Coachella New Balances Fleet Ilya



a chat with...

we talk freezing in Canada, the sound of falling snow, and science quiz team rivalries with the renaissance man of the senior class:


Cameron Nelson

bstract composer, physics aficionado, and intellectual, Cameron Nelson introduces us to the products and journeys of his slide-less senior Spring. We chat all things science, soundscape, and snowflakes as he conveys the stunning beauty of nature, the intense rivlaries of the science quiz team, and troublesome batteries in the chill of Churchill, Canada. What have you been up to this spring?

Me? Well probably my biggest project has been my Gilchrist Environmental Fellowship. I went, in the spring, to Churchill Manitoba on the Arctic Program and part of my way to bring back what I learned there was through music, so I ran a workshop on environmental soundscape composition on Earth Day. I also composed a quartet piece that you heard at our convocation called “Churchill.” Actually, that’s hopefully going to be performed again at my upcoming recital. Can you explain what environmental soundscaping composition is?

Environmental soundscape composition is the idea of capturing the sounds around us and transforming them into music. I went to Manitoba with an audio recorder and built my own wind screen for it, actually using materials from Michaels. I was trying to record natural sounds, which


I later interpret and enhance using software, so they may even not sound like something recognizable anymore. Or you can just leave the sounds as they are and have a continuous atmosphere of nature. The possibilities are endless. It shares a lot of ideas from musique concrete, which is the umbrella for that sort of music. I went to one of your amazing concerts 2 years ago. How long have you been composing?

In elementary school I wrote some little ditties for the piano, but that was kind of silly now looking back on it. After that, a few years later when I discovered garage band, which I think is the way a lot of people come across tools for making music, I started to play around with pieces and chords. That was in the fifth grade, and at the time my first few pieces were completely pre-made loops. Software was what really facilitated my passion for independent


composition and creation.

did really well.

tation soon.

That’s incredible. Are you currently working on an album?

We have a science quiz team?!

What is the most interesting sound you’ve captured in your entire musical career?

I don’t know yet. I do have several pieces that are included in the sampler, but it’s not album length yet. Who knows, if it fleshes itself out it could be an album or I may just keep making more. I do have new pieces that I haven’t really performed that I am incredibly excited to eventually display. In your presentation, I remember that it was a marriage of photography and music. Do you think one medium is an inspiration, or catalyst, for the other?

The two, visual and sound, are intertwined undoubtedly throughout my work—as the sounds of nature, especially, they fall hand in hand. I think that, during that presentation, I felt the music deserved a visual setting, both to add beauty and interest for the audience—keeping high school students entertained requires a bit of extra work at times. I know you’re also heavily involved in science at LC. You’re kind of the jack of all trades of the senior class. Have you been doing anything exciting in that realm?

Well I actually recently decided to major in Physics next year. I’ve always been really fascinated by science in general, but physics in particular. This year the science quiz team

Yeah! It is an awesome team, I was president this year. We had a really good time, learned a lot, and did really well in competition. We actually beat one of our old rivals, Old Lyme. Do you have any other interests that you have been following this year? What about your Gilchrist Fellowship, how did that begin?

To be honest, I just really wanted to go on the trip to the Artic. That was a one of a kind opportunity. I needed some help to finance my voyage, so I turned to the Fellowship, as some others have done in similar situations. I was able to fund a large part of my travel there. This has been my way of giving back, through my music. What were some of the challenges you faced in Manatoba?

Musically speaking, it is definitely a technical challenge to record anything in that environment, with the absurd temperatures. It is usually between negative 30 and negative 50 with wind chills, so batteries run down very quickly. I had to keep electronics tucked away beneath my shirt and warm them with my body heat. Taking anything out required bare hands, and a lot of redness and numbness. Nevertheless, I was able to record a bunch of interesting sounds, which I’m still hoping to use for a piece or a presen-

Wow, that is difficult. That is a challenge. Any simple ones that were especially beautiful?

