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Mourning the Loss of Innocence
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Seascape Escape
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Life Drawing
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Les Miserable
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French Girl
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Yoked
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Panic at the Disco
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Timothy Bahr
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Dominatrix
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Erica Pi単a
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Beet
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Pictograph Mugs
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Chevy Illustration
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Stalks
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Volleyball Acheivement
Rachel Kelly
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Ugandan Worker
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Fruit Poster
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Snow White and the Fox
Mallory Schenach
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The Corpse
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Shellsea
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Boy
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SCSO
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Count of Monte Cristo's...
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Clockwork
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Bloody Mess
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Den of Shadows Series
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The Blueprint of Type
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The Paramour at Rest
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OH!
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Torn Apart
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Divergent Series
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Robber
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Lancer Evolution
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Mumford & Sons
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Old Favors are Soon Forgotten
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Diverge Apparel Packaging
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Mallory Schenach
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Katrina Smith
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Rachel Kelly
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Broken Guitar
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Music
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Not by Fire but by Ice
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Porcelain (Touch)
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An Observation
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"For Sara..."
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Matthew Dillon
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Let the Games Begin!
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Alyssa M. Bessey
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Mokkyung Gayageum
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Daniel McCreight
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Montana Ale Works
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Christmas in the City
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Dollhouse
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Hunt for Infrared October
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Enveloped by a Passion
Margaret Knapp
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Sugar and Spice
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Yellowstone Norris Springs
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Hootie
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FrankenApple
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Noir Red
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Silverware
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The Yellow Brick Wall
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Weathered
William Austin
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A New Life to Start
Terah Hahn
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The Bridgers From Montana
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Imagination
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Sticks and Stones
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Tempest
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Burning Out
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What Lies Ahead
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A Day in the Library
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Oscar Rules the Roost
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Behind the Mask
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Caf辿
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Shipping Light
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Shadows
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Anya Film Noir
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Shane
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Kyle Jam Sessions
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Reflection
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A Yellowstone Morning
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Return to Port
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Lighting the Way
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Rusty Blue
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Fade Away
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Whisper in the Shadows
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End of the World
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Garliason
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Russell James Margaret Knapp
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Jessica Goodwin
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Layna Hendrich
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§Shellsea § Tatiana Shryock Clay
§Burning § Out Russell James Photography
§Boy § Rebecca Harrington Book Cover
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§Broken § Guitar Jenna S. Wise Poetry
§What § Lies Ahead Margaret Knapp Photography
His worn old hands gracefully touch at the broken guitar It had been with him for years and had gone through many things Together they had experience love, loss, and the small things He found the guitar by pure chance It had been discarded Its strings twisted and snapped Its body dulled and broken down But that’s not what he had seen He had seen the fine wood finish The hand designed textures The story it held within its frame He remembered the day he first took it into his hands It fit like it had been made specifically for him Some told him to find a better guitar But he scoffed at their ignorance For you see to him there was no better guitar The song he strung out was the one that lived in his heart Oh for how long he had waited to find this guitar He couldn’t dream of what his life would be like If he hadn’t picked it up that day Gently his worn hands run over the aged guitar Nobody will ever understand their story But that’s what made it so beautiful Together they had experienced life Together they had triumphed the dark times This guitar was his friend and love Always there by his side He gently laid it down on the comforter of his bed And laid down next to it He gently laid his hand on its wooden body The feeling comforting and familiar The music they had created would carry into the generations He smiled as his eyes twinkled As his mind took him down the memories this beautifully crafted piece held He sighed and let a small tear fall It was not of pain but the only way he could express his love and joy continued to page 9
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§SCSO § Rebecca Harrington Digital Illustration
This guitar had saved his life And he wished he could have done more to fix it But he couldn’t fathom why he would fix something he didn’t think was truly broken Perhaps to others But he was just as broken It had been a perfect match He closed his eyes Hearing the guitar’s song one last time And he found it to be the most beautiful sound Slowly his eyes closed And his hand clasped his old broken guitar And as his tired body let go of this world The guitar seemed to die with him He said he wished to be cremated And to make sure that his guitar went with him For he couldn’t bear to live without it And so on that warm summer day His children released the ashes Of their father And his favorite guitar And as the warm wind picked up They all swore they could hear his uplifting laughter As the song they had all grown accustomed to hearing Began playing in the area that surrounded them They all smiled at each other Grateful for the lesson That had been taught to them by their father And that beautiful broken guitar They learned that just because something was broken Didn’t make it any less of value In fact it gave it a personality And a beauty most couldn’t see But he had seen it in that guitar And all his life carried it along It wasn’t always easy, sometimes he had grown frustrated But no matter what kept the guitar close Others couldn’t fathom But they understood The story between their father And his broken guitar.
