writing

ESSAYS

You see, a new dilemma arose as I approached thirty. I’d been living in a shoebox-sized room for nearly a year, in a house with five roommates and one bathroom, I worked at a bar, had zero savings, was totally and completely single, and suddenly I started to feel like shit about it.

How I Came to be Home-Free, June 2018

Because for some us in our twenties and maybe beyond, we’re all just looking for something. Something that feels like home. Or not like home. Somewhere to explore, disappear in, ex-patriate towards; some place to fall in love with. Some place, some where, some thing, we don’t really know. 

COUCHES, June 2018

PROFILE

One might expect to detect boastful pride in the voice of an artist who in less than half a decade is already working full-time, but Elder is instead quiet, thoughtful, and speaks passionately about learning to understand paint and dedicating himself to technique. His desire to paint started with a yearning for a more in depth understanding of ecology, the science behind the relationships between organisms and their environments—or, perhaps, more poetically and simply: the relationships between organisms and their environment. 

Portrait of an Artist: Collin Elder, December 2014