I love listening to sounds you do not usually notice, like the humming of telephone wires. It is so subtle. There is something nice about noticing it. I like the sound of snow fall, too. It’s a hush, with a quality of reverb because of the way snow dampens. You’ll notice it after it freshly snows. How do you capture something? Do you usually just stand in a meditation-esque way, or is it a quick stop?

It takes a lot of patience, The same with while shooting any types of video of the soundscaping. You have to pay attention, but make sure not to push anything or expect to much. You just have to let the subject play itself out on its own time. Do you plan to pursue this in college?

It is definitely something I want to do, and something I would love to get better at. I hope I get chances to learn more throughout the next four years, and I will make sure to seek them out. The whole thing is so powerful, just finding the beauty in everything we overlook so constantly.

It is all about exploring.


romance in the modern age

I Dated A Violinist Once by Natalia Gutiérrez The rest of his words float through one of your ears and out the other, like a line of music notes. You cannot believe that he paid $57,000 a year to play in a dump that does not have napkins. He snatches off his frumpy hat and smoothes the beard that you actually love, though never tell him, when you say that you are a business executive, who graduated from Princeton. You finally grasp that his profile tricked you. When it comes to marriage, he will never be ripe for the picking, unless you plan to have an unsuccessful quartet practicing in your den. That night, he walks you to your door. He stands with you on the stone stoop of your apartment to wish you good night. You gaze into the big doe-eyed pupils of the artist and let him inside. He stays that night. You wake up to the loose-seamed shirt on your floor and instantly fill with regret, but then you hear the sonorous Dragon.” You have never seen pink coffee, symphony coming from your living room. so you order the chai tea instead. He pulls You peek into the room to find him swoonou expect a proper gentleman with out two crumbled dollar bill from the depth ing over the wooden instrument, stroking sleeked back hair, a muscular build, and a of his blue jean pocket. The cash register the bow’s light strands of hair across the thin well-fitted blazer; he presents you with a reads three eighteen in red digital letters. wire strings. When he catches your wanyoung boy with thick, dirty locks of black He scrambles through his old leather wallet, dering eyes, he tells hair, a long neck like an upright bass, and searching for one more He snatches off his frumpy you that he dedicates slender, size eleven duct tape-decorated dollar bill. To spare the black Converse sneakers. He has taken you embarrassment, you snag a hat and smoothes the beard that song to you, that he wrote it a minute to a café where his contemporary string dollar from your velvet coin that you actually love, ago, that it isn’t quite quartet once played. Smudges of mud and purse and hope to leave the though you never tell him finished yet. You realfood ate away the corners of the dingy gray counter as soon as possible. ize that, below the patched up hat, his mind tile floor. Your eyes dart to your suede Prada The cashier hands you the white explodes with creativity. His talent cannot be shoes sheltering your feet; you worry that paper cup of steamy tea. Moving frantically, labeled by a pay check. You feel guilty from they are not safe here. you spill a bit on your hand as you swish the the way you scoffed at his college major or You station yourselves in line tea against the rim of the cup. The liquid the way you snarled at his band logo. You fall behind a man wearing a torn, Rolling Stones burns and you let out a shriek. You request a in love with his music. t-shirt. You now find napkin from the waitress. Your eyes dart to your You never go out with him again, yourself thanking She hesitates, then tells you but when you think of him, you think of him suede Prada shoes the fact that your that there are none – infondly. When your girlfriends sit at their date wore a button stead, she gives you a paper sheltering your feet; you kitchen counters and drink green apple down – though a towel from the kitchen martinis and chilled cupcake wine, they talk worry that they are not safe rip traces along the sink. about the ones that were left behind: the seam. Finally, you here The two of you sit on painters, the poets, the bad boys, and the crereach the repurposed mix matched fabric chairs ative minds. When they question whether wood counter. The cashier looks you up and at a blue plastic table. You ask him about his you ever had an artist, you take a sip of your down and then raises her pierced eyebrow career. He informs you that he graduated glass of Merlot and respond “I went out with in disbelief. Your date excitedly from Julliard’s with a bachelors in music. a violinist once.” suggests you order the “Pink