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§A § Day at the Library Cassie Winter Photography
§Count § of Monte Cristo's Insanity Brooke Cardoza Illustrator
§Oscar § Rules the Roost Jessica Goodwin Photography
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§Clockwork § Timothy Bahr Illustration
§Bloody § Mess Brooke Cardoza Plaster, feathers, paint, and wire
§Den § of Shadows Series Rachel Kelly Book Cover
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§Behind § the Mask Russell James Photography
§Café § William Austin Photography
§The § Blueprint of Type Timothy Bahr Typography
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§Shipping § Light William Austin Photography
§The § Paramour at Rest Erica Piña Chalk Pastel
§OH! § Katrina Smith Oil
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§Anya § Film Noir Daniel McCreight Photography
§Shane § Karly Thomas Photography
§Shadows § Marsha Stewart Photography
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§Music § Jenna S. Wise Poetry I feel it Pulsing and moving The rhythm It penetrates deep into the black Forcing You To see The darker pieces Of you Of me Of Humanity. It ignites something A passion A desire A taste that can’t be shaken We let it claim us Consume us And We Cherish it It supports us When no man can do it We depend on it for strength To understand the Rawness of it Of our emotions The good and bad The black and white The colors left unseen. Haunting melodies Lyrics that leave kisses against the skin.
It saves us Without knowledge Just what it does Without it This world would grow dark Be swallowed by a chasm of sorrow It speaks the words Our hearts can’t bear to say Feel it with me? Won’t you? This poison that saves. That draws us in… With a Siren’s call But instead of drowning us within a death It drowns us into a safety net. Into a world safe From any outside intrusions Each of us hear it differently Feel it differently Define it differently But we all love it We all need it It is different But then so are we That’s why it fits It changes And Grows. To always meet the pulse of our hearts. To remind us we are never alone
§Kyle § Jam Session Daniel McCreight Photography We get lost in her silky waves In the hypnotic trance of her movement She wraps around each of us And we all are held captive here But none of us complain It’s something we have come to admire and to crave That is the power she has over everyone A super hero who listens and cares Without truly speaking words to us Her pulse
Tempo Rhythm Beats And coveted melodies Without her we would be lost Estranged In this bleak abyss She is Music.
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§Reflection § Russell James Photography
§Torn § Apart Ana Baird Acrylic on Bristol Board
§Divergent § Series Mallory Schenach Book Cover
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§Return § to Port William Austin Photography
§A § Yellowstone Morning Cassie Winter Photography
§Robber § Dani Turner Watercolor
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§Rusty § Blue William Austin Photography
§Lancer § Evolution Rachel Kelly Digital Illustration
§Lighting § the Way Layna Hendrich Photography
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§Not § by Fire but by Ice Jenna S. Wise Poetry
§Fade § Away Terah Hahn Photography
The bitter taste of snow… The cold air infiltrating my nose… Smothering warmth I had grown accustomed to… Is this life… After dancing with desire? I expected to be burned… After tangoing with lust… To be destroyed after desiring… But to be stuck… In this frozen world… Watching the snowflakes drift by… Would I change the path that led me here…? To avoid such a sinful nature…? Or would I again blunder like a fool… Into the dark awaiting abyss… And fall into a madness… That has left me here… In this winter land… As the cold overtakes my soul… I expected to perish by fire… But instead of a flaming temptress… I'm greeted by an ice cold goddess…
Her long pale fingers extended out to me… To see her pale blue eyes explore my soul… This is not my end… I pleaded with her… But instead she holds my hands… Pulling me into an intricate dance… Matching the flurry of the snowflakes… That spin around us… I dreamt of a fiery temptress who in the end… Would burn with me in desire… But now I lay… With my ice cold goddess… As our vision clouds… By painted wings… The memories of things… Of yesterday, tomorrow, and today… Here in the frozen abyss we lay… As the warm sleepiness takes over...
