Saturday Night Live, Existentialism, Political theory, McSweeney's, Beyonce, & The New Yorker
February 8, 2017
I spent most of Tuesday afternoon in a windowless, fluorescent-lit room. I was poking through a collection of scrapbooks, trying to learn more about a specific Richmond debutante. And luckliy for me, she had left behind all the classic accoutrements of a good story: newspaper clippings, pressed flowers, dance cards, and the first tooth she lost.
An urge to explore our surroundings is completely natural. But I couldn’t help but wonder why did exploring Richmond lead me to finding a 20th century tooth in a fluorescent-lit room?
A fairly accurate depcition of me, searching for the answers to some of my deepest questions.
Last semester I had my first experience shuttling downtown to Richmond, and had a zsa zsa zsu moment over a bowl of red pepper gouda soup. I had fallen in love with downtown Richmond.
At the beginning of this semester, I was excited to begin an internship at the Library of Virginia (part of my Bonner service at UR Downtown). This opportunity has given me the chance to pore over scrapbooks and archival materials (and the occasional tooth) in the Special Collections department.
It’s been interesting to take another look into Richmond from the inside. Richmond is all about the past meeting the present through all sorts of stories. Scrapbooks from the 1920’s help illuminate some of those stories, adding a dash of personality to a somewhat inaccessible period of history.
Richmond’s psyche has admittedly captured me. While the history of Richmond might be hidden in fluorescent-lit rooms, the results are found in the perseverance of the city, the hole-in-the-wall cafes, the vibrant streets, the pages of dusty scrapbooks, and the colorful stretching murals. These pieces of Richmond construct a story for every viewer, a city for every student, a space for every narrative.
Last Friday night, the arts district opened up after hours for First Fridays — a ‘neighborhood’ art walk. Despite the cold weather, the city turned out to take in the art.
One of my favorite pieces was featured at UR Downtown, an installation designed by two of my friends. The interactive piece — “What is home?” — allowed viewers to explain what home meant to them by attaching tags to the piece.
What is home?
For me, home is a place where Spiders take on a city with red pepper gouda soup and scrapbooks.
Hey Spiders! My name is Cory, and I’m a sophomore and transfer student. I’m a double major in Rhetoric and Communication and Women, Gender, and Sexuaity Studies. My goal in life is to one day work at Olivia Pope & Associates, or at least work in crisis management or public relations. I grew up between Florida, Colorado, and Virginia, and similar to Cady Heron in Mean Girls, I was homeschooled. I love traveling, shopping at Target, spending time with my cat (named Soren Kittegaard), attempting to keep up with the Kardashians, reading Albert Camus, and hanging out with friends. Keep an eye out for some posts specifically about the transfer life! Sneak peek: so far it’s been fantastic.
Why UR?I didn’t really get connected to University of Richmond until I was a freshman in college. I met some amazing alumni and visited the campus and honestly fell in love with everything about Richmond. Michael Scott once said in The Office, “You miss 100% of the shots you don’t take - Wayne Gretzky,” and I knew that I had to take a shot and apply as a transfer student. I’m thrilled to be a Spider, to be at a university that feels like home, and to conquer my arachnophobia for once and for all.