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tbdevries · 2 years
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Chapel #hopecollege (at Dimnent Chapel, Hope College) https://www.instagram.com/p/CidXz93unzf/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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sophiahayden · 1 year
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I am beyond honored that one of the trailblazers for transgender people like me, and possibly the most highly educated transgender woman ever, Dr. Diana Sorrentino, shared my story with the enlightened crowd at @hopecollege in my home state of #Michigan ☺️ She’s like the mother I’ve always wanted! 🥰🥰🥰 https://youtu.be/LBxYvOiUG4c she mentions my journey at the minute mark 39m:15s - thankful for her, for the university, for the students attending, and for the @jim_collins_foundation #girlslikeus #transfemme #transrights #beYOU #beBRAVE #LGBT #LGBTQIA #transgender #mtf #youtube #trailblazers (at Phoenix, Arizona) https://www.instagram.com/p/CkTyR9gvWyB/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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gem-tian-violet · 4 years
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Fresh septum piercing on a super fun client with these gorgeous bullet cut white opals from the fantastic people at @anatometalinc! These ends are some of my favorite for septums! #highqualitybodyjewelry #septumpiercing #nosepiercing #whiteopals #piercingsbyjesslane #piercerbabe #appmember #safepiercing #studioseventeen #downtownholland #hollandmichigan #hopecollege #legitbodyjewelry #legitpiercing #michiganpiercer #femalepiercer @safepiercing #anatolove (at Studio Seventeen) https://www.instagram.com/p/B9hWWMvJ_k_/?igshid=18zbc240x58my
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“Those with nerves exhausted by work would relax there, following the restful example of those still waters, and, to whoever entered it, the room would provide a refuge of peaceful meditation in the middle of a flowering aquarium.”
—Claude Monet, 1909
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kyliegalloway · 5 years
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A City of Memorial (Pere Lachaise, Entry 3)
I studied the 20tharr. (and specifically, Pere Lachaise) for my FYS final presentation in Professor Janes’ class, and I thought I knew what to expect. Much to my surprise, actually being in the place felt much different than I thought it would be.
When we first got off the Metro and walked over to the cemetery, the entrance we went into wasn’t as well-marked or obvious as it seemed it would be, considering Pere Lachaise is such an important lieu de memoire.
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The cemetery quite literally felt like its own little city: winding paths, roundabouts, and even the memorials looked like miniature houses. The history of how this place began as a small cemetery and what it has become now amazes me, and you can really see that with the layers upon layers of memorials and graves. I didn’t expect the old parts to be so mixed in with the newer graves--- we saw one for this year next to one some that were so old you couldn’t even read the year. I felt like I wasn’t in Paris anymore and had entered a whole different world because it felt so much like a real city when we stepped inside.
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In my FYS, we talked about how Pere Lachaise was used as a place of memory (or lieu de memoire). This idea really came alive for me as we wandered up random staircases and down various wooded paths. It is a place for people to remember: both the famous people and the Parisian’s of the neighborhood. I think this is important to note as an idea of memory because it shows us how the people are remembered. Everyone is in the same windy streets, but represented differently with the architecture, size, or shape of their tombs. In FYS, Prof. Janes told us that people like to go on picnics there or walk through with friends. I don’t know why this is, but it is certainly true. We even saw a man eating McDonald’s in front of Delacroix’s memorial. It’s a place of memory, but also a public place. I really like that people honor the place by using it as a part of the city, not just using it as a place of grievance. It is different from the US in the fact that the cemetery is also a beautiful park. I wish that it was like this in the US because I think it is important to remember the people who are memorialized and (almost) interact with them as you go throughout your daily life. Pere Lachaise has a lot of diversity of the people buried there, and I think that it is very cool that they remember these people in such a beautiful place. The diversity of the tombs also shows the diversity of the people remembered in this “city.” Some are large and ornate, while others are smaller and simpler. I think this also portrays the idea of a city really well. Not everyone is the same in a city, but everyone functions together.
