Transatlanticism

This album is pretty significant for me. It is my consistent January album, probably because that is when I first listened to it.

January 2004. Sophomore year of high school. I got it for my birthday.

I took art with Cronk that semester. It was probably the point in my life when I decided I was an artist. He taught me about the process of making art. That every decision is significant and meaningful. I made a shadowbox/sculpture piece that semester that I think everyone else finds hideous, but I love because I remember the process of creating it, and how much emotion and expression it holds for me.

I remember making a collage about the broken state of the world and the apathy of mainstream christianity. It involved Jim Bakker praying to a chocolate crucifix.

I also remember sketching and painting in my attic loft that winter. While Ben Gibbard sang to me, I painted bleeding hearts and silver stars.

I was thinking of posting photos of those things, but I think I'd rather you imagine them.