New and Noteworthy a guide to sounding cool in media small talk by Quinn Schoen

publishing The Love Affairs of Nathaniel P., Adelle Waldman

What Would Lynne Tillman Do?, Lynne Tillman


television Broad City, Season 1

Not new, yet too amazing not to mention, The Love Affairs of Nathaniel P. follows a smart, young Brooklyn author through the trials, tribulations, self-aware misogyny, and heartache (or lack thereof) of his relationships, and the women he uses, abandons, and tries to love. The brilliance is Waldman’s ability to write the moments of pure asshole-ness unflinchingly, and the reader finds it hard not to both hate and embrace the protagonist. The romance often begs the question: it is even worth it? Yet that makes the book hard to put down.

Lynne Tillman, master of prose, unveils her newest masterpiece this month, What Would Lynne Tillman Do?, a cutting, witty series of essays that inspects the culture, art, social happenings, and beliefs of our world, and push us to view our surroundings through Tillman’s brilliant, evaluating eyes. A longtime resident of New York, Tillman’s writing is as smart, fast, gritty, and genius as the city, as she dissects the world around us cunningly, humorously, and truthfully. The book makes you stop and ask: What would Lynne Tillman do?

Produced by Amy Poehler, ‘Broad City’ follows the lives of Abbi & Ilana as they both spiral and peak in love, life, one night stands, jobs, money, and New York. Basically Girls, but 1000x funnier, more absurd, and literally insane. Watch it. Now. It will change your life. Inside Amy Schumer, Season 2

In its 2nd season, ‘Inside Amy Schumer’ is Amy Schumer’s triumphantly raunchy, hilarious blend of skits, stand-up, and interviews, as she crashes Prom, drunkenly protests a wedding, gets raped via army video game, & embraces New York with all the slutty, smart, brilliant pride she has.



Nabuma Rubberband, Little Dragon

Ultraviolence, Lana Del Rey

Fire Within, Birdy

A Swedish R&B infused, electro-pop powerhouse, Little Dragon continues its reign of cool with its fourth studio album. With booming soul vocals and smooth, slick, trippy beats, Little Dragon is a band worth the listen.

Queen of hipster heartbreak, rebel without a cause mantras, and a general no-fucks given wild child, Lana Del Rey and her newest album are sure to set the mood for any angsty, teen daze-worthy afternoon.

Known stateside for her cover of Bon Iver’s ‘Skinny Love,’ the British songstress Birdy and her second album is filled with painful love and gorgeously bold, yet soft, vocals. Check out ‘All You Never Say,’ especially.


an afternoon with... we shadow 3 senior projects and peak into their evolutions



an afternoon with...

karen cha & juwon jun

How would you describe your project?

Juwon: Basically, we are exploring the world between art and writing by taking well known works by artists and poets and translating them into our own mediums. For example, Karen might choose a painting, and from the inspiration she gained from that painting write a poem. Karen: Then I would give her the poem without showing her the

original, and she would paint from my piece.

them painted by women of color is even more of a difficulty.

What has been the most challenging aspect you didn’t originally foresee?

What inspires you?

We wanted to focus on contemporary work by women of color, and when looking for art it has been difficult to find works of women by women—most female nudes are by men. Finding paintings of women painted by women is challenging, but finding

At presentation day, what do you hope to have achieved?

Karen: Juwon inspires me.

Karen: We want to display the idea of a translation between mediums, and the ability for visual art and the written word to reflect each other harmoniously.


an afternoon with...

tory peterson & hark kanwal

Tory, what have you been doing these past weeks?

Hark and I have been creating a fashion line, lookbook, and photoshoots for the line. How many pieces is the line comprised of?

As of now I have three pieces, though the line is progressing towards possibly featuring four. I sewed a grey bow top with a plaid skirt, a white Marchesa fabric striped dress (with a bit of sheer), and my third look is a wrap grey skirt and a white,


grey, and black patterned top. Do you have a plan yet for how you want them displayed? Were you thinking lookbook, runway, presentation?

I am doing a presentation with fashion shoots to accompany the looks. The shoots will help add a photo, magazine spread feel to the collection as a whole, hopefully. What is the most difficult aspect you did not anticipate when starting?

