Rhizome Post #1 | Alexandra Winder
Stranger Than Wal-Mart: Images S. Katie Hill
In this link, the very last image is her mothers face as she says good-bye, and it made me think about my mom and how she was when I moved away from home.
I get that meloncholoy feeling that I usually get when anyone talks about their mother, or their family. It's like a homesickness that no matter what you can't conquer it. It makes me want to go back to being a little girl with blonde curly pig-tails that gets in trouble for playing in the mud, or that helps my mom stir the tomato soup on cold days, or that little girl that can just go up to my mom and get a hug with a great back sctratch. The sad thing is, I know people that don't miss their mom, they're so happy that they're away from home and they hate their mother for calling every once in awhile to check up on them, to them it seems like she's trying to keep them from being independent. I wish my mom would call me more!
When I write, I hope that people can feel the passion I have for things I write about. It's a little harder to get that passion into assignments, but when I write to just write, I want them to feel the way I do, and I hope that I can make them feel whatever I'm writing about, whether it be happy, sad, or empowering. I hope people can tell what kind of person I am, but most of all, I hope that people feel better about themselves after they're done reading something that I wrote.
In this link, the very last image is her mothers face as she says good-bye, and it made me think about my mom and how she was when I moved away from home.
I get that meloncholoy feeling that I usually get when anyone talks about their mother, or their family. It's like a homesickness that no matter what you can't conquer it. It makes me want to go back to being a little girl with blonde curly pig-tails that gets in trouble for playing in the mud, or that helps my mom stir the tomato soup on cold days, or that little girl that can just go up to my mom and get a hug with a great back sctratch. The sad thing is, I know people that don't miss their mom, they're so happy that they're away from home and they hate their mother for calling every once in awhile to check up on them, to them it seems like she's trying to keep them from being independent. I wish my mom would call me more!
When I write, I hope that people can feel the passion I have for things I write about. It's a little harder to get that passion into assignments, but when I write to just write, I want them to feel the way I do, and I hope that I can make them feel whatever I'm writing about, whether it be happy, sad, or empowering. I hope people can tell what kind of person I am, but most of all, I hope that people feel better about themselves after they're done reading something that I wrote.
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