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Columbia College Chicago 600 S Michigan, Chicago, IL 60605 School of Fine and Perfomring Arts Art and Design Department John Green, Acting Dean of the School of Fine and Performing Arts Tim Cozzens, Interim Chair Art and Design Department Craig Jobson, Faculty Art and Design Department, Design Director, Cat Bromels, Director of Print Production Production Cordinator- Mariah Beavers Web Manager- Mariah Beaver Biography Designer- Mariah Beavers Cover Designer-Mariah Beavers Intro Designer- Mariah Beavers TOC Designer-Mariah Beavers (Heart Strings) URL:

Table of Contents

THOUGHTS

BY MARIAH BEAVERS

by Myrene Gallardo

Astro Luchador BY: PABLO OLVERA

THE SEVEN CRUSHES

BY JASON RADFORD

Back upstairs MISSION

BY DEMETRIA GERTOS

BY: ALISON TOMICH

twenty eight

Giving up

the stars

JACKIE’S BOY DEAD BY ANDREW STAROSTA

ADVENTURES OF

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BY CECILLA MORALES

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forty-two

R NO WOODS

BY: JOEL DYKEMA

A TIM FA

BY DENORA DAUJATAS

I killed Gucci Mane

by: Amanda Lacey

ALONE

BY: ELIZABETH AGUIRRE

BY DEREK GREEN

SHOULDN’T DO

THINGS YOU

HAIFUCKUS

FREEDOM?

A BIG ME

WHAT IS YOUR

BY: KRISTINA KELLIHER

FELINE PARADISE

PART

BY: DONALD WU

BY BRIANNA BAILEY

BY LUCAS LEONATTI

BY NORMAN SHELBY

last goodbye PUFFERFISH

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LOSING

INTERSECT

Heartstrings

THE

BOOBIEWATCHER

MEOWS OF REDWOOD

EMILY

ELIZABETH

PAPPAS TEN

FOSTERS

RAVENSWOOD BY: EINXEL REYES TWENTY

Memory

by leslie presto

lolapalooza DAY ONE by christina sexton

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dimly lit, due to the casting Amid the trees in the distance, a small clearing began to come into view. Although leaves, making the temperature could feel the sun beam on my shoulders from above through the tangled tree wild. I thought of moments in had far too much coffee and neglected to catch up on sleep. I let my mind run

I have met? What would I have What if? What if I had been five minutes earlier or five minutes later? Who would different interests? What if I ed accumulat and things, different learned different, e somewher up if I had grown people and experiences different with lled fi city, different a to moved train rather than the later one? What if I had

s seem endless. What if, There are a million different molds of people we could potentially be. The possibilitie my life forever. Or change and by walk would someone Maybe . incredible bench, I was to witness something my mind. As I walked past the question that I had struggled before to find an answer to. Maybe I would change

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The path looked alluring. As I made my way closer, I shadows of the weeping tree branches ahead, I could make out a small bench. My mind wondered as it usually does when Iâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;ve moment. a for sit to decided and bench the across came I further, just right. Walking own. our as well as others of actions the to time that are changing and circumstantial due

as someone else? What kind of person would I be seen? How would something as insignificant as five minutes affect my life as well shoes that day? What if I had taken the earlier different worn maybe or shoe, my tie to second a had said yes, or no, or stopped for I will become later in life. who determine will and inspiration? What I have seen and experienced thus far in life

incredible? What if, while sitting here on this very because of some minute detail in time, I would have missed out on something me. Maybe I would happen upon the realization of a before here sat who perhaps I would stumble upon a great book left by someone to sit on the bench in the distance. small clearing I wondered what would have happened if I had taken a moment

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We were just palying hockey when it hit me, literally! I wasstruck in the eye with a hockeypuck. So many thoughts went through my head as my vision became blurred. Although the hit was painful, I didnâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;t end up with a black eye or even a scratch. I visited a optometrist to get examined for any possible damage but they did not find anything wrong with my eye.About three years went by, I woke up one morning surprised to see a small dark shadow on the top corner of my eye. It was not irritating nor did it conflict with my vision so I continued with my class schedule and other daily activities. Later throughout the day, the shadow gradually lowered down my eye making me nervous and concerned about my health. After being examined by two optometrists, they quickly sent me home for an emergency retinal detachment surgery. The optometrist told me that waiting even a moment longer, could have left me blind in that eye forever. I was in complete shock that I barely had any time to react. The name of the surgery was Scleral-buckle surgery. This is a common way to treat a retinal detachment. The scleral buckle made of rubber or semi-hard plastic was placed on the outside of the back of my eye and sewn together to keep it in place. The buckle was left in my eye permanently to allow the retinal tear to go back into place.When I walked into the emergency room, my heart was beating faster and faster as they made us wait for the last patient to leave. I was worried I would lose my vision before I went into surgery.

