Greenland 2012: Chasing the Light by Zaria Forman

Artist Zaria Forman creates large-scale, realistic landscapes using only chalk pastels. 

"In August 2012, I led an Arctic expedition up the NW coast of Greenland. Called "Chasing the Light," it was the second expedition the mission of which was to create art inspired by this dramatic geography. The first, in 1869, was led by the American painter William Bradford. My mother, Rena Bass Forman, had conceived the idea for the voyage, but did not live to see it through. During the months of her illness her dedication to the expedition never wavered and I promised to carry out her final journey.

These drawings were inspired by this trip. Documenting climate change, the work addresses the concept of saying goodbye on scales both global and personal. In Greenland, I scattered my mother’s ashes amidst the melting ice.”  

Forman donates a percent of all sales to, a global climate movement. 




Farewell Fighter



“In my short time I’ve realized there is so much more to life than getting older and getting mine.”

“This is my ready, set, let go attempt at finding who I am.”

The first time I heard this song, I was sitting at the desk in my dorm room. When I started college, I thought I would find out who I was in the first semester. Pretty quickly, I found out I was wrong. I didn’t make many new friends, and I was falling out of touch with the ones from high school. My grades, while not bad, were not what I expected. I didn’t do much other than go to work, go to class, and see my family. I was sure that there was more to college than this.

When times get tough I’ve learned that breathing is the best thing I can do.”

Luckily, I had two really great mentors my first year of college. They encouraged me to follow my heart with the confidence that I would succeed. They reminded me of the strengths I had forgotten and why I chose the path I did. They reminded me that I was young and that I still had time in my life. I needed to meet people in this world and form relationships with them. With their guidance, I began making my college experience what I wanted it to be. I learned to take deep breaths and relax when I was stressed. I learned to ask for help.

I’ve learned to fight, the difference between wrong and right, and how to sleep at night.”

In the past three years, my college experience has been full of surprises. There have been opportunities I would have only dreamed of at the age of 18. I’ve learned a lot about who I am as a person and how to take care of myself in healthy ways. I’ve learned how to be a better friend and that it is OK to be vulnerable and scared of the future. Overall though, I’ve learned that as each year passes life is going to continue to change. I am going to continue learning new things and growing from experiences. I’ve learned that people will come and go into my life and, as hard as that may be, it is going to be OK.

Something in my heart is telling me I’ve learned to love who I’ve become. I know my learning isn’t done. But oh, I’m afraid I will never quite understand the way I wish I could know everything I would ever need just in case I ever lose my way.”

I am always going to struggle with the idea that I won’t always have the right answers. There are always going to be difficult weeks and difficult questions. We never know what may lie ahead. The beautiful thing about it, though, is that there is room for change in our future. It has been a long journey for me to accept the fact that I will never have all the answers. But that’s OK. I just have to take life one day at a time. I have learned to live life with other people, because while I won’t always have all the answers, other people might have some of them.

Golden, we are golden because we’re alive. Illuminate our own way from inside, we shine so bright, we shine so bright.” 

We are alive and the world is in our hands. Let’s make the most of it, together.

- Molly, TWLOHA Fall 2014 Intern




Kelly Clarkson


Stronger (Deluxe Version)

Sentimental feelings never get me anywhere.

My heart continues beating.

Is there anybody, anybody, hello?”

It’s easy to forget who you are, who you want to be. You walk around with a mask, trying to be seen by others as something you aren’t. We fake our smiles and laughs and keep our chins high, pretending that we aren’t broken creatures. You get so good at hiding the truth that sooner or later you start to believe the lies that you built up. You look at this face in the mirror that you don’t even recognize and wonder when you became this person. We bottle up our emotions and act like we are fine because we don’t want to be seen as broken. Being broken and vulnerable doesn’t fit into society’s norms so we paint out faces with looks of content even amidst heartache.

Wishing I was more than what my story has told

Or hoping that I’m dreaming in the day and this isn’t happening

As life goes on, you have a tendency to become hard to things, jaded if you will. As you hit more and more roadblocks along your journey, it’s so easy to push people aside and try to shut out the pain. You think that you are the only one feeling this way. That no one can possibly understand what is going on in your head. You try to believe that there is more than barely breathing and that you aren’t the only heart beating to this sad song. But sometimes it’s hard to believe something that you have never really known.  

For so long I was hiding. I was the person in the background waiting for something more. Waiting for the love he never thought he was worthy of, pretending to be everything he wasn’t. It has taken me so long to start figuring myself out…what I want, what I don’t. Who knows if I’ll ever really know? What I do know is that this internship has taught me that I am worthy of love. Strangers have quickly become best friends, and this experience has made me feel more alive than I have ever felt before. I was always wishing that I was more than what my story has told, and this experience has allowed me to make that wish come true.   

Won’t somebody show me that I’m not alone? I’m not alone.”

- Chris, TWLOHA Fall 2014 Intern