The grey fabric is awful, just the

worse thing I’ve ever worked with. The grey fabric from Hell. Is it the texture?

Yeah, when you cut a piece it rolls into a scroll—it is quite temperamental. Hark, what are you up to?

I’ve been doing a lot: photographing Tory working and as she progresses in the collection and process, I’ve been running the shoots, the advertisments, and editing all of the images for the layout and lookbook.


lily zhang

What inspired you to create this work?

Last year, Pete Gwyn gave me the idea to form a wood carving of sorts, and after brainstorming we thought of the idea of a traditional totem pole. Being from Vancouver, going home for break was all the research I really needed to do, which made the project as a whole more connected to my life. How is it coming along?

Slowly. But design wise I’m proud— it is working as I want it to. We actually chose this white pine about half a

year ago to prep, originally planning to carve during the winter, but chose to use the piece for this project, instead. Why a totem pole?

Totems represent a family or a story, with each level conveying a person or an event within. The top is a thunder bird, the middle is a killer whale, and the bottom is a bear. The thunder bird belongs to the sky, the whale to the water, and the bear to the land.

an afternoon with...

How has Pete Gywn been helping you along throughout the course of your project?

He has helped me tremendously along the way—picking out the tree, giving hands on help with carving— it has been awesome. {Pete walks by} Pete: How are you doing? It’s so sunny, it makes me sleepy Pete: You should put that in the interview.




Photographer: Natalia GutiĂŠrrez, Stylist: Quinn Schoen, Model: Laura Paddock


Opposite: Dress: Zara Basics, Shoes: New Look Current: Dress: Zara Basics


Current: Coat: Zara Basics, Top: Hanro, Jeans: Model’s own, Shoes: Christian Louboutin Opposite: Dress: LeShop by Pisceans, Shoes: Birkenstock





Top: A Fine Line, Jeans: Topshop, Shoes: New Look




Current: Coat: Zara Basics, Shirt: Hanro, Jeans: Model’s own, Shoes, Christian Louboutin



a chat with...

we talk hookup maps, loomis chaffee beauracracy, and bursting in at 3am with the golden boy of the rising senior class:


michael carter

ditor-in-Chief. Prefect. RA. Junior Class President. Centennial Committee Member. Michael Carter, listing off an incomplete list of his copious achievements (he has a list), speaks with such warm modesty for a junior accomplishing more in a year than most do in four. With Centennial around the bend (build-a-pelican included), and his latest project, an LC Survival Guide, picking up speed, we sat down in the Chapel with the junior to talk early wakeup calls, the grim state of the Log, and a how to map for hook-ups on the Island. First things first, getting straight to the hard-hitting journalism, I heard rumors of a build-a-pelican at the Centennial next year? Where are we on that?

Michael Carter: Well, there’s going to be a big football game and a half-time show, and part of that is there is going to be a carnival. And a yes to the build-a-pelican. That’s dope.

Yeah it’s going to be pretty chill. What is centennial committee doing—what does it cover?

We’ve been working since freshman spring on it. Basically what we do is we plan a lot of things for next year—we’re going to have a big centennial celebration in early September, and a lot of what we’re doing is taking what we have and making it better. What is happening with your newest commit-

ment, your LC Survival Guide?

The idea is that students should have a journal that documents what life is like at the Centennial, what students are thinking, what they are doing, what the trends are. It’s funny, I was talking to one of the trustees today about what he did in the 70s and LC sounded like an entirely different place, and having that written down for other people in the future is what inspired us. Then we thought we could do this every year, and have people writing down the things they love, the things they’ve learned, the things they’ve done, and sharing all of their experiences. Do you think that the project is more your own, or affiliated with the school?

It’s really our own, Doyle and I are leading a team of three or four people working on it. How are submissions going?

I mean, think of how things that involve community participation go around here Very true. {Natalia: Think about how many submissions we have for this magazine} True again .

You saw the email I sent? A beautiful zero to that. A nice whole round zero. What are you looking for?

