This Is Where I End My Day
The day has been long, and even though I am tired, a smile crosses my face. This is home, even for a short time.
The day has been long, and even though I am tired, a smile crosses my face. This is home, even for a short time.
This was the adventure: to make the leap on my own terms, and disregard those little urban voices in my mind I once adhered to. To test the waters, literally, by going for a swim.
On the ride from Columbus to Gambier, I could not take my eyes away from the window. I discovered an astonishing landscape that combines forests and farmland.
Ignoring the fact that I had gone to extreme measures for the sake of Instagram likes, I have never felt more in love with Kenyon than at that moment, hanging amongst the trees.
Kenyon has given me the environment and resources to improve my art, and the artistic culture of Kenyon is, in my eyes, invaluable.