RAW (Review of Arts & Writing) Journal is University College Roosevelt’s journal dedicated to publishing current UCR students’ and UCR alumni’s creative writing and artwork. Next to that we also organise art related events.
REVIEW OF ARTS & WRITING ISSUE XVIII
CONTENTS
Telling Stories Maaike van ‘t Spijker
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16
Summer Songs and Kitchen Ware π
such was the longing that was mine Fenna Capelle
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17
Mey-Rin Cosplay Studio bijMarije
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18
SCREAMING Derin Sendil
5
19
Blossoms & Lemonade Jasmijn Verhoef
The Last One Lean Lupgens
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20
Relief Isabel Fuentes Fernandez
Beggar Girl Fenna Capelle
7
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|]|]_||_[||[| Anja Herrmann
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23
Life with a View Ay Ling Thung
Follow the Sun Ay Ling Thung
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24
Late night solace Boudica Gast
Rush Lucie van Damme
11
24
Flow Emma Kouwenberg
After Rush Lucie van Damme
12
25
Movement Femke Weijman
All Quiet on the Eastern Front Lucie van Damme
13
27
Into the Wind Ay Ling Thung
Phases of the Sun Femke Weijman
15
A Splash of Joy Emma Kouwenberg and Nikki Birimac Stolen Child Fenna Capelle
Morning Walk Maaike van ‘t Spijker
FOREWORD
Dear Art Lovers, It is with great pride that we, RAW board of Spring ‘21, present the 18th issue of the RAW Journal! First and foremost we would like to thank everyone who submitted, UCR is lucky to have such an artistic and supporting community. Of course, we would also like to thank the editors who helped along the whole process. Once again, this semester still was very strange, however we pulled through and managed to host a number of (online) events which hopefully served as fun and creative outlets for UCR students. As for the RAW exhibition, it will, for the third time, be hosted fully online - we are excited to share it with you! Hopefully next semester RAW will have fewer constraints than we did, an we wish all the best to the coming RAW boards. Finally, we are very hapy with this semester’s selection of artworks, and hope you enjoy them as much as we do! Much love, The RAW board
Telling Stories 1
- Maaike van ‘t Spijker
Olympus Trip 35 with film
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I’ve made a world from fields and flowers And head the unforgiving call Behold the tears that found their rest Behold the love that found a soul I know the tunes, I’ve played them all I’ve torn the violin apart The song it died, I watched it fall Between the centuries of the heart Yet the world I loved seemed sweeter still The light was garish, the dark was gay I played the fool, I played with fire And let the ashes steal away I passed the watchman on his tower He rests and sighs and rests and fears He watched every passing hour For very soon the morning nears And as I stood, the time stood still He bows his head, he sighs and prays “Such was the longing that was mine Such were the authors of my days”
such was the longing that was mine - Fenna Capelle 3
A Splash of Joy - Emma Kouwenberg and Niki Birimac
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I have to leave this palace With its unforgiving gaze The jealousy’s meticulous The green eyed envy of its face This heart shall have some peace then For it comes away to thee And it shall write for pangs of love And the art of liberty This world has asked the ransom For some forgotten child That learned to fear her own ambition That never wept, nor ever smiled But the quality of beauty Is hidden from itself Her mirror cracked from side to side What cause had I for vanity For I knew that dark was right But this mind shall have some comfort then For it comes away to thee And it shall love for reason’s sake Her own deformity
Stolen Child - Fenna Capelle 5
The Last One - Lean Lupgens Acrylics on canvas
I held it truth with every look That it dreams away her own effect That the saints have thought themselves too high And begged the sinner for respect They cried “go fetch me water from the desert Force a drop out of this stone For nature now needs watering And cannot live by rain alone” But the rain had ceased her effort And I loved the subtle agony What land is that which harbours Every height and depth of me? But from grace to grace we lived and lived From truth to truth we died and died The common ground proves us ephemeral The highest deeds are misapplied I danced with fools, the old, the ragged pasts Of men that hid themselves for shame And the beggar girl shall play the tunes Of which only she will know the name
Beggar Girl - Fenna Capelle 7
Morning Walks Maaike van ‘t Spijker
Follow the Sun - Ay Ling Thung
Rush - Lucie van Damme
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After Rush - Lucie van Damme
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All Quiet on the Eastern Front 13
- Lucie van Damme 14
Phases of the Sun Femke Weijman
Summer Songs and Kitchen Ware -π She screams the sounds of summer songs of the boybands of ‘14 and hums along to forest gods of angels and codeine Whilst she picks the newest recipe for us to just ignore proportions are but relative garlic, garlic, garlic more, more, more And usually I stand there knife in my right hand she gives me the instructions to dice, chop, and blend But lately I’ve been standing as graduation draws near with the realisation that this this this this will end And I look up from my cutting board wondering what I should say to thank her for every Sun or Saturday and she looks right back at me as the light from the laptop recipe brightens her face we aren’t ones for sentimental words anyway
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Mey-Rin Cosplay 17
Photographer: Studio bijMarije Model: Kiko Cosplay
- Derin Sendil
SCREAMING 18
Blossoms & Lemonade - Jasmijn Verhoef
Relief - Isabel Fuentes Fernandez
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- Anja Herrmann
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Late night solace
- Boudica Gast
Sometimes in Homer the heroes are sleepless with worry and I find comfort in the idea that 3000 years ago insomnia badgered demigods.
Life with a View - Ay Ling Thung
Flow - Emma Kouwenberg
Movement 25
- Femke Weijman acrylic on mdf
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Into the Wind
- Ay Ling Thung
OUR EDITORS Tina Rozsos Isabel Fuentes Fernandez Luka Bedoshvili Maud Smulders Anja Herrmann Lieke Van Rooij Nina Den Hollander Bukuri Karina Nick Koper
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OUR BOARD Léan Lupgens Secretary
Maggie Maliszewski Treasurer
Gyna Rocourt Designer
Carla de Malezieux Chair
Lucie van Damme Event Manager 30