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§Mumford § & Sons Rebecca Harrington Digital Illustration
§End § of the World Cassie Winter Photography
§Whisper § in the Shadows Russell James Photography
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Creativity and imagination are symbiotic traits that represent the ability and quality to create something from thoughts and ideas. Even though this rough outline is quite broad, to some it still might seem constricting, because when you define something you’re likely to impose limits. Creativity and imagination are only limited by the individual’s perception of how much is possible. It’s so easy for our own minds to impose limits, draw lines, and build walls letting our own subconscious throw doubt and uncertainty in the mix. A set of negative ideas created to make you afraid, apprehensive, and worst of all—apathetic. We disguise doubt in manufactured logic when we say things like "Oh, that’s impossible,” or "Hey, I don’t think that shopping cart is going to clear the creek with four people in it.” Einstein puts it perfectly, "If at first, the idea is not absurd, then there is no hope for it.” The creative process is a guaranteed fight from finish to start, but it’s also possible that nothing worthwhile has ever been done or created without time spent wading through self-doubt and uncertainty.
recruiting purposes… as a result, recruiters went out and came back with stories that it was a magnet at the recruiting tables.”
Fortunately, for 20 years now, the students and faculty at Visualize Verbalize Vocalize have been determined to make sure that the artist’s journey wasn’t in vain. Northwest College hosts the privilege of editing, designing, and publishing its very own collected works of student art, photography, writing, and music. It is because Northwest College has this population of extremely creative and talented students that we can do this every year, allowing students to achieve greater exposure for their works. Students who have their work accepted can expand portfolios, add to resumes, and most importantly, garner the experience of being valued as an artist.
For Renee Tafoya, her favorite part of this year’s process is “seeing all 20 years of publication lined up—an entire body of work.” When the work starts coming together, everyone can see it. Finally, the ideas that had been ruminating in your mind for months, has now come to fruition . “I think it’s really neat when the first couple press sheets come out”, said Morgan. For others there is no one part of the process that excites them more than the entire process itself.
It all started in 1993 with the arrival of Bill Hoagland. Hoagland was hired as an Assistant Professor of English. “The president at the time as well as the faculty and the English department were inviting me to begin a magazine,” said Hoagland. Having had the experience of starting a similar publication at Montana Northern in Havre, Hoagland was readily equipped to lead the charge on this one. “When I got there and looked around, I saw a great print shop, an incredible photography department; art department; English department.” With the help of Morgan Tyree, Assistant Professor of Graphics, and Rob Schuller and George Laughlin in the print shop, they released their first edition of Visualize Verbalize Vocalize in the spring of ’93, and the initial response was great. “The President of the school instructed the recruiters to use the magazine for
Just like all creative processes, the road to a finished and desired product is often rocky and turbulent. In any situation where competition exists between differing views of art, and different ideas of how things should be expressed, you have a guaranteed conflict. “Some years, there are some very strong personalities in the group…chemistry, cliques. Things like that have been challenging,” explained Renee Tafoya, Assistant Professor of Art and Graphic Design and adviser on the “Vizverb” team. The other thing that makes the creative process challenging is that each year, a new team of editors cycles in. “The class is a personality,” said Morgan Tyree, and each new batch of creative thinkers always bring interesting aspects to the team. Sometimes the toughest part is finding all the tiny mistakes within the details of the magazine. Ultimately, as long as we’re still human, we’ll continue to make the little mistakes—misspelled names, upside down abstract art, or wrong page numbers.
