By David Walker After more than a year in development, and several decades of wishful thinking, it was announced that I am writing the upcoming “Shaft” comic book series for Dynamite Entertainment. “Shaft” was originally written by Ernest Tidyman, who followed with six other books and a popular series of films in the 1970s. Translating […]
By Stephanie Lillegard
“What do you want to study?”
That was one of the first questions, of course, Marylhurst University’s Admissions office wanted to know. The forms asking for a declared major wanted to know. The people who heard I was going back to school wanted to know. And I didn’t blame them. I wanted to know. For a long time, all I knew was that I wanted to go back to school, and this time I wanted an accredited degree.
by L. J. Frech*
On July 7th of this year, 8 students from Marylhurst University left campus for a four day exploration of Olympic National Park, recognized as a World Heritage Site and an International Biosphere Reserve. There are over 20 plants and animals in the Olympics found nowhere else on Earth, and National Marine Sanctuaries protest 3,310 square miles of ocean life.
This field studies course was designed to gain an understanding of the largest dam removal in the world and the most extensive river restoration effort in Pacific Northwest history. The primary purpose of the dam removal is to restore anadromous stocks of Pacific Salmon and Steelhead to the Elwha River, which have been denied access to the upper 65 miles of river habitat for more than 95 years by two dams.
David Walker is a recent Marylhurst graduate and an accomplished creator.
“I got my degree in Interdisciplinary Studies, with concentrations in Cultural Studies and Text: Image.” Writes Walker. “Currently, I’m working on my second novel, and writing comic books. I have two series out right now, The Army of Dr. Moreau and The Supernals Experiment, and several other top secret projects that will be announced soon.”
In Summer our campus, for the most part, is quiet and still. However, for the past three days it has been host to a flurry of creativity.
Our English Literature and New Media (ELNM) students, who do a majority of their work online, have just completed one of their on-campus residency weekends. The residency is when our ELNM students fly, drive, and bus in to participate in an intense twenty-four hours worth of multimedia courses.
Originally published on June 12, 2014 in Coffee and Curiosity.
A photo essay by Katie Pippel
Hello, dear readers. Believe it or not, I think of you often. But graduate school has demanded most of my writing-energy and time, so I’ve been away from my WordPress. Luckily, my professors seem to like my writing as much as you do, reader, and that means a lot to me. I’m halfway through my program, and it’s been a whirlwind. Here are a few glimpses.
by Jenna Preston My husband Zack and I can only be described as “music nerds.” Or at least that’s what we jokingly call ourselves. We met in music theory class at Central Oregon Community College in Bend, Oregon. Although we barely shared two words for the first six months of our acquaintance, we soon became […]
I ask you to join me in gratitude for the life of Nelson Mandela, who died this afternoon. He was truly a "guardian of the future." I pray in thanksgiving for his sacrifice, his commitment and his vibrant insistence for justice. His deep love of his people and his leadership in world peace has led the generations.
Sheila O'Connell-Roussell / Associate Professor / Department of Religious Studies
We’re celebrating contemplation and gratitude all week long. Read more Thanksgiving reflections, by students, faculty and alumni, at The Gero-Punk Project.
by Philipos Ghaly
I was born and raised in Cairo, Egypt, and became a participant of the American story in my early adulthood. All my memories of family gatherings, annual holidays, and festal cuisines are native to Coptic (native Egyptian Christian) culture. This meant that I could make little personal meaning for a holiday like thanksgiving, for unlike my American friends, I had no family stories to tell of past thanksgiving days, nor did I have memories of the smell of my aunt’s turkey or the taste of my grandmother’s pumpkin pie. Over the years however, I acquired memories that helped incorporate me into the American collective experience of the holiday, beyond the opportunity of dietary indulgence and exaggerated alcohol consumption.