I have never seen my father look so worried. The thought of having my eye cut open made me cringe. We waited about an hour before going in. The time killed me.The moment I woke up from my surgery, I opened my eyes to anexcruciating pain. I could feel my pulse maneuver its way from my eyeball to its temple, to the back of my head. Going into surgery, I imagined strong headaches but much to my surprise, the pain was much more unbearable. It felt like my eye had been yanked o its socket. Instead of a headache throb, it out of was a constant pound that would not let me think of anything else but the pain.As I suffered through the immense pain, I imagined how different my life would be if I lost my vision. How would I have been able to write, draw, and most importantly see my work? Losing my vision would have affected the way I am able to work now. This experience has taught me or allowed me to appreciate the things in life that I took for granted such as my vision. The incident helped humble me and impact me in ways far greater than I could have ever brigh expected. I am grateful that I can see again, but now my vision is brighter.

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Scott

was a blonde hair, blue eyed boy who turned out to be a real douchey kid, even at eight years old.

In Pre-K, I experienced my first encounter with the meaning of having a crush. His name was

Mario

Neil

was a play date boy I liked because he'd let me play with his Might Morphin Power Ranger action figures.

.Mario was popular among the girls in Pre-K. He was a very sweet and gentle fellow. Parallel to his cute fashion sense, Mario had a great smile. I never knew how pretty one's smile could be until I saw him laugh and giggle about something. The next three boys were

short

lived.

Everyone has a crush. It is the one thing that can tear you apart, or be a great learning experience. Crushes are what makes the world go round you start them and then you get over them. For me, I was never the boy crazy type. I was the type of girl who the boys thought of as a friend.

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Michael

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crush

Michael

on felt like I have actually fallen in love with him; even at the age of 1. I've known him since kindergarten and as we got older, we got closer. But with all crushes, there were complications. Every girl in our grade had a crush on him and he knew that. Once we entered junior high, he got popular while I just stayed in the background. I never did stop liking him, even up until high school.

Paul

And was someone i hung out with at after school care who I thought was cute and nice, but turned out to be yet another mean boy.

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. Oh, David... He was my coworker at my first job and I thought he was the funniest guy I'd ever met. David was three years older than me, and to my delusion, I thought that he could be my first real boyfriend. We'd always flirt and make stupid remarks to each other, that I became so infatuated with him. It wasn't until we were at a small party that I embarrassingly professed my love to him in my drunken manner. My friends said that he didn't see me in that way and I tried my best to get overhim. My friendship/lack of relationship with him was an on and off roller coaster. One day I say that I'm over him, the next I say that I'm not. It took me pretty much two years to get over him.

Josh

And then there was ...the crush of all crushes that didn't crush my crushing. not only has he become an important person in my life, he has become one of my bestest friends. almost three years later, i'm so fortunate to still have him around.

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BACK UPSTAIRS!” MY MOTHER WOULD YELL FROM THE DINING ROOM TABLE EACH AND EVERY DAY. SHE’D EXTEND HER ARM AND POINT HER FINGER UPWARDS WITHOUT LOOKING UP FROM HER NEWSPAPER. AFTER SEVERAL YEARS OF MORNING DEBATES, MOTHER HAD GAINED THE ABILITY TO GAUGE

THE HEIGHT OF MY BANGS

AND THE FLASH OF MY STUDDED VESTS FROM HER PERIPHERALS. IT WAS A SOURCE OF MAJOR DAILY CONTENTION, FUELED BY GENERATIONS OF STUBBORNNESS BED ONTO THE NEXT PROJECTED UNTO ME. AFTER HOURS OF PREPARATION

(TEASING, PRIMPING, STUFFING)

I’D BE GLITTERED UP AND READY TO GO EACH MORNING. I HAD A THING FOR BROACHES AND TIGHTS, NO MATTER THE WEATHER OR OCCASION. AND I’D TIPTOE DOWN THE STAIRS.

