Our idea is giving your emotions, desires, and blood to others yet in return you lose yourself to the lust and to drugs. In our process we also thought about the movie Bones and All and even Vampire Dairies in the way they romanticize cannibalism.

Painted corduroy pants inspired by vintage 1920s Senior Cords I made these pants, inspired by the holy grail of vintage: Senior Cords. Basically, there was a trend in Indiana around the 1920s where high school seniors would paint on their corduroy pants. They included imagery of school mascots, club logos, or anything symbolic of their interests and time in school. I wanted a pair, but they are such a rare and pricy find, plus the iconography wouldn’t be meaningful to me. The

**"The Other" Is a philosophical undertaking of the abject/horror, sitting with discomfort. film photography on fiber paper** “The Other” is a collection of black and white prints on fiber paper. This project explores a figure meant to embody “the creature” or “the other,” deliberately confusing the viewer’s sense of what is real versus abject. There is no clear understanding of who or what the creature is. I intended to create an atmosphere of unease, to invoke fear while as

**This summer, I worked on creating what I have been calling "Antler Bags". They are up-cycled bags that I have used a small, shed, deer antler to create a handle. It fits nicely over the shoulder because of the curve. Since sharing them, I have been able to create them for friends and clients.** The push in raw, natural materials in fashion has been clear in the past few seasons. Fur is back - if you’re really on the rapid trend cycle, you’ve put down the city bag and picked

**Relationships are universal—and hard. Giving yourself to someone and getting little back is both simple and complicated. In any bond, even sexual ones, there’s an exchange: fluids, energy, trust. Sometimes people give too much, too little, or don’t want to give or receive at all. Dating today feels harder than ever. Nonchalance is “cool,” approaching people feels awkward, and hookup culture—especially in queer spaces—often leads to catching feelings that go nowhere. The lin

**This is a photography project I creative directed and shot that is very personal to me and my journey with my art. It's called "who do you do it for?"** Who do you do it for? I misspelled fulfillment. When I noticed this, I panicked. I beat myself up and deleted it without question. As you can see, the carelessness made it back into my project. Immediately after deleting the photo, I regretted the decision because it went against everything that these photos stood for to me

Bars of Steel talks toxic masculinity, creative expression and finding community in foreign environments. “[Growing up in Philly] I was happy. My dad worked a lot, my mom worked, and I had a little brother who was 5 years younger than me. I had friends on the block, friends in the hood, friends that came from nice circumstances and bad circumstances. . . I learned a lot. It taught me who to trust, who not to trust. That put me into a certain mentality that I had to get out o

Bringing Back Glamor to the Everyday Sometimes, the cold weather, early sunsets and long winter work days make it hard to feel like dressing up. Still, a residing warmth emanates from layering clothing, providing almost a ceremony for dressing. This ceremoniousness helps cap an evening in style and memory. The commodification of fashion and the global deference to fast casual life have often done away with the formal or intricate customs of decades past. Whether through cloth

Chani Danforth and Jada Corona are the perfect example of twin flames. Despite their differing identities and life experiences, the pair find deep connection through creative expression. After spending time this summer with Chani and Jada it became clear that their lives were meant to be entwined. From meeting at a hospital kitchen in Sauk City, to moving to Madison together and now Las Vegas, Chani and Jada continue to take on the world while skating in sync. Mara: You are

A look into the life and creative process of Fashion Design major Ian Vailliencourt. Producer, micro-influencer and upcoming fashion designer Ian Vailliencourt is best known for his unequivocal personal style, uninhibited personality and contemporary streetwear designs. The fourth year student is currently studying Textiles and Fashion Design in the School of Human Ecology with an apparel focus. With designs influenced by his interests in rap music, archive fashion and the wo

I‘ve always known I wanted to work in the fashion industry, even if there wasn’t room for me. I planned to force myself in like too-small shirts and tight jeans. I thought that navigating the notoriously distasteful community would be easy because, growing up, I was never blinded by the glitz of red carpets and runways, but rather forced to find the sparkle in second hand sequins. When I came to college for legal studies, I quickly decided that overworking myself by studying

Joe Urban is a 22-year-old designer, producer, and entrepreneur from Shorewood, Wisconsin. Signed to his own label 1420b (@1420bmedia), Urban releases experimental hip-hop as a soloist. He is one half of the producer duo People, alongside his good friend and business partner Ethan Wendt. People has produced for artist such as Ayooli, Run Along Forever, Lavish Liam, varnish414 and Maz G. In 2022, the pair opened Niche Exhibit, a retail space offering "garments and collectible

This collection collages a whirlwind of emotions from the last two years. Individual pieces focus on the lingering effects of the pandemic, the inherent existential dread of senior year, and the expectations of identity within my experience as a biracial queer person. Bouncing between apathy and animosity, the constant across each work is isolation. I felt disconnected from my friends, family, and myself. Understanding the relationship between my rage, embarrassment, and sham

Artificial intelligence has seemingly appeared from nowhere, and is now capable of creating entirely unique imagery in a matter of seconds based on just about any prompt. This groundbreaking convenience opens the door to a vast series of issues; the largest being- what will happen to artists, architects, designers, marketing agents and virtually any worker who creates for a living, if employers decide to utilize a computer program over a paid worker. While this would obviousl

A photo essay with commentary by Daniel Seitz. Photography by Sidney Petersen, assisted by Ella Noack. Modeled by Emma Yutong. Makeup by Mara Hansen. Layout by Thalia Powell. Uncomfortable textures, poking tags, and itchy materials cause us to feel suffocated in the clothes we put on our body. While one texture may not be bothersome to one person, it can feel all-consuming to others- especially those with sensory issues, sensitive skin, adhd, autism. In my family, many stru

Ambient lighting cut by laser beams. Scanning a mirage of strangers, blurred vision brought to focus by the sight of someone you know. Brushed shoulders, rosy cheeks, standing jammed in the corner of a sweaty room. The DJ plays a “hands in the air kind” of song but you can’t move enough to lift your arms. Grief for the tranquility you had before entering the room is shortened by inescapable reminders of the present moment. We wonder why we come here. Yet we return here. We ad

How opulence leads of overconsumption. By Zack Zens “The party rages on.” says one socialite to another. “Yes,” the other replies, “but I can’t help but feel something is different” Art is known to reflect the socio-political climate of the time it was made. We see this in fashion today. Ready-to-wear collections seem to have a confused and unsure visual journey, perhaps reflecting the sentiments of those who design them. As vast corporate consolidation efforts continue amon

once, when i was young, the eyes of a friend shocked open when i explained, i’m like a girl trapped in a boy’s body. yesterday, my fingers held my hair in a bun so my mirror showed me my mother, for only a moment, until i let it back down above my bare shoulders. tonight, i’m brushing my teeth on the bathroom floor because i don’t like what my eyes can see. tomorrow, i’ll watch the denim skirt that made my grandmother’s eyes jump drop from my hips to my feet and fold back i

sunday, november 05, 2023, 11:15 pm i look at myself, through my eyes, and can only see what others see; i see an object; i see a numerical grade; i see a bill needing to be paid; i see likes and follows; i see to do lists; i see a clone apart of an institution; i see medications taken; and i see an invalid thought; i feel that people’s perceptions of me are burned into my skin, everytime i pick at my skin or look into my iphone camera; where i can’t escape anyone’s eye line,