Catapult Alumni
Who Am I? When fashion is not the answer but inspiration
Fashion is one of the everlasting notions has got fixed strongly in human life being. We operate it daily without any thinking about its true essence. Even those who do not call themselves fashionmonger strive to be informed about the latest trends just in a case. What can be said about those who are preparing […]
The Importance of Taking Risks While You’re Still Young
For all human beings, risks are simply a kind of choice with the only significant difference being that with risks, there is a lot more at stake. In many cases, risk is often viewed as something negative and should be avoided whenever possible. However, this is not always true, especially in the case of younger […]
Can’t it be Christmas Every Day?
Most of the time during the holidays you’ll hear someone somewhere say they wish it could be Christmas every day. At least once. One of the things people hate more than anything is when something you’re looking forward to has passed. When big events are over, the time directly afterward is fairly anti-climactic. Of course, […]
At Sunrise
Neighbors could hear the obscenities shouted from the fourth story window on the eve of the New Year. Couples shuffle back from dinner reservations and small children cling tightly to their mother’s hand. All who come back are coming back before midnight. And all could hear the profanities that hang in balance from the fourth […]
The Freya Project: Where Women Have a Shared Voice
The Freya Project is a nonprofit organization founded in 2016 by two Catapult classes alumni, Natalka Burian and Nonie Bryzski.
The Cenote and the Harp
I thought of the things that were important. Then I asked myself if those things would be important later, wondering all the while about what it would be like to become a thing. Then the captain’s voice came over the intercom, and he gave a rundown on all the important things about the flight, […]
The Pursuit of Perfection
Later on the same trip, we got stuck in a horrendous traffic jam on a large bridge going into a major city. An early September heat wave had descended upon us. By this time, the temperature had unexpectedly swollen to nearly a hundred degrees. Bumper to bumper, the humans’ blaring and honking metallic machines […]
On goodbyes & practicing resurrection.
My old roommates bought a house. They are taking the rest of their things out of the old apartment tonight & then the Misfit House will be gone. It will be nothing more than a memory. (I will always call it the Misfit House because that’s what we were. We were the most beautiful collection […]