Category: Archive
Archived: For Tony Park, In Memoriam by Evan Oakley
Mentor, enduring friend, and poet comrade. How I miss him. Fragments of poetry, riffs of music, fleeting images from the prairie world of his Wyoming childhood, amusing things his neighbors said . . .Tony loved to collect the lyrical and quickly fleeting things of this world. As a poet and photographer, he captured all he…
Archived: Buried Bones by Tony Park
Colorful mysteries rise and fall at the high tide of my immense love. I linger in a communion that sweetens the life of beings and things. My now buried bones nestle in a vital miracle devoted as a prayer.
Archived: A Young Man by Tony Park
When I was a young man, I’d go down the street with my soul’s briefcase, and an empty wallet. I‘d wear a blind shirt, a green chameleon tie, my soul’s jade boots, and the blush of his sky. I would button my raincoat listening to the blue dawn’s echo. My soul’s anxious gaze stared through…
Archived: Laughing Swallows by Tony Park
When the moon dropped a thousand laughing swallows, the streetlights on the block went out, and my eyes began to shine. I tipped the flame of a candle to the dark honey wick of very serene nights. I engaged with an alphabet that bloomed to erase my sadness from a pain in love with a…
Archived: Entomology by Tony Park
Bees live in a luminous morning opened to a delicious mouth of honey. A hoverfly with a sunrise on its belly floats luminous like an ocean wave. A swarm of glistening butterflies reverberate in a glistening valley of light. Red lipped carpenter ants grow wings to fly into a willow entangled in rain. The iridescent…
Archived: Because by Tony Park
It rains because dawn arrives slowly. It dawns because of an old wonder. It wonders because of a wink seeking joy. It winks because of curious creatures. It’s curious because a flame undressed. It undressed because a mirror kissed bones. It kisses because violets submerge. It submerges because a spirit rolls its name. It rolls…
Archived: Another Kingdom by Tony Park
What I would not give for another kingdom where I imagine my mother in a meadow, holding all those birds that know her path. What I would not give for a miracle illuminated by lightning that lasts until dawn while transversing mysterious limits. What I would not give for my destiny’s faithful guest that searches…
Archived: Spit-Balling with God by Tony Park
I asked you to turn me into a dove, but to be honest, I don’t remember what you said, although I think I remember a chuckle, or maybe it was a guffaw. I asked you to turn me into a bell, and your look said, Who is going to pull its rope one last time?…
Archived: Alzheimer’s Leads Me to a Dark Room by Tony Park
I perceive in myself stranded in untwisted anger for what has already happened. I long for the tender light of a honeysuckle, and a dandelion as well. Now my life wanders down two paths. One leads to a vibrant breeze dancing in the presence of the strange essence, and distant laughter discovered in the eternal…
Archived: The Few and the Proud by Katelea Diaz
Have you even been so exhausted that nothing else seems to matter? It starts with a plane ride from your hometown to a small airport in Georgia, then a long bus ride to an island. This starts the most unconventional all-expense paid 13-week vacation. If you want to call it that. The yelling starts as…
Archived: A Moms’ Perspective by Veronica Hook
My expectations looking forward to becoming a new mom were unrealistic and unhealthy. My original, unprepared thoughts were: “This is going to be great! I get to dress them up in adorable little clothes, cuddle, have snacks, and live happily ever after! Easy Peasy!” Isn’t this what the movies and books portrayed for my generation?…
Archived: Personal Essay by Valerie Hartgenbush
“My 30th birthday is coming up. What do you think about skydiving with me?” my younger brother, Richard asked me and our two sisters. “No way!” my oldest sister, Ann, said. “I won’t jump but I will watch you do it,” my second sister, Cher, said. “I’m totally in! Tell me what I need to…
Archived: Swimming Upstream by Shannon Foster
I have spent most of my life focusing on what I cannot do. Being neurodivergent in a world designed for neurotypical people has been exhausting and discouraging. I am like a fish out of water, gasping for breath, waiting to be placed back into my natural habitat. I have been caught on the hook of…
Archived: Important Pieces by Shannon Foster
Important pieces of me have been hidden or even extinguished by my own mind. Having severe depression for most of my life has left many paths untrodden, many opportunities untaken. I did not have the chance to develop some of the gifts I have been given, or test the waters of untapped potential to find…
Archived: Giants Above by Gabriel Herberer
Biography: Hello, I’m Gabriel Heberer. I can’t say I am at AIMS for one particular reason, and that’s exactly why I’ve found it helpful. Right now I am about get a LAA degree. Photography is something I have recently become involved in and it has been incredibly fun for me. So much so that I…
Archived: As the Aspen Grove Sways by Gabriel Heberer
Biography: Hello, I’m Gabriel Heberer. I can’t say I am at AIMS for one particular reason, and that’s exactly why I’ve found it helpful. Right now I am about get a LAA degree. Photography is something I have recently become involved in and it has been incredibly fun for me. So much so that I…
