Month: October 2015

seiya bowser

Seiya Bowser is an 18-year-old artist who has just graduated high school. Growing up he has lived in Los Angeles, Japan, and New York.  What is the process of creating your paintings? Is it a long creative process?  “The process for creating the pieces takes me very long, but, usually what I do is just chill, smoke weed, and just start the piece. It takes a long time for me to decide what the piece actually is until I’m about halfway through, which is weird I don’t know why I do that.” Was this work for school, or did you do this in your own time?  “All the work I do is for myself. When I was in high school my art teacher helped me a lot, but, I never really did work or pay attention just did my own stuff, she didn’t really like that.” What, or who inspired you?  “I’m mostly inspired by my friends, they’re always throwing ideas at me for what to paint. Me and my friend Jonah always take shrooms and paint …

small town melodies / poems by joseph felkers

  WILLIAM TELL I remember playing the william tell overture and the farmer who forecasted the weather and elections, and sometimes I think about it all and my place in it when often I realize it couldn’t’ve ever happened. Root beers and bug spray melting into 401k’s I remember sitting at the stoplight that was always red and realizing that everything breaks   TWENTY FIVE OVER FIFTY FIVE august eleventh ninety four degrees small town, big dreams its dark outside besides occasional lightning cracks its only heat lightning darling turn off the radio twenty five over fifty five crickets provide a soundtrack harmonious rubber to rubble racing through a small town at eleven twenty six I glance a second and I know you’re beautiful but I cry because the only feeling you know in this god forsaken town is the bruises that outline your father’s love for you fags are only cigarettes remember that, you’re much more than a cigarette ABOUT THE AUTHOR Joseph Felkers is a high school sophomore and poet from West Michigan. Self …

who·lee·ah: an interview

All words and artwork by Julia Rocha, a senior in high school. Scroll below for an exclusive interview. Self Portrait Along the Borderline between Mexico and the United States Daughter of Frida Daughter of Diego Thought to have been born a mess of mangled appendages, Years later, she reassembles herself. Sewing together baby arms baby legs She emerges fractured and triumphant. Digging herself out of the ground– Her skin covered in chocolate dirt, Finding herself in a desert, She takes after the cacti that grow around her: Never succumbing to thirst. For five years she walked Tiny feet encrusted in burning sand She did not plan to stop walking Until one day, a fence sprouted like a weed: Wrapping itself around her. A metal barricade Tear streaks of rust engraved on its surface She finally stops walking Curled up in the shade of the wall She sleeps for the first time. The first few nights she dreams of sunflowers, Dreams of yellow petals towering over her Covering her like weightless blankets. One night she dreams of …

The Tunnel Magazine Survival Guide: Work to live, don’t live to work

Art and Words by Rory Turner Continuing Part 1 of the Tunnel Magazine Survival Guide, this week we will look closely at how best to cope with the stresses and strains of a creative degree, and the ways to achieve that all important work/life balance. Before you read any further, here are the 5 most important pieces of advice that I would have given myself if I was starting first year: Don’t let your course overrule your life Don’t forget to socialize Eat and sleep sensibly Talk- don’t bottle up negative feelings! Just enjoy the experience! (YOLO) Now we’ll delve deeper into how this advice came about… The downward spiral Having spoken to a number of friends before embarking on this article, it seemed ironic to them that I should be giving people advice on how to deal with stress on their course. After all, having found my first year to be very difficult at times, I had in fact seriously considered calling it a day, and simply dropping out by February. This may come as …

Happy Birthday, Tunnel!

Pictured above: Little Baby Tunnel –> Big Baby Tunnel. Babies courtesy of Daniela Nicholson. Dear Tunnel People (moles?), It makes me so happy when people approach me with positive feedback about Tunnel, when they say that it’s grown so much and that it’s run so well. It always catches me off guard, because Tunnel is my baby and its beginnings were so humble: just one student, behind a laptop, struggling with the Gaussian blur level of Tunnel’s logo. At first, I was always pleading for artwork and support, because I felt I had to be able to offer something quantifiable in return for your contributions. But what I’ve learned, more than anything else, is how generous young artists are. I and the Tunnel staff have been so blessed by young people, who send in inquiries from across the country / world, who send version after version of the same image because we need higher resolution, who readily volunteer their time to contribute more to Tunnel and share Tunnel with their loved ones. This goes for …