I’M AS FREE AS I’M ALLOWED TO BE. AS FREE AS MY TIGHT JEANS, CRIMPED HAIR AND SHOULDER PADS COULD HANDLE. IF IT . I WANTED TO WALK DOWN THE CENTER OF THE HALL DURING PASSING PERIODS WITH MY SHADES ON, LEAVING PEOPLE TO WONDER WHETHER I COULD SEE THEM STARING. THEY CHATTERED, BUT IT DIDN’T MATTER. OF COURSE I SAW THEM. THE

FACADE WAS MY PLASTIC SHELL,

A BARRIER FOR EVERY MEANIE WHO THREATENED TO TAKE ME DOWN. OTHER GIRLS HAD LACROSSE STICKS AND CHISELED BOYFRIENDS. I HAD A GIANT RECORD COLLECTION. WHEN THEY GOT INVITED TO PARTIES, I PRACTICED CELEBRITY CHOREOGRAPHY IN MY BEDROOM. I WAS AN OUTSIDER IN SCHOOL, AND AN INSIDER AFTER SCHOOL. MY PARENTS PUT UP A FIGHT WHEN I DESCENDED FROM THE SECOND FLOOR IN EMBEDDED FISHNETS AND NEON SCRUNCHIES.

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THEY’D CHECK MY BAG FOR EYESHADOW AND A HAIRBRUSH. THEY SAID THEY DID IT BECAUSE THEY LOVED ME, BUT THEY DIDN’T LOVE WHAT I LOVED, WHICH WAS GLAMOUR. OF COURSE THEY LOVED ME, BUT THEY JUST DIDN’T KNOW HOW TO PROTECT MY CHARACTER. I’D THREATEN EMANCIPATION– IT WAS A WORD MY REBEL WARRIOR FRIEND MIMI TAUGHT ME. I HAD THE PLAN ALL SET IN MY HEAD. I’D GO LIVE WITH UNCLE CHARLIE, THE FORMER HUSBAND TO DAD’S COLORFUL, WARM EXBROTHER-IN-LAW UPSTATE IN SAN

PLAY WITH HIS CATS ALL DAY AND BE FRANCISCO,

FREE ALL DAY–OF SCHOOL AND RESPONSIBILITIES AND EVERYTHING THAT EVER HELD ME BACK. MOTHER DIDN’T UNDERSTAND ME BUT OTHER OUTCASTS WOULD ALWAYS HOLD ME CLOSE. BUT IN THE DAYS OF “WE GOT THE BEAT” AND

“TRUE COLORS,”

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I SAW NO OTHER WAY AROUND IT. THIS WAS WHO I WAS MEANT TO BE. IF I DIDN’T TURN HEADS ENOUGH TO FIT IN AT SCHOOL, I COULD COULD NEVER FEEL HAPPY NOT BEING MYSELF. AND I LOVED RESISTING MY EVIL PARENTS’ EFFORTS. BUT MY WARDROBE MADE ME FEEL MORE COMFORTABLE THAN THE STANDARD SWEATS EVERYONE ELSE WORE. I SUFFERED CAMEL TOE FOR A STAND AGAINST CENSORSHIP, AND I LOST THE BATTLE EVERY MORNING BUT WON THE DAVID BOWIE OF MY DREAMS IN MY HEART.

THIS WASN’T JUST A PHASE.

I WOULD ALWAYS BE THIS WAY. I COULDN’T BE BOUND TO THE CONFINES OF WHAT “NORMAL” MEANT, OR THE BLACK-AND-WHITE WORLD OF DIFFERENCE AROUND ME. I WAS AS HIGH AS MY BANGS AND AS TIGHT AS MY SEQUINED BELT. AND I WOULDN’T HAVE IT ANY OTHER WAY.

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“Don’t move. Don’t even breathe.” My voice shook as I focused my eyes to the scene in front of me.

“Why? Is she coming?”The voice of my companion hit my ears in a hushed whisper but further conversation was cut off with a sharp hand gesture.

We looked through the sparse trees to the figure slowly making its way down the grassless ditch heading for the trap we set up. Her movements were cautious, hesitating, and tense. She could sense the stillness in the air. Something was up but her hunger kept her moving forward. My heart thrummed in my chest and I breathed softly; it hung in the cold October night air before it disappeared unnoticed by the figure ahead of us.