Archived: Portrait of My Grandma by Saw Say
Biography: My name is Saw, and I am pursuing a major in studio art at Aims. My passion for art has been a driving force in my life, but it wasn’t until I enrolled in a drawing class at Aims that I truly solidified my career path. I enjoy working across various media and exploring…
Archived: Ruiz by Saw Say
Biography: My name is Saw, and I am pursuing a major in studio art at Aims. My passion for art has been a driving force in my life, but it wasn’t until I enrolled in a drawing class at Aims that I truly solidified my career path. I enjoy working across various media and exploring…
Archived: Sisyphus by Saw Say
Biography: My name is Saw, and I am pursuing a major in studio art at Aims. My passion for art has been a driving force in my life, but it wasn’t until I enrolled in a drawing class at Aims that I truly solidified my career path. I enjoy working across various media and exploring…
Archived: Legend of Gilgamesh by Saw Say
Biography: My name is Saw, and I am pursuing a major in studio art at Aims. My passion for art has been a driving force in my life, but it wasn’t until I enrolled in a drawing class at Aims that I truly solidified my career path. I enjoy working across various media and…
Archived: Karen (Myanmar) by Saw Say
Biography: My name is Saw, and I am pursuing a major in studio art at Aims. My passion for art has been a driving force in my life, but it wasn’t until I enrolled in a drawing class at Aims that I truly solidified my career path. I enjoy working across various media and exploring…
Archived: Space Invaders by Marian Hesse
Biography: Marian Hesse is a professional musician actively involved in writing and photography. Marian began taking classes at Aims when it was only a few small cowering in the shadow of the water tower in the 1970’s. The classes covered liberal arts core requirements at the University of Northern Colorado where she majored in…
Archived: Water Tower Reflection by Marian Hesse
‘ Biography: Marian Hesse is a professional musician actively involved in writing and photography. Marian began taking classes at Aims when it was only a few small cowering in the shadow of the water tower in the 1970’s. The classes covered liberal arts core requirements at the University of Northern Colorado where she majored in…
Archived: Master Copy by Bruce Barrie
Biography: To observe, to see, and to do are the everyday ways of experiencing my life. I began a journey filled with music when I started to learn the trumpet at age nine. The pursuit of music has been a strong adventure for many years. It has taken me everywhere- 50 states and 14 foreign…
Archived: Sunflower, Sunset by Phillip Lara
Biography: My name is Phillip Lara, I usually go by Phil. I currently work in food services at Aims Community College. I graduated from Aims in the spring of 2023 with a video editing and television production degree. My goal as a landscape photographer is to bring my stories to life in hopes to inspire…
Archived: Found In Far Away Places by Phillip Lara
Biography: My name is Phillip Lara, I usually go by Phil. I currently work in food services at Aims Community College. I graduated from Aims in the spring of 2023 with a video editing and television production degree. My goal as a landscape photographer is to bring my stories to life in hopes to…
Archived: Shadow of the Day by Phillip Lara
Biography: My name is Phillip Lara, I usually go by Phil. I currently work in food services at Aims Community College. I graduated from Aims in the spring of 2023 with a video editing and television production degree. My goal as a landscape photographer is to bring my stories to life in hopes to inspire…
Archived: Embracing Holidays, Even In Turmoil by Joshua Molina
Biography: I was inspired to take this picture while strolling around Downtown Greeley and taking in the recently upgraded holiday light installation. I stopped to notice that the American Flag was at half-staff, something that’s only seem during times of national mourning. I was astounded by the contrast between the sadness being projected by the…
Archived: Target by Lynn Cornelius
Hand-woven tapestry; dyed silk, rayon, cotton; 10″ x 10″. Biography: I found my way to Aims by way of the arts. With a BA in Art History and an MFA in Fine Arts in Fibers, I’ve taught various art disciplines at the college level for over fifteen years. My career has been driven by my…
Archived: Between Black and White by Lynn Cornelius
Hand-woven tapestry; dyed silk, cotton, rayon; 10″ x 10″. Biography: I found my way to Aims by way of the arts. With a BA in Art History and an MFA in Fine Arts in Fibers, I’ve taught various art disciplines at the college level for over fifteen years. My career has been driven by my…
Archived: Squaring the Circle by Lynn Cornelius
Hand-woven tapestry, hand-dyed cotton, silk, rayon; 10″ x 10″. Biography: I found my way to Aims by way of the arts. With a BA in Art History and an MFA in Fine Arts in Fibers, I’ve taught various art disciplines at the college level for over fifteen years. My career has been driven by my…
Archived: Tunnel of Color by Dave Sordi