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I thought it was really amazing to see Edith Piaf’s tomb because I researched it for class. I didn’t realize how surrounded her tomb was; it wasn’t that easy to find. Edith Piaf was a Parisian-raised singer, famous for La Vie en Rose. The grave isn’t even just for her, it’s for her family. I originally thought that since she was so well known, she would have her own special place, but I think this says a lot about how the people of Pere Lachaise are memorialized. It is interesting that they seem to value the person more than their accomplishments, and I really appreciate that. I experienced her place of memory by admiring the simplicity of her tomb, compared to those around her, and by looking at what people had left in memory of her.
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Overall, visiting Pere Lachaise was an experience that is important to how I see places of memory and remembrance in Paris. It is a place that feels like a different world and its own little city within the city.
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dfpena · 5 years
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And the cycle begins once more. New adjustments to new schedules and new living arrangements. It’s our third year of doing this, moving our eldest back to college, yet it doesn’t get any easier. We didn’t do anything really this year. She moved things with the help of her boyfriend, Tony @tone_gates22, already demonstrating signs of independence from us by not expecting help from us. We only stopped by for some last minute details and to say farewell. We love you flaquis and we hope your junior year is a spectacular one! #junioryear #hopecollege #newschoolyear #missyou #loveyou #alwaysbeourbaby #blessed (at Hope College) https://www.instagram.com/p/B1nEQnGAW8wpRQHu8NgPyDM185e-cIXmHlKDH00/?igshid=1txwea5bo15co
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djdago4 · 6 years
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DJ Dago - Steady Job. When the best rapper in the game brought down Hope College’s server by spamming this video to the entire campus
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htbuilder70 · 7 years
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blairemclaren · 3 years
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Dr. F. Phillip Van Eyl Death – Obituary, Dr. F. Phillip Van Eyl Has Died
Dr. F. Phillip Van Eyl Death - Obituary, Funeral, Cause Of Death Dr. F. Phillip Van Eyl, retired professor and the first @hopemensosccer head coach, died on August 13. He was 93. Dr. Van Eyl's leadership also created the scientific foundation of the hopecollege Department of Psychology. ....click link to learn more
Dr. F. Phillip Van Eyl Death – Obituary, Funeral, Cause Of Death Dr. F. Phillip Van Eyl, retired professor and the first @hopemensosccer head coach, died on August 13. He was 93. Dr. Van Eyl’s leadership also created the scientific foundation of the hopecollege Department of Psychology. Through a social media announcement, DeadDeath learned on August 18, 2021, about the death of Dr. F. Phillip…
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gem-tian-violet · 4 years
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Fresh and fancy industrial with a purple opal surrounded by two white Swarovskis for the ultimate fancy ear! Jewelry by the fantastic people at @anatometalinc! #qualityjewelry #industrialpiercing #fancyear #piercerbabe #piercingsbyjesslane #appmember #safepiercing @safepiercing #earpiercing #hopecollege #hollandmichigan #michiganpiercer #freshandfancy (at Studio Seventeen) https://www.instagram.com/p/B7G2L3pHApT/?igshid=1imye0vgvaefm
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What I love most about Paris so far is that it is a place of juxtapositions. This may seems strange to admire, but this “gray” personality of Paris, how she says she’ll be not black OR white in anything— any opinion, any stance— speaks to my artist heart that always sees the world in the most colourful gray, in an attempt to find the middle ground between extremes.
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The phenomenon of being a place of such juxtaposition rings odd and inviting—odd mostly because of the differing anecdotes I glimpse being lived out before me on a day to day basis while staying here. Inviting because each of these lived stories almost beckons me to look closer, to pay attention.
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Just the other day we walked along the winding narrow streets of the 11th on the way to dinner (barely enough room for one person, let alone three, on the sidewalks!), while hours before we had stared wide-eyed at the open and majestic Haussmann-style boulevards emanating outwards from the Arc de Triomphe.
