2022 – 23 Plum Art Magazine

by Bella Rannigan

Adventure by Brooks Clarke

Untitled by Cortez Anderson

UnderglazedTeapot

Reminiscent

by Sophie Waller

GuiltyConscience

by Skylar Kuyk

LightBox

by Qiming Fu

Final Jaunt

by Gus Wise

taleofamirrorball–izzysanok

I spin and ponder my brokenness, limitless pixels and fragments of light ping off of my surface. You interpret me as a glowing machine which provides You with vitality at parties.

But, if You dug underneath

You’d already know the obscenities lurking beneath and beyond the broken sheaths of glass through the chasms of prickly false artlies a heart. a soul, encapsulated in coal and never whole.

i’m pretty for Your eyes: a mass disguise that alters Your sense of reality in order to provide a fanciful feeling: neutrality to a life flled to brim with endless whims and tries at a fulflling existence: monotonous persistence.

over and over and over

i must revolve.

For You, not me, i circumvolve.

my path of glimmer touching every soul about. But, can You take into account the pain I faced so You can experience Your dreams, achievements, deliriums?

You can witness the maliciousness i took unto myself To shine,

To highlight Your divine lifeNot mine.

Textured Pot

by Mo Johnson

Honeypot by Sabrina Lewis

Parked Car by Taylor Borches

LightPainting

by Grace Greer

Untitled—QimingFu

The air smells foul from letdowns

Declarations of love costumes for resentment

Nobody told me one could become sick

From wading in disappointment

Lonely

by Sumner Solomon

ASmidgeofBlue

by Qiming Fu

Poem 1 of 4 – Zunka’s Hum12

you foat over my tears in the paper boats

you fy past my dimples in ignorant planes

So that my camera could see It sees all that I can see. The blur of life all the way to the clear image.

Do you see what I see?

Its like brown bear or a christmas

song

like an eggplant in the wind

Clumsy and purple

tripping and blue

trippin’ by futurebirds is a great song

thank god for music holy shit man

nothing hits

harder than kendrick lamar in church

Be humble, sit down

Just tilt your chin, look up at me

“Shattered”

Photo Series by Cici Yu

Poem 2 of 4 – Zunka’s Hum12

I wonder how far away a boat could take me.

Could it take me to a better place?

I remain stagnant

On my big tractor we can go slow or we can go faster adjusting to the speed of life although, I like speeding in cars

fashing lights down the highway

A marching parade of automobiles

buzzing sound of steam engines... kind of like a bee, but we don’t talk about the enemy

I HATE BEES!!

I’ve heard pork is for lunch today

I love pomeranians

I also love pretzels

background: Daffodils

by Emma Finley-Gillis

Poem 3 of 4 – Zunka’s Hum12

I hate bees. their eratic fights are impossible to track No one knowns where the plane is going Its going to be abducted by aliens

The crop circles will start zig-zagging (the cows will get hungry)

The helicopter of pesticides threatens overhead

Poison no more, I’m already dead

Speak my words, I’m already said They aren’t mine, but the poets’ of the past

Who slowly share

Sharing is care for sure

Until Destruction is no more

The war has ceased

Thousands of corpses in the trenches

We should talk about bees again

Underfoot by Eva Hightower

Dream by Jack Mullins

Untitled by Evan Lustig

Keychains by Dana Lahmann

CollageJam

by Jack Mullins

Ceramic Milk Carton

by Lilly Sopata

A Man at Work

by Carter Kelly

MoonSong by Sasha Rinkevich (A Year) by Moon

Untitled Vessel by Fern Ambrose

Untitled by Jamez Johnson

moon, star, leaves

by Sasha Rinkevich

guitar by Izzy Sanok

by Rose Ryan-Byrne

green vase

DesertKeychain

by Dana Lahmann

glowingstarlantern

by Sasha Rinkevich

lavender block-board

by Bella Rannigan

by Anni Chen

“guesssomeonelostthese”

Outcroppings–BjornIsaacson

Jagged faces, bleeding chrome

Turning gold beneath the watchful eye of a melting star

How dazzling still after all these millennia

Such simple things overlooked by most Layers carefully set, exposed by eruption not one for mornings, at which icy teeth are snarled

idk(Igotbored)

by River Schleifer

gardenson by Sasha

ongrounds

Rinkevich

Tunnels

by Luke Finley-Gillis

lawn mower

by Josie Shields

analliterativetrainofthought –izzysanok–

rambunctious riders of giggling gaggles glint at the shattered glass -no plasticfalseness protecting and barricading brokenness from jubilance.

I am not invalid, this world

We coexist in is.

remnants of riddles discovered beneath unbalanced bounties -scraps of ideas crumpled into non-sensical miscellaneousnessrelics of residual selfessness ignored.

