Galleries
Memento Mori by Jenna Luna
Biography – My name is Jenna luna I’m a 23 year old artist who is mostly self taught. I’ve been attending aims classes in person for the last three semesters. I came to aims with the hope of learning and growing in my talent as an artist and I feel that no matter what I…
Too Short by Jenna Luna
Biography – My name is Jenna luna I’m a 23 year old artist who is mostly self taught. I’ve been attending aims classes in person for the last three semesters. I came to aims with the hope of learning and growing in my talent as an artist and I feel that no matter what I…
For Lily by Jeanine Weinzierl
Biography – In my retirement, I want to become a skilled painter. Before retiring I was a Kitchen Designer, so I had some artistic talent but wanted to improve my painting and drawing skills. I had wanted to take classes somewhere and I found Aims to be very cost effective and able…
The Call to Adventure by Echo Larkin
Biography – I am returning to aims as a student because I want to make a change in my life with my career. I want to bring my creativity to what I do for a living and not just my hobbies I do in my free time. My art and my crafting means my unlimited…
Sacred-ish by Jaide Dudzik
Biography – I am returning to aims as a student because I want to make a change in my life with my career. I want to bring my creativity to what I do for a living and not just my hobbies I do in my free time. My art and my crafting means my unlimited…
The Art of Storytelling by Jack Korvis
Biography: I am studying for a general degree in Liberal Arts. For me, art has always been a source of entertainment. I took to novels, comics, and movies as a form of escapism and I am heavily inspired by pop culture. Life can be mortifyingly boring, and art helps to get out of your head….
Variations of Summer by Trisha Koeltzow
Biography – I started painting about 2 years ago when I decided to find something that could just be “mine”, a way to prioritize doing something that didn’t revolve around work or kids or home, etc. I started by playing with watercolor on my own and following online tutorials but realized I wanted to explore…
Carnival Nights by Gracie Marquez
Biography – Gracie is a professional photographer and the proprietor of Gracefully Etched Photography, a business she has poured her heart into since 2015. While Colorado was not her birthplace, it has been her home since the first grade, and she is a proud first-generation Aims Community College alumna. Her artistic journey is fueled by…
Triptych Dry and Wet Media by Jessica Garza
Biography – AIMS appealed to me when I started my GED program in 2022, during classes held online due to COVID. After I finished the program, Aims contacted me to let me know I could enroll in a college degree program. So I signed up for a Liberal Arts with Art Studio Associates degree.What does…
Still Waters at Terry Lake by Cloud Kline
Biography – Hi! My name is Cloud Kline, and I am graduating this semester from Aims Community College. I’m in the Automotive Collision Repair program and was drawn to the school by my love of skilled trades. I have been doing mobile photography for about 8 years now and had my photo, “Sunset Over Taos”,…
Aurora Canvas by Phillip Lara
Biography: My name is Phil, (Phillip Lara). I am an employee at Aims Community College where I discovered my interest for photography. Photography to me is a form of story telling and connecting with nature. It also encourages me to travel, engage with my surroundings and find new perspective. A few photographers who have inspired…
Cupcake by Echo Larkin
Biography – I am returning to aims as a student because I want to make a change in my life with my career. I want to bring my creativity to what I do for a living and not just my hobbies I do in my free time. My art and my crafting means my unlimited…
Archived: Clear Sky By Dylan Laswel
Blue clear sky No clouds in sight The sun is bright Bringing light into the cockpit The peaceful hum of the engine While you cruise through the clear sky Smooth air No bumps, no problems Looking down at the Earth below Everything below passes by so quickly People look like ants and cars look like…
Archived: Eternal Love by Blake Serrato
I was lost when I met you, and you were broken, I wasn’t looking for love, I was running from it, And you were convinced you’d never love again. You love me as if the universe was made in my image, As if I put the stars in the sky, As if I hung the…
Archived: Lloyd Tells Harry by Matthew J Frink
This poem is a retelling of the poem “Hazel Tells Laverne” by Katharyn Machan Aal and contains themes of violence. last night i’m drainin’ the lizard in my King soopers’ mens room when outta nowhere in comes this chick musta came from the gutter walkin’ aroun’ tryin ta look at sumthin ya know so I…
Archived: Elvis Costello Said Everyday I Write The Book And So Did I By Jonathan Gonzalez Trejo
When will I stop punching the clock? Haven’t worked on the book since July. So technically it is not every day. I lie consecutively…footnoting the truth, nah. The phosphenes are the only art made. Daily to remind me I ain’t shit. When will I stop punching the clock? To affairs organized for others, excluding me….
