Eric Caouette
“If I’m Moving Forward, Then Why Am I Behind” album cover
Composite image created from NGC4830 galaxy and M83 galaxy photos from the Hubble telescope
Adobe Photoshop and Lightroom
After flipping through the Martlet archives one day at the office, we came across a lively section from the 80’s that stood out from the often text-heavy pages surrounding it. The Artlet was dedicated to showcasing student-made art and poetry, and created a nice change of pace and a pop of eye-candy in the paper despite being printed in mostly black and white. With our current culture section often taking a back seat to news and opinions, our ability to print in full colour and publish online, and the emergence of digital art as a new medium, it seemed appropriate to revisit this section. Taking the time to create art or poetry isn’t always easy within a student schedule, but our hope is that bringing back this section can encourage and inspire students from all backgrounds to take a break from school work and set aside some time to create — no matter what major you’re in.
Jules Paulson
“Warrior Helmet”
Inspired by “Bust of a warrior” silverpoint drawing by Leonardo DaVinci
22 gauge and 18 gauge steel sheet metal
Kathryn Rogers
Adobe Illustrator
Truth
An acre
of the mind
can be buried
under the sea of fears
of hesitations
of regrets
of doubts
and
lies
both to others
and myself
yet,
one doesn’t know
that he is drowning
until the water
fills his lungs.
-Finn Tobin
Sarah M. Suleman
“The Train”
Mixed medium
Ode to Mary Anne Grubb—aged 20—and her family, who died at sea Nov. 1977 aboard the fishing boat Gustav en route home to Victoria.
Her voice; a siren
Her body lost at
Sea that night she made
Love to the ocean
When the vessel could
No longer provide
Within sight of home
The jagged shoreline
Her cries still intermingling
With ocean breeze
A still-life underneath
The sea
-Eric Caouette
Adrian Dunkerson
Adobe Photoshop
Before
Sometimes,
I wind up
just a few years back
and my life disappears,
crashes before my feet,
all dreams amiss.
Was there a future?
Not long ago,
I didn’t believe in one.
I was told
that my existence served no purpose at all.
Even the purpose of my own accord
would never serve existence in return.
But now,
I live in moments molded by magic and mystery.
After all those and these nights of pure terror,
nightmare after nightmare,
I wake up to a dream each day.
I am forever grateful.
I lived it,
I survived it.
Now I live
and forever survive,
so never will I die.
I am here,
alone,
but I love myself and my company,
so never will I go lonely.
I sob tears of joy
because I survived
even through the times
I was sure I would die.
Suicide was normality
for a girl that slept and awoke
unhappy.
Ate and drank
nothing.
Thought and spoke
everything.
Now I am here,
and I love
those that did not love me.
They gave the gift
of ash and dirt.
I bloomed
into a bud of diamond.
Before
is a place I will never go back to.
After
is my eternal land.
What you gave me
transcended.
What I give you
is eternal.
& After
-Amber Dayton
Katlyn Nugent
“Fire Dancer”
Acrylic and spray paint
The Artlet will be a recurring series, with submissions will be accepted on an ongoing basis. Please submit your work to design@martlet.ca.