Silently she stalked closer inspecting the metal contraption that housed her goal: food. Her tail flicked in agitation as her small paws tried to pull the tin out of the metal housing to no avail. She was hungry and it showed in her eyes. She was determined but anxious to enter the cage. Furrowing my brows in concentration I slowly began to reposition myself while she was focused on the food. Maybe I could sneak around and scare her into the trap.

I carefully and cautiously moved and slid my body around trees, closer and closer. I could feel the eyes of my companion on my back like a weight. The question was hanging in the air but I ignored it and pressed on. I had to try.

With a sharp twist of her head, wide yellow green eyes gazed at my form filled to the brim with fear and alarm. Neither of us moved. Her small form huddled to the side of the cage, calico fur standing on end. I held my ground not moving a muscle, barely allowing the exchange of oxygen and carbon dioxide to occur.

Hunger won the battle of wills and warily the feline turned back to the cage conundrum. I stayed frozen in place not allowing anything more to frighten off the animal in front of me. After what seemed like eternity the small kitten cautiously sniffed the entrance, her eyes glancing at me in trepidation.

All breathing stopped as she made the first step into the cage. Her body was tense, ears erect, eyes wide, whiskers flared and tail straight as an arrow; she was completely ready to bolt at the first sign of danger. The food was so close, her paws even closer to the trigger.

The movements within the cage were adrenalized and frantic. The desperate calls and howls from the cage were drenched in fright. I rushed forward and draped a towel over the cage to prevent bodily damage. Kitten rescue mission: Success.

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meet the Christian Sexton is a senior at Columbia College, downtown Chicago. Majoring in a Graphic Design in the spring of 2014. He is native to the Chicago-land area, growing up in Downers Grove, a northwest suburb of Chicago. Born in July 1991, Christian has finally reached the end of his school days at 22 years old. He has always been influenced by art, and especially from his parents being artist as well. Christian has experienced with many different types and mediums, from the typical pencil, paint, markers, charcoal, pastels, clay, mixed media, photography, graphic design, and even glass bead working. He has always been driven by art, with the want to be creative in a new way. When Christian isn’t being his artsy self he is still working his mind as a pizza delivery driver and as a ski and snowboard rental staff member. He has been working at the ski hill in Lisle for over 6 years. This is Christian’s first appearance in the zine, and it shouldn’t be his last. Leslie Presto is a Senior at Columbia College Chicago majoring in Graphic Design and minoring in Art History. She is a typography and web design enthusiast to the core who strives to marry the love of web and graphic design by finding a harmonious balance between functionality and aesthetics. A minimalist designer at heart and an idea driven conceptualist who finds excitement in creative and clever problem solving solutions. Leslie is a Chicago native, part-time tea aficionado, lover of all things DIY, food fiend, animal hugger, yogi and day dreamer. She enjoys the quiet life, designing, crafting, spending time with her crazy dogs, frolicking with family and discovering new restaurants with her boyfriend. Her specialties are in web design, lettering, packaging, and brand identity design. She is always down for new creative adventures. Leslie is available for freelance work, collaborations, questions and adventuring. Come find her at www.LesliePresto.com or say hello at hello@ lesliepresto.com.

He was born in the city of Kaunas, in Lithuania on March 19th in the year 1990. In the year 1999 He and his family moved to the U.S.A. He grew up liking music, drawing, sports, and outdoor activities. In the year 2009 He graduated from Carl Sandburg High School. He then made the decision to pursue a career in the art and design field. He wanted to become a graphic designer. He is currently enrolled in Columbia College Chicago Graphic Design program. The best schools for art and design. He is really interested in creating advertisements. He is also very interested in seeing how close can his audience read the message he is trying to portray through his visual designs. We could not find his phone number but we did find his Email if anyone is trying to reach him its Laurynas_3@hotmail.com

Joel Dykema is a Graphic Designer and all-around creative hailing from the mid- western paradise known as Chicago, Illinois. He is currently finishing his Bachelor’s Degree at Columbia College Chicago and will be taking on the world of design as soon as December 9th, 2013. Joel’s greatest fortes are branding, packaging, advertising, and tasteful use of the Oxford Comma. Joel has been freelancing as a graphic designer in the Chicago-land area for the past 3 years and looks to expand his career as an in-house designer or as part of a firm in the near future. Joel is 24 years old and his favorite pass- times are spending time with family and friends, playing the guitar, searching antique stores for old letter sorts, camping, and watching the Indianapolis Colts cruise to victory. Joel is a passionate individual with a desire to achieve excellence in any endeavor ranging from corporate logo design to foosball.