Archived: Delivered To The Worms, Free Of Charge By Jonathan Gonzalez Trejo
A galloping heart digs under the floury moon The executioner’s mind spins like an industrial laundry machine At what is carved to be, being so soon The founding fathers look without a raison d’être in the eye that once beamed In times when liberty was fab and destined to boom Half of what stood in…
Archived: Businessman By Matthew Frink
the Business man The business man the business Man he’s Walking down the street the business Man The business man the Business man he’s walking down the Street Look at him look at Him look at him with his Fucking face look at Him Look at him look at him with his fucking Face Hit…
Archived: Garbage Man By Matthew Frink
I am the Garbage Man I’ve come for your trash Don’t let the dog out I’ll kick your fuckin’ ass! I Am the HandyMan I’ve come for your wood Beavers know I nailed it These jokes are fuckin’ lewd! Didilly didilly doo do do do Didilly do do do Didilly didilly doo do do do…
Archived: Light Through the Cracks By Chelsea Cramer
In the shadowed streets where dreams decay,Where the lost and the weary quietly lay,There’s a pain that lingers, sharp and deep,A love we lost, a grief we keep. Cracks in our hearts let the light filter through,Even in darkness, hope whispers true.The echoes of spirits, their voices so clear,Urge us forward—”Be brave, persevere.” When the…
Archived: Maybe Tomorrow… By. Jonathan Gonzolez Trejo
Maybe tomorrow I don’t know… Maybe tomorrow I don’t know I don’t know… Maybe tomorrow I won’t tighten my head in braids… Maybe tomorrow the way I display my hair will make me look confident and cool and not clueless and concerned… Maybe tomorrow you’ll come back to my arms, girl! Had to throw in…
Archived: Confused from Spontaneous By Matthew Frink
She was Confused. And so was I. I didn’t know that I loved her yet Innovative artistry with visions of chaos A random happenstance Kindred spirits spontaneously Awakening to one another from friends to secret leg touches an awkward date is fated Friend-hugs and romantic handshakes Weirdly comfortable, I am transparent with this woman I…
Archived: Sharing Candy by Matthew J Frink
It has been years since I’ve seen a Snickers bar. But, there it is. A delight that I only imagined in dreams. The dream chocolate was perfect though. Not like this crumpled mess. It had been stepped on, likely years ago when 7-11s like this were worth looting. Now a husk of convenience. The only…
Archived: I Won’t Smile Back If You Smile At Me For No Reason Whatsoever by Jonathan Gonzalez Trejo
Seriously, no can do. And you can say “OHH, it’s just a friendly gesture”. Bullshit. Since when have humans been inherently friendly towards one another? Tuck your smiles in the laughter you cause and only that, because it’s not gonna work with me. So, if you see me walking or posted up in my zone,…
Archived: Cloud Fishing by Jocelyn Sailas
Ever since he was a little boy, Jinhai Huang knew that his Uncle Bai was unusual, to say the least. As a kid, Jinhai would watch as his uncle left the house, fishing gear in hand, and then return home soaking wet with a large sum of money and no fishing rods in sight. This…
Archived: Beyond the Rainwall by Sundance Hollingsworth
The evening clouds swam through the sky, whale-grace guiding them to some unknown destination. Kiva adjusted her glasses against the spray. After a point in Greene, she stopped hearing the rain. The wall that encircled Greene was distant enough from the town that it quickly faded into the ambient hum of the day. This close,…
Archived: A Lasting Memory For All But Me by Pi Blehm
It was a busy day, with many things happening all at once. A concert for my older sisters, both in the school’s concert band. The release of a new movie- no one remembers which. My father had just been promoted to a supervisor role. I was also there, somewhere, running up a concrete jungle. Dragging…
Archived: Pulse by Ryan Moos
Biography: Hello, my name is Moos! Yes, that’s without the ‘e’ at the end. No, I don’t know why. I came to Aims because, about 6 years ago, the first college I attended (The Art Institute of Seattle) closed its doors in my last year of a four-year degree and left me with nothing. I…
Archived: Monkey Don’t Climb by Jonathan Gonzalez Trejo
There came to be a protective tree, planted in the middle of the gutters, It’d burst when it’s moisture dried and didn’t want to be hugged with its protruding thorny utters! It craves attention and warmth with no particular gap, But oh, Jabillo! How silly you thirst with your venomous sap! When your branches move,…