The magazine and product put out every year would be nothing without the creative types of minds that thrive and flourish at Northwest College. “Vizverb” is also made possible by the support and help from the whole campus. “It wouldn’t have succeeded, if it was just Morgan, Renee, and I,” explained Hoagland. “There are a lot of people to thank…faculty, not only in the arts, but faculty across campus. The guys in the print shop were incredible and it couldn’t have been done without 'the team.’ ” It really couldn’t have been done without the instructors of the course either: Bill Hoagland, Morgan Tyree, Renee Tafoya, and Pete Gjovik, former adviser and Assistant Professor of Graphics. It’s these people that coach us through the process and Sherpa us up the mountain. This may be a celebration of the magazine’s twentieth year of publication, but really, it’s 'hats-off’ to you, the student. For twenty years and counting, you are the ones who have refused to set limits. Here’s to you…
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§Garliaison § Matthew Dillon Photography
§Old § Favors are Soon Forgotten Dani Turner Oil
§Let § the Games Begin! Alyssa M. Bessey Photography
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§Diverge § Apparel Packaging Mallory Schenach Graphic Design
§Mourning § the Loss of Innocence Katrina Smith Oil
§Mokkyung § Gayageum Daniel McCreight Photography
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§Montana § Ale Works Nikayla Cooper Photography
§Seascape § Escape Brooke Cardoza Illustrator
§Life § Drawing Katrina Smith Conte and Charcoal
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§Porcelain § (Touch) Matthew Dillon Poetry Snow falls slowly in time, Like comets frozen in space, like Water, cold on the shortest day of the year, Whispers to me, telling me to keep on loving you, Never give up on you Like the hairy end to a November. Like starting with a bare naked face On the coldest morning, But drifting into love Like pure, white flakes under a street light, Like the warmth of wine as it Spills down my gasoline throat and Fuels a flame burning like Alaska, Like Wyoming, like sinning in Salt Lake City, Like here, like there, like wherever the fuck I am. Like snow, Because it reminds me of mom and home And December and Fucking Jesus Christ and Jolly Old Saint Nick, Kickin’ back a shot of Bailey’s in their coffee – Stirred, of course, with a candy cane, Easing pain, Like history and time really are the same,
And you know you can read one and live the other, But you’ll always repeat them both If you never learn. Because if your arm tires too quickly When you raise your hand, You don’t ask enough questions. Secrets bottled in, Exposed by the simple touch of glass. A stem, a neck – But nothing like the beauty of a sprouting oak, Or the accomplishment of a new born child. Just Poison. Because nothing new isn’t destroyed. Because nothing is better than being the first one To leave your footprints in new-fallen snow. Because right now, My mind is concerned with the sole fact That I really need to take a piss.
§Christmas § in the City Nikayla Cooper Photography
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§Dollhouse § Lacosta Davis Photography
§Enveloped § by a Passion Margaret Knapp Photography
§Hunt § for Infrared October Hannah Hogan Photography
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§An § Observation Luke Tilley Poetry The shirt she wore today was maroon. Loose-fitting. Open wide, at the neck. It was off-center a bit. The curve of her skin was uninterrupted from behind her ear, Down her neck, and across her bare shoulder.