Fatema Cutlerywala is a senior at Columbia and would be graduating in May of 2014 with a BFA in Graphic Design. She is extremely passionate about design and intends to go for a MFA in Branding and Identity. She has also started her own graphic design business as Fatema Designs and her goal is to achieve outstanding design success through innovative strategy. Her belief is that great design can have a direct positive effect on the client’s business and their achievement. She is also currently interning at the Blue Pearl Consulting firm as a Graphic Designer. For fun she loves to paint, read and travel around the world. Her dream is to travel all the continents and to have the worlds largest shoe collection

Donald Wu was born and raised in Chicago. During his time in Columbia College of Chicago, he was pursuing a BFA in graphic design. This was after spending 3 years studying in the science field at the University of Illinois at Chicago and a semester at two different community colleges. Despite the trial and tribulation of going through a drastic transition from the science world into the art world, through the test of time, Donald finally realizes the potential to his creativity and developed a passion for art. Big picture minded, and always striving to improve himself, Donald has the desire to help steer society into a positive direction, whether through his art, or his everyday actions. When Donald is not staring at a computer screen, he engages in other pursuits, such as making music, riding his bike, and photography.

The young lady Elizabeth Aguirre graduated from Proviso Math and Science Academy in Forest Park. When it came to choosing majors, she was not one hundred percent sure what direction to take so she decided to start studying at Illinois State University. It was a great school and an amazing experience for Elizabeth but it was not the school for her. In Spring of 2013, she transferred to Columbia and decided to major in Graphic Design and minor in Marketing. She always had a passion for Art and Design and enjoys learning more and more every day from her professors and peers. She hopes to get a job in a creative Marketing department so that she can live off of doing what she loves and enjoys.

Born in 1989 and raised in the Chiago land area, Derek Green is committed to hard work, education and a career in the graphic design industry. After completing an associates program at Harper College in Palatine, Illinois Derek relocated to Lincoln Park, Chicago. He enrolled in Columbia College Chicago’s graphic design program in the fall of 2011. He is an extremely motivated designer, punctual and sociable. When Derek isn’t attending classes or perusing his dreams he spends his time working full time as a fine dining server, going toto concerts and building relationships with trusted friends.

Myrene Gallardo was born and raised in the suburbs outside of Chicago. Before attending Columbia College Chicago, Myrene attended Oakton Community College to fulfill her basic studies. She now continues on as a senior and majors in Graphic Design. She discovered and fell in love with the concept of branding identities and packaging design. She will graduate in the Spring of 2014 with a B.F.A. Myrene enjoys the beauty of autumn weather and drinking coffee, and cuddling in bed while watching television shows on Netflix. Her inspirations come from fashion. color palettes, photography, and festive food. In her spare time, Myrene enjoys cooking, listening to music, and having wine/beer tasting parties with friends. Myrene hopes to work at a designing firm or a magazine company after graduating.

Alison Tomich is from the boonies of a small Northwest Indiana town. No seriously, her school was even Boone Grove High School. Currently she resides on the Southside of Chicago in Hyde Park. At a young age she enjoyed writing, illustrating books, winning the color-by-number contest each week in kindergarten, and dancing her smelly little toes off. She was always very involved in the arts. For the longest time she knew she was going to be a crime scene investigator. Science and math were obviously her thing...right? It wasn’t until she created her high school’s first ever monthly newspaper, The Howl, that she realized her true passion was designing page layouts and graphics on the computer. Since then she has pursued an education that would take her beyond the imaginable. Her pen tool skills and typeface identification will surely be appreciated when she enters the career world. Tomich is a bit of an anthropologist, serving twice in Ethiopia, Africa she taught AIDS prevention and English as a Second Language. She loves to travel and explore new places, which she hopes to continue when she graduates with her BFA from Columbia College Chicago May of 2014. Einxel Reyes is an illustrator and designer based in Chicago, Illinois. He explores and expresses his ideas through various medias from web to print. In his spare time, he loves to take photographs, go to concerts, and make zines. His design heroes are Debra Kayes, Guy Villa, Duncan Mackenzie, Renee Passmore, and Craig Jobson. His main obsessions include 90s Bulls memorabilia, X-men action figures, and barbeque craftsmanship. If he could compare his life to anything; it would be the scene where Robin Williams figures out how he can see food again and realizes he forgot what it was like to be a lost boy.

