Chicago
After a marriage in India in 1997,
the airport is the last time she will see her blood family for years.
The air as she steps off the plane in Chicago is cold and biting,
nothing like the humid, stickiness she felt clinging to her face,
begging her not to leave it behind in Mysore.
She walks through the freezing airport,
large and sterile and uninviting,
blurs of white faces rushing past, her all in a rush,
expected to make it to her new husband’s cramped apartment
on her own.
The city outside is in shadows because
in the darkening blackness of an industrial city, a young woman
rubs her hands and wishes for humidity.
She gets into a taxi at the curb. He
recognizes her accent.
“Where are you from?”
he asks, his own accent
peaking through his English.
He immigrated from Bangladesh a few years prior.
The young woman starts to feel warmer
in this car with the heater on, even with the windows down.
Priya Gowda ‘25
This piece is about my mom's stories of her immigration and her first time in America. It's me imagining of how she would've felt, mixing my emotions and hindsight with her stories to create a retelling of her immigration.
Kirin Produce Co.
Olivia Le ‘25
Much like the season of spring, I feel that I've been able to grow during my senior year. Taking Photo III with Mr. Delgado, I'm inspired to experiment with more photographic alternative processes. I've been able to use mediums like film, fabric, wood, and even expired photo paper in order to create new prints. Kirin Produce Co. is an example of my experimentation, where I used expired photo paper and exposed it in the sun, changing the time that it was left outside. Being able to combine my digital processes with a more hands-on technique has revealed a lot of strong experimental pieces and encourages me to continue growing as an artist.