When we see art we see it as a glimpse of an expression of the artist who created it. May it be abstract or displaying a scene of clear description, artists have no limit to what they portray using the media they would like to use.

Reflections on what it means to seek out our truest selves

How can a story be told in mosaic? This essay dives into the work of Han Kang in her award-winning novel, The Vegetarian which gives commentary on Korean culture and showcases how stories can be told in mosaic to expose the gritty underbelly of our psyche.

In the process of discerning ourselves and our place in the universe, we need as much of "looking out, up, and backwards" as "looking in, down, and onwards".

In the course of our lives, we encounter a lot of individuals, whether their presence is momentary or everlasting, or regardless of how long they stay in our lives. The multitude of individuals we meet, no matter how different, all provide something to us, imparting to us little slivers that convene into a page, building up the story of who we are.

tak apalah. biar semua tanya terjawab dengan sendirinya. terjawab dengan kata, “iya.”

There is something truly frightening about the vulnerability that endless love and barren affection would require from me.

We have seen Spider-Man: No Way Home, back then during the winter months, yes? So we have coincidentally shipped every Spiderman and their love interests together, yes? Despite the uncanny film history being repeated again (to the point the producers had to warn Zendaya and Tom about the romance, separately), what makes the new Spiderman couple most interesting?

Always seen with her signature romantic curls, Alex Sloane is the embodiment of hyperfemininity and daintiness. With a hint of a dreamy, almost nostalgic quality in her music as well as the self-directed music videos she has published, it is no wonder that her latest release “Kinda Hate U Kinda Love U” was an overnight Internet sensation.

Romance is a timeless topic, for better or for worse. From the books we read to the films we watch, to the music we listen to and the stories we hear from our lucky friends, society’s obsession with love is perhaps most stereotypically associated with teenagers. After all, everybody wants to fall in love in high school, right? Everybody wants to experience the all-consuming feeling that comes with being in love — yet more often than not, the love that we see in fiction doesn’t match up with love in real life.

I'm a woman of my word. I promised you writing and here it is. I’m sorry that it's so late in getting to you but a lot has happened since I promised you my work and my time. It’s here nonetheless and even if it's not what either of us expected I hope you’ll still give it the same time and welcome that you gave me.

This essay is based on my personal journey of blooming into the person who I am today. I went through so many hardships that somehow pushed me to do inner works in order to improve and develop. In this essay I wanted to encourage the readers to try and evaluate their lives in order to improve as I did and bloom into a better individual. I hope this essay can inspire the readers.

I initially wrote it for school as a semi-rendition of the book "Tarian Bumi" by Oka Rusmini, but beyond that I suppose the project expanded my love for the Indonesian language. I can barely speak Bahasa Indonesia intuitively, but this piece assured me enough that my passion for it was enough to translate the untranslatable. The Diary Entry focuses on the main character, Telaga, and how the loss of her husband (whom she gave up her upper class social status for) shifts her role as a woman in a patriarchal Bali. The excerpts that inspired each entry are integrated within each text.

Love is a broad topic. It is flourishing, captivating and beautiful. In the midst of all problems one can face related to love, it changes an individual. There’s one kind of love that we all know for sure, eros. A passionate love, often characterised in romantic relationships. There was a story about two young people. In the midst of all the butterflies and happiness, obstacles came and went during those times. They were juveniles who seemed immature yet reliable at the same time.

An emphasis of success stoned me. A little bit of lies would've been better, moreover closing the lines of failures. I let them know my weaknesses though my heart was set in a different direction. Of course, with every tingling of laughter I brought upon my shoulder I remind myself that grief is indeed grief. I remember uttering affirmations over affirmations , or what I thought was a positive affirmation "Nothing is really worth the risk of oversharing" nested itself through the depths of my brain.

When she projects it’s to the whole world and I had been inside a leaden orb, untouched by everything.

A contemplation on our existence, legacy, and impact in the form of a personal essay.

This is a story that tells about two people who almost drowned in the sea of thoughts but eventually find their bloom through each other

For many, loving our own bodies still feels like a daunting task. Within the gay community in particular, body image issues seem to be entrenched within the fabric of gay social life. For a community built upon the ideas of love and acceptance, how did this come to be?

Change knocks at my door every now and then, whispering its enticing opportunities and unfortunate circumstances. Every so often, my mind lulls into the quiet comfort of monotony - only to hear the tap tap tap of Change at the doorstep once more.