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This same day we strolled down the Champs-Élysées and bought perhaps the most expensive (yet also the most delicious) macrons in Paris. The spacious boulevard was packed with shoppers clad in name brand clothes, many tourists, and the poshest shops in all of Paris. As my professor would say, the character of the Champs-Élysées could be described as shi-shi and a bit hoity-toity. We lived this narrative for the afternoon, in a pretend-fantasy-tourist sort of way (my opinions on Champs-Élysées and the wealth of the boulevard and what it stands for in France is a whole different story), yet at dinner later we became the common folk in search of not expensive sweets but simple crusty bread to fill our grumbling stomachs.
At dinner at Les Galopines de Lulu, a quintessentially French bistro, we had the kindest waitor in perhaps all of Paris. He didn’t speak much English, but he took the time to describe each item on the menu and translate it for us. In this tiny bistro, he was the only waitor present and was visibly all over the place, tending to all of the customers, managing multiple tables. One would think he would come to us Americans as stressed out and annoyed at our presence, at our incapability to speak and read French... but he came to us in the most hospitable manner and showed us utmost kindness.
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This came as a surprise when just days prior, a friend and I had gone to the grocery store in search of dinner and became the laughing stocks and frustration of all the customers in the shop as we struggled to use the self-check out machines (we thought we knew what we were doing, but it turns out even the self-check outs are different from American ones). We gathered many of the French were annoyed with our floundering, especially one of the store clerks, as he had to come over and assist us at least five times. Outsiders looking in, oui, we are un-French!
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After dinner at Les Galopins, another juxtaposition to our day came about on the metro returning home that evening; we witnessed two homeless people asking for money. They called out loudly on the train while we bumbled along, walking from car to car. Many Parisians stood or sat with eyes glued to the floor, unwilling to help, set on their mission from point A to point B. Yet a few offered a handful of coins to the homeless as they passed by. How can so many in Paris be so wealthy, and also so many be so poor?
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I could go on and on... Paris is rich and poor, old and new, quaint and modern, hospitable and cold, filled with young and aged, fast-paced and extremely leisurely, home to many locals and a place of destination for tourists, elegant and dingy, beautiful and ugly, building-filled and park-filled, “French” but also a giant melting pot of people from all over the world, local and metro city, neighbourhood and country, specialised and general, colourful and beige, wide open and small and narrow.
Each day seems to present different moments of juxtaposition and I find myself planted in two stories at once much of the time, fulfilling entirely different, yet related, roles. I am the outsider yet participant in Parisian society, I am confused at what I see must also delighted and inspired.
Through direct experience and immersion in Parisian culture, I am realising Paris comes to me not as a place of either/or, but rather a place of both/and.
Paris walks a fine line between the two ends of the spectrum, doesn’t invite me in all the time to make sense of it all, but every one and a while she whispers and reveals her purpose and personality and I strain to listen. I’ve been here almost a week and I feel as though I have just begun to “meet” Paris, to appreciate her narrative. Already in my mind I am missing her, anticipating my departure, yet kissing the sides of her cheeks in familiar greeting sometime in the future (I can only hope).
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So with the remaining time I have with Paris, I will continue to get to know her. This is all I can do— will it ever stop? Does this “getting to know” ever cease with a particular place? Places forever keep changing, as we do as humans. This concept of continued change between the observed and the observer may even produce a narrative entirely different than what one had experienced a short time prior in a specific place, at a specific time.
Continued change is inevitable, but I must question legacy— what will hold true and constant, if anything, about who Paris is and who I am? I say all this to claim— people and places aren’t that different after all— we may be one in the same: changing, being, welcoming, continuing, living, speaking.
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Today we are excited to share Jackson Strabel will be taking his talents to @hopecollege! (at Midwest United FC) https://www.instagram.com/midwestunitedfc/p/BwpUilCA2hs/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1f6wk2wnr7lvu
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