Sometimes I feel badly about my travels Amsterdam thoughts starting to unravel My photos are blurry, so what remains? Souvenirs. Are material possessions vain? Upon a chain, bouncing against my breast Happily, this is her knowledge of nest. In the clever chic cage, sitting on a swing, You won’t ever hear this blue bird sing. […]
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The Child, the Ant, and the Magnifying Lens
I was talking with a friend about a month ago about my study abroad program in Amsterdam this summer. When they asked me if my class studied Antonie Van Leeuwenhoek and the microscope while we were there I was surprised because I had never heard of this history or person. I was also surprised that […]
Becoming Dutch
Artist’s statement: In countries such as the Netherlands, growing Muslim communities are struggling with the pressure to integrate. There are many reasons for this. First, Islam has a widespread association with terrorism, and therefore with fear. Second, the cultural integration process for Muslims in the Netherlands is inhibited by labor laws that have made highly […]
Dream
I was beginning to get very sleepy sitting in the airport. Once or twice I glanced at the newspaper being read by the guy next to me, but it was just a bunch of words. Suddenly, Frigga, the Icelandic queen of the gods and the goddess of wives and mothers, rushed up and offered me […]
[Amsterdam sketches]
Dutch Suits
Suits are powerful, handsome, tall Shortsighted, lovely blue eyes and all Suits are smart, educated, some are fit Insincere, effusive, cordial, bullshits Suits are lovers, doers, delegators Coldhearted, white toothed alligators Suits are manipulative, elegant, sharp Showy, feeding, over-indulged carp Suits are movers, tough dealmakers Aggressive, elite, competent, takers. Suits are managers, Caucasian, Dutch, Men, […]
Triptych
Drifting I was losing interest, quickly, on my drift for our class project. Leaving the greenery of Westerpark, and the gravel walkway along the small canal for the busy residential/commercial street seemed like a wrong turn to me. Yet, as I stood on the sidewalk taking photos of a decorative flag, parked bicycles, and a […]