A collage of paint and vibrant colors that represent the old comic art style.
Here’s a peek into the ever-evolving story of my life, encapsulated in a short but mighty list.
This poem represents the unearthing of old memories from the past and the things I used to treasure that I must now surrender to time.
A personal essay about change.
Memories branch the past and present. Through four vignettes, this piece documents the continuities of life and the importance of revisiting and appreciating past experiences through olfaction.
This piece showcases a collection of lines from my journal with clips I’ve taken on an old camera.
I imagined what I would like to say to myself 15 years in the future.
WNYC Transmitter Park is a staple afternoon park for many, located at the bank of the East River. When observing the park and Greenpoint overall, I realize just how much it’s changed.
This is a piece, derived from my own experience, about the difficulty of letting people go. It was written in hopes of reaching an audience that, too, have experienced this and helping them move on.
This is a video about the natural world and how much of an impact it has on us in our day-to-day lives.
A poem in the hope of having the audience grasp the meaning of a love letter. Not your usual love letter. As you read, the writer begins to build trust with the reader, the environment breathes, building the impact of the letter.
Cross Pollination is a podcast featuring Mentor Tingting Wei and Mentee Nayeon Park, as they explore their respective identities as Chinese and Korean Americans and how those identities have shaped their childhoods in America.
Dear You By Julia Mercado Dear You, You are the one who never washed your hair, wore the same sweater…
A time jump into the future—my 46-year-old self revisits her old countryside home in Romania, where she used to spend her childhood summers. She finds an old journal of hers, uncovering deep memories.
Growing up as a daughter of resturant owners, I explore the shame of not having parents that could dedicate their time to me and the realization of the sacrifices they made for my happiness.