Just for people’s experiences, like little things, personal things. Someone wanted to submit a hookup map, is that the kind of stuff that you guys want?

Definitely. We are trying really hard to keep the Survival Guide very unaffiliated with the school and the school’s administration—if someone submits and wants to write something that says (continued on page 39)


‘the deans suck,’ we want that. Yeah, censorship is definitely a bitch at this school. The bureaucracy can be crazy.

Exactly, every year for the Log we do senior reflections, and I read the one by Lindsay Gabow about just how terrible the bureaucracy is. How would you respond to people who say that the Log is kind of useless, and who mock it a lot?

I agree, I think in the past it has been kind of boring, Natalia: Yes.

I said this as I was applying, I want to make the Log matter, and that means talking about

the stories that matter. The stories that make people look at the Log and say I want to know about that. I remember specifically looking at an issue on Adderall and I thought it was the best thing that the Log had done. I always thought ‘LC’s cutest dogs’ was riveting. On a very different note, as a Prefect, what is the craziest shit that went down in your dorm?

This is good, this is a great question. I get up early to do work sometimes, I’m the kind of person that goes all in or goes home. So I got up at 3—Wait, 3? In the morning? Impressive—I got up at 3, showered, got dressed for school, and I saw that my friend had left his water bottle in my room. So I

went up to his floor a chat with... to drop it off, and I heard weird noises in one of the freshman rooms. I knocked on the door and obviously the room went silent, then one of them opened the door saying they just woke up, and one as under the covers, and the other was underneath the bed. I was talking to someone the next day, and they mentioned how someone said that I burst into his room at 3 in the morning, completely dressed for school, crazy, and ready for classes, and he was scared out of his mind. Kind of the psycho neighbor showing up at your door in the middle of the night thing?



RAPE ON THE SMALL SCREEN by Natalia Gutiérrez





Law & Order: SVU states at the beginning of each and every episode: “Sexually based offenses are considered especially heinous.” Rape, and any sexually based crime for that matter, is a horrendous act. It’s an act that both physically and mentally violates another person. To say that a person’s burden can be confined to a 30 minute commercial infested time slot is outrageous. I assure you: the trauma of rape plagues survivors for longer than half an hour.

t was in the guest room. In her boss’s office. In the gym where she was training. It was her coworker. Her fiancé. Her boss. Her name is Anna Bates. Joan Harris. Elizabeth Jennings. In what some consider the golden age of television, an overwhelming trope has made its way into some of the most popular television shows. No, it’s not antiheroes, or deeply woven foreshadows, or even shocking character By doing what seems like raising deaths. The new go-to plot awareness, the media is actually twist? Rape.

DÉCALÉ women? The prominence of rape in modern television shows sounds and looks like a good idea for the feminist movement, especially in terms of raising awareness about rape culture. That being said, by lacing the backstory of many nontraditional female characters with a traumatic rape or experience, we are actually demeaning women and their ability as a gender to be unique and stray from stereotypes. Why do we need to justify a woman’s being harsh, callous, mean? Let’s just throw out a thought: a woman’s strength, independence, and seriousness do not need to be pinpointed or pinned down. There are far more creative backstories to come up with. Can a woman not be independent without having to have deep seeded trauma? Is it that hard to have a strong, serious woman? Why do we even need to like all female characters—can she not just be a bitch? Do we really need to violate her to humanize her?