Denora Daujatas was born March 22, 1991 in the south suburbs of Chicago. She has always enjoyed art, and made sure it was a part of her education throughout her life. It wasn’t until high school that Denora discovered the field of graphic arts. From then on it became her channel to the art world. Her inspiration comes from friends, family, and the life within the city of Chicago. Denora is now a senior at Columbia College Chicago. She will be graduating in the spring of 2014, starting off her career into the design world.

authors Kristina Kelliher is majoring in Graphic Design at Columbia College Chicago. She is a senior and is aiming to graduate Fall 2013. She has always had a deep passion for art ever since she was little. She enjoyed taking many art classes in Lincoln-Way high school and in Joliet Junior College before transferring to Columbia. She also very much loved the science courses she took and almost transferred to Lewis University in Romeoville for Nursing, but decided against it. Her biggest inspirations are Tim Burton, Walt Disney, Dr. Seuss, and Craig McCracken. Her hobbies include: drawing, writing, reading comic books, playing videogames, and listening to music. One day, she hopes to live in an apartment in a city in order to steer away from her least favorite task: driving. Her biggest goal is to use her art to help others and to continue learning everything she can. She is a creative. An artist if you will.. Art, in all it’s forms is her life! She loves to paint, draw, design and craft. Overall she likes to make things. She absolutely loves live music (yet another art form), although she is no longer a musician. She would however consider herself a dancer, not professionally as she never took lessons but its a great form of creative expression and one of her favorite pass-times. She is a Graphic Design senior at Columbia College Chicago. She thinks that with her degree a lot of doors will open for her, and not just pertaining to graphic design. She has taken a lot away from my classes and the people in them. They have shaped her into the person she is today. Although she is still the quiet introvert she was when she came here, her creativity (even my mind) has only grown thanks to friends and mentors.

Andrew Starosta is a person of many qualitative talents in the field of art and design. He turned his hobby of Illustrating into a career of graphic design. Growing up with an identical twin, his artwork was always up for a brutal critique, and appreciated by his brother, Tom. Although Andrew’s talents with a pencil seemed limitless within the last years of high school, he started to dive into the digital world of graphic design. He found himself in an entry-level position of true inquiry at Columbia College where he gained a better understanding of typography, book design, photography, logo creation, and ways to improve his illustrations. While still applying these practices in the classroom, his growing skill-set landed him a graphic design position at a local sign shop, and most of his free time is spent extending his graphic design talent freelancing. Andrew Starosta’s academic years at the college are soon coming to a close. His plans are to continue free-lancing exciting assignments, to maintain an edgy level of craftsmanship, and to constantly create fun projects to an outstanding body of work. andrewLstarosta@gmail.com

Lucas Leonatti is a graphic and web designer living in the River West neighborhood of Chicago. In addition to web and graphics, Leonatti also explores the realms of photography and printmaking. He is in the process of completing his Bachelor of Fine Arts degree at Columbia College Chicago, and anticipates graduation after the fall semester of 2014. As a transplant from a small rural town, Leonatti approaches the arts from both urban and rural perspectives. His design reflects a minimalistic approach by saying a lot without the need for a high volume of supporting graphical elements or ornaments. He seeks to challenge society through his work; pushing boundaries and contesting traditional art and design. Readers wishing to view more of his work should visit www.lukeleo.net where they will find his portfolio and contact information.

Pablo Olvera was born in Guanajuato, Mexico and lived there until the age of nine. In the summer of 1999, Pablo moved to Chicago Illinois where he learned how to speak english. At a young age he quickly became interested in art and music. Originally he aspired to become a famous chef and eventually own a restaurant. During his sophmore year of highschool he was introduced to photography and it was then where he became interested in digital art. While in highschool he took a tour of Columbia College Chicago and decided to change his major and the direction of where his life was headed. A teacher of his introduced him to swiss design and minimalism and immediately became obssessed with graphic design. Some of his interests include collecting comic books and star wars memorabilia. Some of his role models include, Jonathan Hickman, Aaron James draplin, and Olly Moss.

