A NOTE FROM THE creative director

A LETTER from the

My fourth and final issue of Strike Magazine has arrived, Issue 13. Tabitha and I were super excited to create our issue around the theme “13.” We know there are varying opinions over the number “13,” with some it may be their favorite number and others try their best to avoid it. We knew our staff would be able to come up with creative concepts and really bring out their unique perspectives around the number “13.”

I’d like to thank my talented and hardworking Shoots Team for coming up with and executing ten extraordinary shoots. I’m so fortunate I was able to lead such a creative group of people. Thank you to all the directors of Strike Magazine for your support, organization, and hard work to help put this issue together. You all are so talented and I’m so happy I was able to work and learn from you all.

To Tabitha, thank you for being the best Editor in Chief Strike Magazine could ask for. The impact you will leave on Strike Magazine is unforgettable. Thank you for giving me the opportunity to lead alongside you for the past two incredible issues. I have learned so much from you and you’ve helped me grow more confident. I wish you the best and I know you will achieve everything you will put your mind to.

I will miss Strike Magazine greatly, the experience I’ve had while being a part of this publication has been unforgettable. I am forever grateful to have met and worked with such an amazing and talented group of people. I appreciate every single person who I’ve worked with throughout these past two years and I wish you all success in your future endeavors. Special shoutout to my parents, Anna, Rene, and Matt for being my number one supporters and inspiring me everyday. Thank you Strike Magazine for helping me become more confident, express my creativity, and to further recognize my love for directing and photography.

For the last time, Strike Out,

Your Creative Director

Abby Marcil

TODAY is the day I’ve had circled on my calendar for months: Friday, October 13th. I awoke with the sunrise, excitement coursing through my veins. As I found myself face-to-face with my reflection in the mirror, a strange feeling overcame me, one that left me feeling as though my skin was more of a canvas than an extension of my body. It felt surreal and oddly comforting. I hated my bare skin. There was nothing unique to it. Sure, there was a blemish here, a scar there, but I couldn’t help feeling an overwhelming lack of individuality. I didn’t feel like my own person. My parents never understood my mindset. They would always say the same things, “Why would you want to tarnish the body God gave you?”, “You know tattoos are a sin, right?”, or my personal favorite, “You’ll never get a job once you get a tattoo.” I would always leave the conversation feeling outraged as if I lacked any control over my life. That would all change after today. Today, I am putting my foot down, and I will no longer allow myself to be constrained by my parent’s beliefs. And what better day to do so than Friday the 13th?

Shoot Staffers: Jaime Schmidt, Rose Jackson, Lexi Kreimeier, Marriana Gutierrez, Isabella Dabage

Beauty: Addison Nance