Tukesha Hill
Fall 2021 - Fall 2022
Thoughts From A Black Woman: Architecture
Chapter 1: No Room For Struggle Love - Fall 2021
Chapter 2: The Reclaiming of The Middle Passage - Spring 2022
Chapter 3: For the People by the People - Fall 2022
Epiphanies of a Black Woman: Poetry
Chapter 4: You Caught Me At A Good Time
Chapter 5: My Tongue Wants To Speak With Yours
Chapter 6: My Universe
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EDUCATION
BACHELOR’S OF ARCHITECTURE
ILLINOIS INSITITUTE OF TECHNOLOGY - AUGUST 2020 - PRESENT, CHICAGO, IL
PRESIDENT OF BLACK STUDENT UNION
PRESIDENT OF SKIN DEEP
EVENTS COMMITTEE - NOMAS
PRESIDENT’S STUDENT ADVISORY COUNCIL
WOMEN’S CENTER STUDENT ADVISORY COUNCIL
GREER SCHOLAR ADVISORY BOARD
PROFESSIONAL EXPERIENCE
CIVIC PROJECTS ARCHITECTURE - MAY 2022 - JANUARY 2023, CHICAGO, IL - ARCHITECTURAL INTERN
MUSEUM OF SCIENCE AND INDUSTRY: SPARK PROGRAM
RESIDENTIAL HOUSING RENOVATION
COMMERCIAL BUILDING RENOVATION
OBAMA PRESIDENTIAL CENTER
STEVENS & HAMILTON SMITH CENTER FOR HISTORY AND DEMOCRACY
PRECEDENT RESEARCH AND MODEL MAKING
ILLINOIS INSTITUTE OF TECHNOLOGY - JANUARY 2021 - DECEMBER 2022, CHICAGO, IL - PHONATHON AMBASSADOR
ALUMNI ENGAGEMENT
SCHOLARSHIP DONATIONS
CIVIC PROJECTS ARCHITECTURE - SEPTEMBER 2017 - PRESENT, CHICAGO, IL - MENTEE/INTERN
CHICAGO TORTURE JUSTICE MEMORIAL CENTER
PRECEDENT RESEARCH AND MODEL MAKING
SKILLS
RHINO 7, ADOBE SUITE, ENSCAPE, BASIC REVIT, PROJECT COORDINATION, PROJECT MANAGEMENT, RESEARCH
AWARDS
CLINTON E. STRYKER AWARD
EMBODY THE DIFFERENCE AWARD
PAUL JENNINGS AWARD
HARRIET TUBMAN AWARD
CERTIFICATIONS
ELM (EMPOWERMENT, LEADERSHIP AND MENTORSHIP)
THOUGHTS FROM A BLACK WOMAN
CHAPTER 1: NO ROOM FOR STRUGGLE LOVE
THIS IS A TWO FLAT ADU DESIGNED FOR A USER OF CHOICE. I CHOSED TO DESIGN THIS ADU FOR A BLACK MARRIED COUPLE, JOSHUA WOODARD AND ISIMEME EDEKO, WITH THE TERMS OF REFLECTING WHO THEY ARE AS INDIVIDUALS AND AS CONTENT CREATORS.
THOUGHTS FROM A BLACK WOMAN
CHAPTER 2: THE RECLAIMING OF THE MIDDLE PASSAGE
THIS IS A SHELTER FOR A ORGANIZATION BY THE NAME OF MAAFA. THE SHELTER IS LOCATED IN WEST GARFIELD PARK AS RESOURCE TO BLACK MEN AND THEIR FAMILY. THE MAIN GOALS OF MAAFA WITH THE COMMUNITY SHELTER IS TO PROVIDE ASSISTANCE IN MEDICAL CARE, HOUSING, SOCIAL SERVICES AND REDUCING GANG AFFILATED CRIMES.
THE CONCEPT OF THE DESIGN WAS TO CATER TO THE DEMOGRAPHICS AND THE GOALS OF MAAFA AND THE WEST GARFIELD PARK COMMUNITY. THE PROGRAM AND DESIGN IS BASED ON THE GENERALIZED AFRICAN AMERICAN EXPERIENCE ON THE SOUTH AND WEST SIDE OF CHICAGO. THE IDEA WAS TO GIVE A NEW OUTLOOK ON LIFE AS AN AFRICAN AMERICAN BY RECLAIMING THE EXPERIENCES TO CREATE POSITVE EXPERIENCES AND OUTCOMES.