If right now you’re thinking, playing down the level of signifi“Wow, I didn’t Technically, rape cance. We are establishing a cycle: a really think isn’t new to the big screen. I woman gets raped and moves on. this was such mean, it literally fueled the a big deal, it is entirety of Law and Order: just TV,” that is callous yet SVU. That being said, SVU didn’t use it as a cheap cop out to progress the story line and understandable. By seeing rape habitually, subconscious“spice up” the plot. In recent months, rape ly the offense normalizes plot-lines have overwhelmed our televiitself. Is there really any shock sion shows, but not as vocal points, instead factor left, if, in 2014, rape as just add-ons to an episode. With the onoccurs each night on cable? going rise of “rape culture,” our television By doing what seems like screens have been bombarded with rape raising awareness, the media and abuse—from 1910s Downton Abbey to is actually playing down the 1960s Mad Men to 1980 The Americans to level of significance. We are today. establishing a cycle: a woman What it all boils down to is this: gets raped and moves on. We when is rape too much? In modern day are overexposed to the consociety, with violence, atrocity, and abuse cept of women being raped, but not to the just another plot-line, has television raw brutality of the situation or the true normalized rape? Are television series imconsequences for the victim. It’s almost munizing us from the severity, aftershock, like an immunization to the shock and disand horrors that rape inflicts? Are shows turbance of rape: we’re being exposed to a actually using something as horrifying as lightened version, so we end up becoming rape just to bump up the plot? Rape should numb to the Don’t get me wrong, neither be used purely for shock value, nor It’s almost like an immuniza- real thing. I am not saying to dump your should it be pulled out of one’s sleeve when tion to the shock and disturfavorite T.V. show just because If bance of rape: we are being the plot runs dry. a television exposed to a lightened version,there is a rape plot-line.All I’m Rapes burden female leads left show choos- so we end up becoming numb saying is that we need to stay and right. Yet the actual rape, often not and be aware of the truth. We es to have a to the real thing. shown or just briefly displayed, follow a need to be aware that the rape rape plotstoryline that lasts one or two episodes portrayed on television is not an accurate line, that’s fine, but they need to commit at most. I’m not saying we need to have depiction of rape in real life. Rape is not a to it. The moment cannot be an episode a ten season series with the plot-line of side plot in someone’s life. We cannot let filler; it needs to be a full series, or at least one woman’s battle against rape, but the media convince us that a nontraditional season, story line. The character needs to idea that a woman can be raped, and the have more than a 30 minute revelation that woman means a “damaged woman.” Rape audience sees and hears about it for a is not a storyline or a plot line. It affects she was raped, and cannot just brush it off 30-minute episode then rarely touches every part of a survivor’s life, but is not a in the next episode or scene. She needs upon it again angers me. The fact that character flaw excuse, either. Rape should to be a victim and a survivor, but more the audience rarely even sees the rape is not be easy and should not a quick fix to importantly, she needs to be human. shocking within itself; if the writers do not plot holes. Rape should be treated with the On the point of letting humans think an audience can handle seeing it, same sensitivity and severity by be humans, is television even helping then they should not include it at all. media as by our society.


General Thoughts and occasional judgments


In life, there are many great, unanswerable question. This generations’? #whatdidjaysay

Kimye has announced they will wed in Florence’s historic Forte di Belvedere, because why not.

Answers to Jill Abramson’s firing at the New York Times remain unfound amidst rampant rumors of sexism. The biggest question? How she will deal with her Times tattoo.

The most expensive auction at Christie’s includes a $25 million dollar stainless steel Popeye sculpture by Jeff Koons.

Facebook announces its own snapchat-type app, because humans need another app to receive unwanted dick pics

A 17-year-old girl in West Virginia beats the two-term veteran delegate for the GOP primary election. You do you, West Virginia.

H&M’s Spring 2014 conscious collection transforms environmental fashion—who knew being green was this chic.



Karl Rove claims that Hillary Clinton’s tripping over in 2012 is a key factor in the election, stating her fall will “be an issue in the 2016 race, whether she likes it or not.”

Gap x Visionaire has announced the debut a collection of UV-sensitive shirts, possibly in an effort to force us to actually go outside. Boys in France are showing up to school in skirts to protest sexism and promote the ‘Lift the Skirt’ campaign.

He knows what he did. Broad City proves the very real pros and cons that exist when planning to rent an apartment with thick walls.

Arkansas, in a ping-pong game between bigotry and humanity, allows gay marriage, only to have that ruling shortly halted.

Inception—Approval Matrix Style. The Approval Matrix of New York Magazine may be produced as a show. The more judgment the better, we say.

McDonalds introduces plans for a guacamole burger. Go home McDonalds, you’re drunk.