Archived: The Book of All Things Treasured by Jonah Paklik
It was a rainy night in Northern Griffdonia, and many people were already sleeping the night away. At the Fish-n’-Bread Inn in Necropolis, however, not a single guest or worker had a sleepy eye. The Fish-n’-Bread Inn was not famous for its food, although the food was delicious; it was not famous for comfy or…
Archived: Lemurs on Speed! by Matthew J Frink
Look at them lemurs, them lemurs on speedwith their big bugged eyes, evaluating meLook at them lemurs, them lemurs on speedwith their big bugged eyes, evaluating meInvestigate the investigators,the investigators glaring at teenagersInvestigate the investigators,the investigators always glaring at teenagers,I see ‘em with my eyesI see them with my eyes!Listen to them beavers, them beavers…
Archived: 10.11.24 by Phillip Lara
A melodious verse enters and floats in the desert of my mindIn this unforgiving wasteland, the song begins in a whisper across the valley of sand.The notes come like a breeze stirring in the wind that wakes something inside of meAn angelic voice rises like a call to an oasis moving me forwardDeep in my…
Archived: Burnt Marshmallow of Contempt by Matthew J Frink
On a planet primarily made of waterin the state of Colorado with rushing rivers, flowing from the mountain.Wild Bobcatslapping up the winter water flowing down the mountainside.Flowingnear the town of Greeley.next to the university is a homewith a thirsty kitty. A small fountainWater sprinklingjets into a pool.The perfect refreshment for the tiny wannabe Snow Leopardstaring…
Archived: Counting Stars and Counting Sheep by John Fonseth
I can’t keep you awake But you can’t stay, always dreaming. Take heed behind our shadows For time can be misleading. Our act is on the road now The circus is a hit. We juggle blades and fire For anyone who’ll sit. I keep the torch light burning So this show might never stop. I…
Archived: Life, as Art by Miki Arrivas
The tentative first lines developing into a steadier stroke, then bold color and daring sweeps. Until an unfortunate spill or the sudden slamming on of brakes, as the canvas goes flying and the frame is broken. Jagged splinters jutting through the canvas. Ohmygoshisitruined??? Wounds. Tears in the fabric of life. Is it even worth attempting…
Archived: Deadfall by Matthew J Frink
Deadfallno-one can see meDeadfallno-one caresDeadfallsurrounded by peopleDeadfallno-one’s thereI’m trappedinside my minddon’t think I’ll make it out this timeI’m stuckhere all aloneDon’t think I’ll ever make it homeEntwinedin my own weboverthinking things I have saidI’m lockedmy own prisonit’s me, I’m a cruel wardenDeadfallno-one can see meDeadfallno-one caresDeadfallsurrounded by peopleDeadfallno-one’s there Biography: What brings me to Aims…
Archived: An Old Power Awakens by Jonah Pavlik
Admiral Kongjian of the Novus Earth Navy and his escort of ten strode up the mountain as quickly and efficiently as they could. His military escort formed a circle around him, both to provide living shields for if they were attacked and to protect Kongjian from falling should the mountain become too steep. The mountains…
Archived: Tiddleywinks! by Mathew J Frink
CHARACTERS TIDDLYWINKS: is a gnome bard who is very naive and youthful. Big eyes and dimples, she epitomizes adorableness. She excitedly talks A LOT in a sing-song voice and can ask questions for hours. Her name is absurdly long and no one has the patience to listen to her entire introduction, though she really tries…
Archived: What Fresh Hell Is This? by Jonathan Gonzalez Trejo
A Person has died. Their death, unforeseen. No, it was not because their rifle self-sabotaged itself while in conflict or because they sacrificed themselves for someone in a bank heist. They simply choked on a mozzarella stick. Of all chokable things you can insert in your mouth, a mozzarella stick is quite chokable if you…
Archived: Only the Moon Remained by Zachary Powell
On a dark, starry night, in a vast, grassy plain tucked away inside an old observatory, The Astronomer was all alone. He was an old Astronomer. Grey of hair, with thin, wrinkled skin. The entropy of time bit at his hands, causing a tremor through his digits. However, that did not stop him in his…
Memento Mori by Lin LaMonte
Biography: Animation, visual arts and drawing have been an interest of mine since I was little. I like the effort of translating the images I see in my head onto paper and onscreen to share with others. Making art is fun for me and I came to Aims to continue my exploration and growth as…