Biography: In January 2022, I moved here from New Hampshire to join the Aims Industrial Technologies and Oil & Gas programs. My career has been spent in industry and engineering, in which my creative side was not always of particular importance. Writing poetry and developing my photography allows me to explore my creative side. In…
Archived: 1. Emergence by Dave Sordi
Biography: In January 2022, I moved here from New Hampshire to join the Aims Industrial Technologies and Oil & Gas programs. My career has been spent in industry and engineering, in which my creative side was not always of particular importance. Writing poetry and developing my photography allows me to explore my creative side. In…
Archived: Lonely by Dave Sordi
Biography: In January 2022, I moved here from New Hampshire to join the Aims Industrial Technologies and Oil & Gas programs. My career has been spent in industry and engineering, in which my creative side was not always of particular importance. Writing poetry and developing my photography allows me to explore my creative side. In…
Archived: For a Moment, I thought She Could See Me by Edgar Harding
When she first moved in, I quickly became enamored with her. My purgatory in this house was halted when her boxes and bags began to fill the slightly aged and worn down looking hallways and rooms of the old building. When I first noticed her appearance here, I only watched her. I was slightly peeved…
Archived: Echoes of Myself Along the Walls by Edgar Harding
When I first made the decision to leave everything behind, I was in my old place of work, hiding in the bathroom and counting to ten in my head in order to calm myself down. My already over-bitten lips tasted of blood and my hands shook in place as I gripped…
Archived: Bravo by J. Q. Thompson
The air was rather chilly— it wasn’t unusual during autumn months, but it was prevalent enough to take notice. It swayed trees and took their leaves, puppeteering them to dance and twirl as silhouettes in the nighttime sky. Above, the stars were incredible. The sky was so vast and clear that one could not help…
Archived: Somewhere Far, Someplace Near by Wyatt Hester
Outside, birds were chirping, but I couldn’t hear them. The open window only allowed inside the noise of urban nightmares and machinery hard at work. Weeks, or maybe even months, of unopened mail and dirty dishes had found themselves accumulating around my apartment, giving me the feeling as though the gray walls were closing in…
Archived: Artichoke Heart by Carla Newberry
The air in the grocery store hums with a medley of sounds—self checkout machines beep beep beeping with each scan, the rhythmic clatter of shopping carts, and the occasional whine of a bored child, followed by the groan of a mother as she navigates the labyrinth of fresh produce, just trying to hurry out of…
Archived: Run by Emily Lopez
I wake up to the smell of flowers blooming around me. Endless blue skies with birds chirping a tune and hearing faint laughter. I look around to figure out where the laughter is coming from, then I see my family chasing one another through the fields of wildflowers and our dogs barking with joy. I…
Archived: Seen 9:43 PM by Jesse Ramirez
Nick checked his phone again. He had three bars and a strong signal. But his home screen was still empty. He opened it looking back at his messages. There were three from him in a row. They were all seen last night at 9:43 PM. Nick sighed, clicked the phone off, and put it back…
Archived: The First Batling by Emily Clemmons
Long ago, okay, or maybe not so long ago lies a small town called Moonlight. On the surface, it appears like any other sort of town with a general store, a gas station, a mayor’s office, oh and don’t forget the church. A quaint little town. In the center of this town, however, is a…
Archived: The Clown by Annessah Ramsey
Biography: I like digging into the creepier side of things sometimes when drawing digitally. I made this piece using Adobe Photoshop and am very proud of how it turned out.
Archived: Into the Deep Blue by Kat Smith
Biography: My name is Kat Smith and I’m an artist aiming to be a tattoo artist. Art is a huge aspect of my life and I have my grandma Susan to thank for it. She got me into painting and drawing as soon as I could hold a pencil and now I’m here. She helped…
Archived: Ogreific and Crowltastic by Kat Smith
Biography: My name is Kat Smith and I’m an artist aiming to be a tattoo artist. Art is a huge aspect of my life and I have my grandma Susan to thank for it. She got me into painting and drawing as soon as I could hold a pencil and now I’m here. She helped…
Archived: I’m not one to air my dirty laundry in public. by Charis Fleshner
Biography: Being an art professor has always been my dream job and Aims gave me that opportunity. Art is how I process life with all of its highs, lows, complexities, and contradictions. Art means everything to me. Although I am a conceptual artist and work in many different mediums, I truly enjoy the technical challenges…
Archived: Lúthien by Amelie Banks
Biography: I started my first semester at Aims last fall and I plan to continue taking art and English classes here. This piece was one of my projects for Jewelry and Metalworking 1. Working with metal as a medium instead of paint or paper collage was a bit out of my comfort zone because of…