Sometimes, all you can manage to say is "wow."
April 11, 2020
April 5, 2020
Postcards from: Bavaria (Munich, Oberammergau, Regensburg)
There's too many good things to say about Germany. You'll find high-speed, efficient technology everywhere you look, wind turbines that line the autobahns, people who are kind and meticulously organized, and plenty of excuses for kuchen und kaffee. The dark times underlying Germany's history aren't forgotten, either. In fact, reminders are ubiquitous - inscribed on cobblestones, raised in conversations with the gravity of regret and a grassroots determination for change.
Bavaria marked my third time stepping foot on German soil, but this was my first visit to the south. Here, the pace of life felt more relaxed. German pride manifested in bold oompah music, artisan goods at the market, lederhosen, really good ice cream, and bier, of course. Of all the "German things" we previously tried, there was, and still is, more to discover.
March 18, 2020
Faith for the Vision
Of all the memories I've left campus with, many of them include the relentless treks up to class. Can you imagine
February 27, 2020
Postcards from: Prague
It all happened so fast that nothing felt real - for any of us.
It was Wilson's 20th birthday and a flash flood was threatening to delay our flight. With a diploma in one hand and a passport in the other, I scrambled as quickly as I could from the car into JFK, shielding my camera from the pelting rain. Still steeped in disbelief that my campus on a hill officially became a chapter in my past, I found myself, twelve hours later, walking through a city as storybook-like as Tallinn with a grunge-y, rebellious edge.
February 10, 2020
Lauren
In this city, people are judged by the number of letters following their name. But not everyone subscribes to that culture. Some people have a heart shaped like a living room, inviting others to sink into a comfy couch, take their load off, and stay a while. This kind of a heart looks a lot like Lauren's, and Beantown's mighty lucky to have this wonderful human bean around.
December 22, 2019
My Year in Pictures 2019
Executive editor Dean Baquet introduces the photos:
"this collection of images is a testament to a mere fraction of the conflicts and triumphs, catastrophes and achievements and simple but poignant moments of everyday life in the past 365 days."
I was immediately drawn to the concept, the natural end-of-the-year reflection without having to explain too much. The photos say it all. While I don't dare to claim that my life is news-worthy, God brought along particularly formative moments in 2019. It began with continuing to desperately cry out to Him while living in a hurtful environment, and it's now ending in a new city, the fourth I've lived in over the past five years, the first to feel like home within two months. When culling through a year's worth of photos, I kept wondering if I should select "the best few," ones I'd submit to a club competition or ones with a consistent color theme. But that's not what 2019 looked like, and the purpose of this is not to showcase a gallery of my proudest photos.
December 16, 2019
November 2, 2019
With the Locals: The Bostonians
My fourth day here, I set out early to walk the Freedom Trail. Bill Bagley was sitting in Boston Common under a beautiful tree, reading. The first thing that struck me was how kind his voice was. The second thing that struck me was the soft spot we share for refugees and immigrants. ⠀
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Bill is a lawyer in the field of philanthropy; he was preparing to address an organization about funding nonprofit support for programs related to refugee resettlement, migration and development, and humanitarian assistance. "You know, it's just so important to help." ⠀
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I couldn't stop thinking about our life-giving conversation and looked him up when I got home. Turns out he's an adjunct professor at BC, spent time at Yale, and of his many degrees, one is from Harvard. ⠀
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The third thing that struck me was how genuine and personable he was, even taking the time to ask me, "Now if I may, let me ask you one last question - where were you before?... Oh, well it's gorges!" ⠀
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Before we said goodbye, he said, "Well, I hope to see your work in the New York Times one day!"
You and me both, Bill.
October 16, 2019
October 5, 2019
October 2, 2019
September 24, 2019
2ne2 Things (I'd Tell My Younger Self)
To 12 year old Han:
1. The picture's probably not clear to you now and it probably won't be for a while, but that's okay.
2. Emotions aren't inherently bad. In fact, feelings are gifts. Recognize that they may not be truthful, but know that they are real. Feel, mourn, meditate... then move.