The Armani of armor, Miguel Caballero produces handbags, blazers, and dress shirts in his Black Label Collection—all bulletproof. Better safe than sorry, right?

Gauche 41

A man is suing the city of New York for two uncillion dollars—that is a two with 36 zeros following.

From first step to first tweet: the strange fad of parents making their babies twitter accounts rises drastically. Diaper changing, live tweet style.



a ode to pay phones

Textual Diseases, & Other Unfortunate Occurrences by Quinn Schoen which defeated the phone booths, landlines, telegraphs, and phonographs before it, and society praised each new invention as an evolution towards the civilized light. Phones chirp, beep, and buzz with every email, TMZ scandal, and Facebook update as we desperately scramble for relevance and a sense of connection. Spewing every mindless feeling to the world, live-tweeting our lives, we have lost the simplicity of a 50¢ phone call, the beauty of an intimate, two-person conversation. By exploding into a 24/7 overload of useless emoji and public announcements, modern communication shouts rather than speaks.


here are few things sadder to look at than a dust-coated, deserted pay-phone, untouched at the edge of a curb. A poster-child for the losing team of survival of the fittest, the decrepit booths remain a nostalgic yet horribly outdated icon–the perm of technological devices. As iPhone-clad elementary schoolers text, Snapchat, and tweet away their childhoods, phone booths provide nothing more than a physical benchmark of a time long ago, a pre-smartphone dark age when phantom vibration syndrome sounded sci-fi rather than somehow legitimate. Now, with the world constantly at our fingertips, and connection with anyone just a tweet, Skype, or text away, have we really advanced the ability to communicate, or have we lost it? Smartphones conquered flip-phones,

People say that a picture is worth a thousand words—so what does an emoticon translate to in that equation? With an influx of texting, sexting, and smiley faces, language has transformed from self-expressive to easy—quantity over quality. Social media, outlets for our every thought, provide a sense of purpose, a way to belong in the electronic world of today. The reclusiveness of not checking an email or a text, even if for a day, is greeted with tangible distain. To not have a Facebook is a social sin, an action shunned and disapproved in a society where privacy is a myth rather than a reality. Even Facebook encourages people to communicate with the masses, sending little reminders that it’s been a while since we’ve posted, so why not now? Like pushy mothers nudging their children to speak, Facebook prods us to make ourselves heard, convincing us that yes, the world does want to see an assortment of photos of our toddler taking a bath, and please do post constantly about our

flight’s delays—everyone has been waiting with bated breath for updates! Somewhere along the way, with the addition of iPhones and the world they open, talking became a competition—a race to see who could be the loudest. Communication is supposed to hold a certain level of privacy, a connection with the person on the other end of the line, not with the entirety of the internet. Droning on and on to anyone who will click a link or read a newsfeed sounds strenuous—how can we possibly spew so much vapidity in so little time? Not only have methods of communication changed, the language of communication itself has transformed. English has been replaced as the preferred language for speech by English-ish. Chock full of acronyms, emoticons, and numbers-to-replace-letters, the language is similar to real English, just watered down, butchered, and easier to type. With this intellectual transformation has come new forms of writing, for example, with a keyboard made up entirely of cat reactions, just in case the appropriate response to a question is ever a gasping cat. Better safe than sorry, right? Unable to say what we mean through real words, and ignoring the effective simplicity of a two-quarter phone call, we have resorted to never-ending smiley faces and states updates. The language by which we express ourselves has been damaged by the belief that, to say something of importance, everyone must hear, and that, to have relevance, we must spread ourselves so thinly and constantly across every website, app, and group text, until what we say is so thin it barely matters.

credits & thanks

Art and photo credits to Brian Rea,, Aaron van Dorn,, TMZ, The New York Times, Pinterest, Getty Images, Amazon, Comedy Central, IMDB, H&M, Buzzfeed, and New York Magazine, for constant inspiration. Additional thanks to Patty Cousins, Naomi Appel, Genevieve Rela, Adobe, Michael Carter, Karen Cha, Juwon Jun, Hark Kanwal, Cameron Nelson, Laura Paddock, Tory Peterson, & Lily Zhang



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