§Les § Miserable Kate Woodward Oil Painting
§French § Girl Dani Turner Charcoal
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§Yoked § Dani Turner Watercolor
§Sugar § and Spice Hannah Hogan Photography
§Panic § at the Disco Rachel Kelly Graphic Design
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§Dominatrix § Brooke Cardoza Wire
§Yellowstone § Norris Springs Layna Hendrich Photography
§Hootie § Alyssa M. Bessey Photography
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§Beet § Rebecca Harrington Graphic Design
§FrankenApple § §Pictograph § Mugs Katrina Fillerup Clay
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§“For § Sara: The Words You Need to Hear. For Me: The Words I Want to Hear. And for the Educated Medical Doctor.” Matthew Dillon Poetry
§Noir § Red Marisa Garfine Photography
I can’t wait for the day When you become more than A three-letter word. Like a hummingbird, Sipping kisses of honey-sweet nectar, Finally finds the flower it was meant for. Or wasn’t But is for the time being. Because it is tired. Tired of watching sunsets alone. Of only having the waterfall to whisper it lullabies. But in a world where everything is grey It might do good To paint the roses with his blood. As long as, As long as you dream of my sacrifice The way I dreamed of your face on my pillow Waking up to Life. Waking up to forgetting. But never forget me. Never let that rose wither. Never crucify what could have been But will never be because Life sucks. Because the only difference between Me and we Is you And time And fucking I don’t know. But I want to. I want to know that love Is not just fucking,
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That letters on a page can never replace The sound of your voice, Your hands can never feel warmth Except when they’re in mine. Like ivy. Like blood brothers on a Ten a.m. playground. Like a rose in bloom. Red. Red. Like I am you and you are me and Red And blood And read Like yesterday’s headlines. And it’s almost like you’re finally there, But what if it’s all in my head? Aging like a good merlot That does nothing But make my mind feel fuzzy, A white zin that leaves me wanting more, But always leaves me empty Like my stomach and that garbage can On Fourth and Bernard. A smile that leaves me wondering, "How did I get so lucky?” ‘Cause, fuck, You’re you and I’m me and You’re there and I’m here and Maybe that’s the problem. Maybe that’s what’s wrong with this world, Maybe it’s time and distance and love And maybe Adam’s mom didn’t hug him this morning. And maybe his dad’s an asshole. And maybe nothing can make me feel the way I do Like he needs Him and I need you, like
The way I breathe and laugh and sing and write And want. You. My muse. My talk-about-nothing-like-it-means-everything. ‘Cause it does, Like bombs and planes And nothing but the sound of a button. The buttons and the bees Typing lines of milk and honey Like they were life. Like they were life and liberty and the pursuit of Happiness Is never there when you’re not, Because happy is never Content. But it’s part of you, like Music and the crunch of a potato chip And leaving And kissing And wishing To be leaving and kissing And with you Curled up Sleeping Like a dream. Because maybe that’s all it is. Because until Y-O-U Becomes us, becomes we, Becomes four wings beating 80 times per second Together, Like one heart, My rose will be Red. Just read And forgotten.
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§The § Yellow Brick Wall Layna Hendrich Photography
§Chevy § Illustration Mallory Schenach Digital Illustation
§Silverware § Alyssa M. Bessey Photography
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§Weathered § Russell James Photography
§Volleyball § Achievement Kelly Blank Graphite
§Stalks § Tatiana Shryock Clay
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§A § New Life to Start Jordon Busking Photography
§Ugandan § Worker Katrina Smith Watercolor
§Fruit § Poster Cassie Capellen Digital Illustration
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§The § Bridgers From Montana Nikayla Cooper Auotone Photograph
§Snow § White and the Fox Erica Piña Oil on Board
§Imagination § Layna Hendrich Photography
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§The § Corpse Erica Piña Charcoal and Colored Pencil
§Sticks § and Stones Terah Hahn Photography
§Tempest § Cassie Winter Photography
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About the Magazine: Visualize Verbalize Vocalize goes from zero to finished in one semester. During the process of making the school’s magazine, Visualize Verbalize Vocalize, it’s easy at first as we send submission forms to the students who are hoping to be published. After the submission deadline, the staff members go through a voting process to see which images, literature and music are to be published—which is the hardest part of putting the magazine together. A team of writers, journalists, and graphic designers collaborate on the design, editing, photo correction, and layout using the Adobe Creative Suite of software. Visualize Verbalize Vocalize is printed on a 1972 Heidelberg SORD single-color offset printing press on the campus of Northwest College. The press has over 66 million impressions to date.
The Staff
Tim Bahr n Mallory Schenach n Lyndsey Hopkin n Dylan Miller n Emily Conway n Jessica Keller n Rachel Kelly n Terah Hahn n Sky Morton n Doug Robson n Travis Gruel n Erica Pina n Jeff Victor n Zach Larson n William Austin n Morgan Tyree (Adviser) n Renee Tafoya (Adviser)
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