3. Eat - without fear, with gratitude.
4. You can't be self-sufficient. You never will be.
5. It's your seas that ebb and flow, not your Rock.
1. The picture's probably not clear to you now and it probably won't be for a while, but that's okay.
2. Emotions aren't inherently bad. In fact, feelings are gifts. Recognize that they may not be truthful, but know that they are real. Feel, mourn, meditate... then move.
3. Eat - without fear, with gratitude.
4. You can't be self-sufficient. You never will be.
5. It's your seas that ebb and flow, not your Rock.
September 8, 2019
September 1, 2019
Jenny
Do you know Jenny?
If not, I wish you did. She has a heart of gold and emanates a meekness that'll make you understand what "quiet strength" means without any words.
Jenny has been praying for me to maintain a strong backbone and soft heart through this season of transition. As much as I love a spirit of exploration, I cherish stability of roots and the comfort of home. I needed extra support during the weeks before my move and God's answer? A sunrise shoot in and around Princeton's secret gardens with the one and only Nobreza Silenciosa. We frolicked through grass still slick from the night's rain and discovered Anthropologie-esque archways.
We may be far apart in distance and soul age (five and fifty), but never at heart.
If not, I wish you did. She has a heart of gold and emanates a meekness that'll make you understand what "quiet strength" means without any words.
Jenny has been praying for me to maintain a strong backbone and soft heart through this season of transition. As much as I love a spirit of exploration, I cherish stability of roots and the comfort of home. I needed extra support during the weeks before my move and God's answer? A sunrise shoot in and around Princeton's secret gardens with the one and only Nobreza Silenciosa. We frolicked through grass still slick from the night's rain and discovered Anthropologie-esque archways.
We may be far apart in distance and soul age (five and fifty), but never at heart.
August 24, 2019
Carly and Patrick
The more I move around, the more I come to understand just how delicate relationships are. I've learned that respecting fragility, maintaining a soft heart, and treasuring the light in another often means surrendering to God's timeline and setting a relationship free.
Letting go is a growing pain, a necessary one, but a pain nonetheless. When friendships come and go, the ones that stay become especially meaningful.
Carly and I met in the first grade, some sixteen years ago, and we've continued to walk through life together, no matter the thousands of miles that have physically separated us for the last nine years. Last July, Carly graciously welcomed me into her beautiful state of Utah and our seven days were filled with nonstop chatter - I'm talking about hours of laughter during our road trip down to Southern Utah and around her kitchen counter. There was too much to catch up about; some things can't ever be adequately explained or effectively communicated over devices.
One evening, Carly, Patrick, and I hiked up to Little Cottonwood Canyon to see the wildflowers that were just about to bloom. Did I mention they're about to tie the knot!? Here's to my dear best friend and her wonderful fiancé.
P.S. Anyone looking for unique, custom-made, luxury rings can look no further than Patrick Adair Designs.
August 18, 2019
The Mediterranean Diet: A Food Tour of Athens
"Borei na travixo ti fotografia sas?" |
Greek food is more than the gyros, moussaka, and yogurt it's known for - once you align your expectations with the term "Mediterranean Diet," images of fresh seafood, produce, and cheeses come to mind. After some research (YouTube is the best!), we arrived expecting Greek coffee, koulouri, and pies, too.
August 11, 2019
The Streets of Athens
Graffiti, ancient relics, and leafy greens (not the kind you eat) are all key to creating the Athenian street scene. Athens boasts a million and one things to see and do, but nothing is as authentic as tasting the local flavor by wandering on foot. If you get lost, look up - like Cornell's McGraw Tower or the North Star, the nearly always visible Parthenon is your compass. So take it slow for an hour or two each day you're in Athens, and meander through the countless squares. My favorite neighborhood? Anafiotika, the hidden village under the Acropolis. There's a cute little souvenir shop featuring contemporary Greek designs called Forget Me Not. You'll be glad you stopped in, but if you can't, check out their website!
July 24, 2019
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