THOUGHTS FROM A BLACK WOMAN
CHAPTER 3: FOR THE PEOPLE BY THE PEOPLE
THIS IS A COMMUNITY FIELD HOUSE FOR THE NEIGHBORHOOD OF PILSEN. THE GOAL OF THIS PROJECT WAS TO REINVEST RESOURCES INTO THE NEIGHBOR FOR THE NEIGHBORHOOD ENSURING THAT THE FIELD HOUSE IS NOT THE CAUSATION OF DISPLACEMENT AND GENTRIFICATION.
CHAPTER 4: YOU CAUGHT ME AT A GOOD TIME (8/20/2021)
YOU CAUGHT ME AT A GOOD TIME.
STUCK BETWEEN YOUR CROOKED LINES I MEAN YOUR CROOKED LIES THROUGH THE SCRATCHES ON THE FLOOR, DRINKING IN HER MOANS AND CRIES.
IM TIRED OF BEING THE MAIN, TRAPPED AS THE SIDE PIECE NO SIGNS OF PEACE BECAUSE OUR LOVE WAS A HOLIDAY TURNED SEASONAL
YOU CAUGHT ME AT A GOOD TIME
OUR LOVE WAS BUTTERSCOTCH FLAVORED
ALCOHOL WAS A MAN’S BEST FRIEND WHEN MEN DON’T KNOW HOW TO CLOSE THEIR LEGS BECAUSE PENNIES ARE USED AND THROWN AWAY LIKE RAGS. BUT IT SEEMS YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND WHY WE FELL OUT OF A LOVE THAT NEVER BEGAN
YOU CAUGHT ME AT A GOOD TIME
I HAD THIS MOMENT OF, AT LAST IT TOOK ME PAIN TO KNOW THAT I COULD BE THE PERFECT PACKAGE, BUT STILL END UP AT THE WRONG ADDRESS. YOU NEVER HANDLED ME WITH CARE YOU JUST SAT ME ON DISPLAY TO ACCOMPANY THE AIR, SO I’LL SAY GOODBYE IN THIS LIFE BECAUSE..
YOU CAUGHT ME AT A GOOD TIME
IT WAS LIKE A FOREVER FIRST DATE EXCEPT I WAS STUCK IN THE FRIENDSHIP PHASE THERE WERE LAND MINES OF LIES I MEAN THE TIMES OF MISSING I JUST DON’T HAVE ANYMORE TIME, SO I LIKE A BOMB, TICKING WORDS INTO MY MOUTH, BUT CAN’T HOLD THEM BACK UNTIL EPIPHANIES TAMPERS WITH MY SPEECH, AND I ARTICULATE PROFANITIES BECAUSE IT SEEMS YOU NEVER UNDER WORDS THAT ARE CALM AND SWEET SOUR WAS THE FLAVOR YOU ENJOYED THAT MADE YOU LEAVE, BUT SOMEHOW YOU FIND YOUR WAY BACK TO ME IT WAS YOU FAVORITE THING LIKE A COUGH THAT I DIDN’T KNOW HOW TO GET RID OF A LIGHT SWITCH THAT FLICKERS ON AND OFF BECAUSE YOUR LIGHT IS ONLY ON WHEN YOU NEED ME YOU SEE..
YOU CAUGHT ME AT A GOOD TIME
I WAS NOT THE RAIN BEFORE THE STORM THE WOMAN YOU WANTED TO KEEP YOUR BED WARM YOUR HEART WAS NOT FOR ME TO TOUCH EMOTIONAL DAMAGE WAS A SWORD THAT CAME IN CLUTCH, AND NO I DIDN’T WANT TO WASTE TIME, BUT SWEET NOTHINGS?
I’VE NEVER MIND MY HEART SKIPPING BEATS, BUT ONLY BECAUSE I CRIED WHILE YOU SLEEP CATCHING NIGHTMARES IN HOPES OF SWEET DREAMS OOH... SILENCE IS A LOT LOUDER THAN I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE AH.. IT SEEMS LIKE
YOU CAUGHT ME AT A GOOD TIME
WHEN I KNEW YOU WERE IN LOVE WITH THE IDEA OF LOVE, AND YOU WOULD DAP UP NONCHALANCE CAUSE HE WAS YOUR CUZ’, AND YOU WOULD RUN THE STREETS TO HAVE A LITTLE FUN OH, WHAT I COULD’VE DONE TO RUIN YOUR FUN, BUT I WAS ON A JOURNEY OF SELF-LOVE I DECIDED TO END AT THIS SEASONAL HEARTBREAK BEFORE HEART BREAKS AND ALL I HAVE TO SAY IS..