I am not invalid, this world

We coexist in is.

by Gus Wise

Acidrap by Anonymous

“Sometimes the truth don’t rhyme, sometime the lies get millions of views.” - Chance the Rapper

ClayHead by Des

Boxed Out by Carson Croll

ELEVATE by Brooks Clarke

by

“can I submit this BaymaxtoPLUM?”

Skyler Kuyk

OpenMic

by Emma Finley-Gillis

MicNight

Finley-Gillis

Umbrella by Grace Greer

Blue Vase

Untitled by Clare Antesberger

by Mo Johnson

Untitled by Wilsie Pate

Doomsday by Adam Li

“CompeteAwayLovingly, MyPeople”

by Joey Quags

Totoro Bowl

by Sasha Rinkevich

GalaxyofLilypads

by Sasha Rinkevich

Poem 4 of 4 – Zunka’s Hum12

Spring-like calmness

The trees sing with the wind

Times Born of the earth itself like a distant humming from within like a echo whispering from my back. it says the same thing as me

the clock continues to tick round and round

The only thing without end: gears spin until rusted, but time continues Time continues in a spiral I’m spiraling out of control

I tried counting out the bricks covered in ivy

I glared at the cobblestones beneath me Nantucket Streets where I frst learned to tango and I few

Forest Box

by Alex Lane

Ceramic Mondrian by Wes Martin

Untitled by Jerry Huang

*sipstea* by Cici Yu

Breezy

by Emma Finley-Gillis

Snail Vase

GalaxyBowl

by Sasha Rinkevich

by Sasha Rinkevich

worm by JD & EFG

beingnottobe–izzysanok

ceaseless waves of cackles quake, tectonic movement of our masses begin to break an unbalanced, woven, iron table.

lounging in an amphitheater of food, I contemplate a fable: the terrifyingly surrealness of its emptiness, I sense various essences of good -Mediocre-nesslurking in my periphery: sequences inordinately engrossed in erroneous twinklings.

I sit, giggle, and inspect all beings in my circumference, unable to overcome this yearning to just be able to be.

Being, to be, is, are, was, were, All never me. entangled in webs encompassing my cell block mind, where being shall never pass through, an unwanted shrine of Neuronic corridors forever vacant… I cannot explain it.

however, once or twice a millennium, it snatches me, sending my soul on a complex catastrophe, a journey far far away from here. entirely enraptured in its mesmerizing glory i attain no thought and sustain no stories: words and movement dissipate into incongruous static of unfathomable fate.

Here, a place once fourishing with vivacity, reaches it breaking point with incessant abnormalities, now echoes with defance: Why am I like this?

its location: unknown. whispers of home unbreachable. halls and bookshelves stacked upon levels of unachievable excellence.

What can I do to suppress this, When I can’t dare to arrest these feelings of unseen.

Being lives not in my existence. it swerves, jetting across a far distance, But never arriving in my body: my nation. Some call it derealization, Spacy, Dizzy, Or out of it.

But I call it being not to be: complexities unbleached. Incomprehensible pathways all unable to be reached.

It is all being not to be.

background:

pov-readingWhitmanat3am

by Taylor Borches

starstruck

by Emma Finley-Gillis

letters for friends

by Sasha Rinkevich

Flames

by Olivia Tennery

Untitled by Callan Baker

by Grace Greer

FlowerMug

by Ivy Lyman

Green Door

by Sasha Rinkevich

Spongebob

by Salwa Saeed

Architecture:

-Inspiration

-SketchUp

- Final Model

- Plans by Lily Zhang

Process Video

ToLiveinaHauntedHouse—QimingFu

Because a haunted shelter is better than none

Because terrifying company is better than alone

Because a fractured home is better than homeless

Have you seen the housing prices these days?

Purpose

by Gus Wise

Face #1 by Grace Greer

She was once beloved by Qiming

Fu

Untitled by Hayley Chisholm

Cloud by Gus Wise

Look at Me

by Emma Finley-Gillis

Mushroom by Wilsie Pate

Dear Readers,

We are so glad to present to you yet another Volume of PLUM : the St. Anne’s Belfeld Arts and Literary Magazine. Brought to you by BanterPublications,PLUM is the product of countless hours of work by our student artists, our staff, and the entire B.P. team. This Volume contains more than 100 pieces of truly spectacular work which we are honored to publish.

After three years, this is the fnal Volume which our Seniors at PLUM – EmmaFinley-Gillis and QimingFu – will have the privilege of working on. The publication will continue in the hands of a new team of seniors, juniors, and sophomores this fall!

We hope you continue to support the arts within our school, and PLUM, in the years to come.

the folx at Yours,