Emily Pappas, graphic design major at Columbia College Chicago, has been drawing, writing, and designing for the majority of her life. Writing and illustrating her own stories by the age of six, she has always maintained a passion for both forms of art. In her preteen years Emily owned her own online zine, e-mailed off every week to her 200-some subscriber list on America Online. She would design a different layout for each issue, complete with reoccurring columns such as advice, frequently asked questions, and reader polls. Now, Emily continues to pursue her love of design and hopes to eventually make a career of branding and web designing for creative businesses.

Shelby Norman is an aspiring graphic designer from East Peoria, Illinois. Her love for drawing was inspired by the artistic talents of her late grandfather. This love she had for art eventually lead her to the world of design. Her other interests include fluffy cats, playing guitar, being with friends and family, and baking. After graduating from high school, she attended Illinois Central College, where she obtained an Associates degree in Art and Science. Currently, she is attending Columbia College Chicago in pursuit of a Bachelor of Fine Arts degree of Graphic Design. After graduation in the spring of 2014, she hopes to remain local and work in the city of Chicago.

Demetria Gertos is a student at Columbia College Chicago. She is getting her BFA in Graphic Design and hopes to work in the city of Chicago after graduation. She was born on March 1991 into a big, fat, Greek family and has loved art ever since. Her grandfather is a very talented artist and would teach her and her cousins how to draw. Demetria decided she wanted to pursue graphic design at the age of fourteen. Her dream job would be working for a magazine and typography is her favorite subject. Besides school, she is a cat lover and if she could own every cat in the world, she would. Demetria is also down for a good adventure and loves to explore. One of her favorite foods to eat is tacos with guacamole and chips followed by a strawberry margarita while hanging out with her friends.

Hello, Mariah Beavers is a Graphic Design Student with 4 years of experience. She is mainly a visual designer but, works well in web design, branding and identity, advertising, and typography. She is proficient in the Adobe Design Suite which includes InDesign, Illustrator, Photoshop, andDreamweaver CS5-CS6. She also designs websites which can include HTLM 5, and CSS. She also works with content managment systems such as wordpress, wix, and virb. She has completed multiple projects, which include,branding andidentity, typography, web design, advertisements, and packaging. Examples of each are shown in her portfolio at www.mariahbeavers.com. She always want to work with new people, and enjoy making the world look nicer. As web is always changing she is constantly perfecting herskills ,andsheis always learning new things. Most of her work is clean and minimalistic , user friendly, and aesthetically pleasing. She enjoys each new project as it is given, and does her best to push the boundaries on her designs.

Amanda Lancey was raised in rural Southern Illinois, anxious to experience the art and culture of a major city. She first began her college career majoring in Art History at a nearby university, an experience which greatly inspired her not only to learn about the artistic world, but also contribute to it. She yearned to create. Amanda then moved to Chicago, IL where she enrolled at Columbia College (CCC) pursing a BFA in Graphic Design. She remains in Chicago, which she now affectionatley calls home, preparing to graduate in 2014. She looks forward to joining the professional world of art and design, and as always, to keep creating. You may contact her at amandalancey.com

Print design provides a huge challenge for Jason Radford, given a large educational focus and interdisciplin- ary background in digital design work. But the Twin Cities-born writer and visual artist aimed to stretch his own boundaries of expertise while providing something viewers have never seen before in this zine. When not filling psychedelic spread templates with images and text, Jason works as a music columnist and hula hoops while watching censored celebrity sex tapes in his bedroom.

Brianna Bailey was born June 8th 1992 in Chicago, IL. She has always shown an interest in art and excelled in her art classes throughout elementary school. Brianna began to teach herself adobe photoshop in summer 2006 and proceeded to teach herself throughout her high school career. She then became a freelance graphic designer her sophomore year. Thanks to social media she was able to have her designs seen by famous entertainers and later able to work with those same people. It wasn’t until her junior year in high school when she discovered she could pursue a career in graphic design and was recommended by a friend to attend Columbia College Chicago. Brianna is currently a Junior Graphic Design major at Columbia College Chicago and remains a freelance designer for entertainers and local artists in Chicago.

Zine Columbia - Fall 2012

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