YOU CAUGHT ME AT A GOOD TIME
CHAPTER 6: MY TONGUE WANTS TO SPEAK WITH YOURS (2/16/21)
WE BREAK THE AIR BETWEEN US AND INHALE HONEY AND LAVENDER, KISSES, THE PLUM, SOFT SKIN OF YOUR LIPS FOR AN EXHALE OF YOUR BREATH, OF GOOD MORNING AND GOOD NIGHT TEXTS BEOFRE THE SUN RISES AND AFTER THE SUN SETS “HAVE I TAKEN AWAY YOUR BREATH?”
THAT TRICKLES ACROSS MY NECK TO GET THE RISE YOU NEED DESIRE FOR CUDDLES AND FOREHEAD KISSES, AND I KNOW THIS IS NOT A FAIRTALE BUT I KNOW HOW I WANT TO BE TREATED LIKE PARTNERS AND BEST FRIENDS WHO OCASSIONALLY KISS WITH TRUE DESIRE FOR YOUR FINGERS TO SLOWLY GRAZE THE BACK OF MY HEAD FALLS GENTLY INTO YOUR FINGERS THAT CARESS MY LOVE THAT HAS ENGROSSED AND EDGED A SALVATION OF MISCOMMUNICATIONS OF A HEART UNSPOKEN AND BROKEN PROMISES IN FEAR OF HONEY SUCKLED VULNERABILITY
THAT SEEPS INTO THE DEPTHS OF ME, HOPING I WOULD SEE YOU SEE ME SCATCHING YOUR THROAT IN HOPES FOR VALIDATION OF A FUTURE UNSEEN IT SEEMS YOUR TONGUE HAS BEEN BEGGING TO SPEAK WITH MINE TO GLIDE THE CONSENT OF “YES” FROM YOUR LIPS THAT GLISTENS RUPTURED WOUNDS WEEPING WILL, OH!
“HOW COULD NO ONE LOVE ME? HOW COULD I FALL FOR LOOSE PROMISES SO EASILY?” OH..
HOW YOU WILL PAIN WAS NOT A KNIFE SLICING THE TEARS FROM YOUR EYELIDS CLOSES WITH SEVERAL LAYERS YET ALLOWS ANOTHER TO OPEN YOUR HEAD SPACE AND GRACE IMAGE OF PAST HEART BREAKS A SILENCE YOU DIDN’T KNOW WAS THERE, IS HERE
“IT’S OKAY TO CRY. SCARES ARE A SYMBOL OF WHAT YOU HAVE BEEN THROUGH” SOFT WORDS KISS A HUMMINGBIRD WHO IS TOO AFRAID TO SING THE CYCLE OF MOANS OF HELD BACK AND DISREGARDED FEEELINGS OF SOMEONE THAT WANTED A HEALTHY LOVE THAT COINCIDES WITHIN THE LINES OF LUST AND UNCONDITIONAL LOVE TO ENTWINE “ARE YOU ANXIOUS?” WITH A SOOTHING TONE OF “HONEY, DID YOU EAT?”
BECAUSE STARVATION IS A PET PEEVE THAT CLICKS OUR TONGUES IN HARMONY BECAUSE I LOVE YOU TRULY
WE ARE HOLDING OUR BREATH WHILE I GAZE INTO YOUR GALAXY THAT I GET LOST IN,
WE COLLIDE, SQUISH, AND CREATE LICORICE BETWEEN OUR TONGUES AND I WANT MORE SWIRLS OF YOUR HAPPINESS THAT HAS BEEN BLEMISHED FOR ME TO KISS, LICK THE PAIN TO HOLD HALF AND MAKE US WHOLE, CREAMS THAT MIX SOUR AND SWEET TIMES
THAT MAKE OUR RELATIONSHIP CLING ONTO BOTTOM LIPS
SUCKING FOR MORE LOVE THAT LET’S US DANCE MELODIES IN THIS ROOM OF ME AND YOU INDULGE, INTWINE YOUR TONGUE WITH MINE AND HANDS SLIDE ALONG HIS JAWLINE FOR A GASP OF “I’M HERE FOR YOU” SO WE NEVER FIX THE AIR BETWEEN US BECAUSE WE’RE COMFORTABLE TOGETHER IN THIS ROOM OF ME AND
YOU WANT MY TONGUE TO ALWAYS SPEAK WITH YOURS.
