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      <image:title>Issue 1 Archive - Up, Up, Up - Artist’s Statement: Up, Up, Up</image:title>
      <image:caption>The theme of this work is the feeling of being stuck between the dream and the reality. This sculpture depicts an abstracted human form. The figure is trying to strain its limbs up, but she cannot truly float off the ground or stand up, like a beetle that’s been turned over. Alternatively, one might imagine her having just fallen from the sky—her back just touched the ground and her limbs are going to naturally droop down. People harbor lofty ideals to varying degrees, or at least once did. These ideals don't originally come from within; most are born from society. As a child I dreamed of building up the nation. I don't believe such a grand ideal just suddenly sprang from my young mind, it was likely because teachers constantly told us we were the new generation and the hope of the nation. Ironically, these ideals born from society are rejected by society itself. Ideals spur you to endure suffering for them, but society calls you toward the tranquil, comfortable life of the bourgeoisie. Ideals encourage you to create value through work, but that very job demands you toil day and night on repetitive, superficial tasks. Ideals wave and smile at you, yet society vehemently denies the worth of it all. These displaced ideals get stuck in the fissure between spirit and reality, stuck in the human heart where they burn persistently, stabbing at the soul as if to tear it apart. Ultimately, these individuals become like this artwork itself, like beetles, unable to turn over or cease their struggle. As they struggle, they scorn both those lying down and those standing up, while simultaneously being mocked by the standing and the lying.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Issue 1 Archive - Up, Up, Up - Artist’s Statement: Holy Cow</image:title>
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      <image:title>Issue 1 Archive - Sparrows From Central Park - Artist’s Statement: Holy Cow</image:title>
      <image:caption>Artist’s Statement: Sparrows From Central Park This is an acrylic painting, and the theme of this painting is that beauty in life can be found everywhere. We live in a fast-paced society where people tend to choose quick and effortless solutions for everything they do. After a tiring day at work, someone might choose to open their phone and watch short videos to unwind. When a student is asked to create a painting, they might turn to Pinterest for inspiration. While these tools can sometimes efficiently help you achieve your goals, more often than not, you find yourself overwhelmed by a flood of information—unable to digest or decide, only growing more anxious. So why not see the world through your own eyes instead of relying on the internet? This painting captures the sparrows I saw in Central Park. The story is simple yet truly brought me joy. Usually you won’t see this many sparrows just sitting in front of you, but one time, I brought a cheese sandwich and these little birds just saw the opportunity to get a free meal from me. So when I sat down on the bench, I saw little fluffy brown balls jumping around me. But when I tossed out the first crumb, the world slowed down. I can still vividly recall the plumpest sparrow leaping up, slightly spreading its wings, and after a stretch and the retract of its neck the crumb was gone. Silence, every sparrow crouched on the ground, waiting for me to toss the second crumb. They stood quietly, yet their feathers fluttered gently in the breeze. Some mysterious force seemed to exist between them, holding each other. Everything appeared calm, but you could sense the sparrows poised for action. The sunlight filtered through the trees, unconcerned.</image:caption>
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    <loc>https://www.concreteharbor.com/issue-1-archive/sophia-hou</loc>
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      <image:title>Issue 1 Archive - Holy Cow - Artist’s Statement: Holy Cow</image:title>
      <image:caption>Is This It I took this picture during Brown University’s “420 festival”—a time filled with free flowing music and laughter. And only after, when editing, did I come across this person gazing off into the distance,  while everyone else was “having fun.” Just a glance at this picture and he is my focus. I get a sense of dissociation and imposter syndrome when I look at this and it reminds me of all the times I've been that person amidst the party wondering “is this it?” I posted this image on instagram accompanied by the song, “Everything In Its Right Place” by Radiohead. Listening to this song always brings upon a feeling of existential angst and it felt fitting for this piece. When I listen to the music of Radiohead often I get the feeling of falling in place, and similarly with this shot, I notice my line of vision slowly closes in on my person of focus as the song progresses—bringing deeper into his thoughts and closer to his experience.</image:caption>
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    <loc>https://www.concreteharbor.com/issue-1-archive/yaakov-ellis</loc>
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    <lastmod>2026-05-26</lastmod>
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      <image:title>Issue 1 Archive - Three Photos - Artist’s Statement: The Major Lift</image:title>
      <image:caption>Sweat is flying everywhere, the ref is grinning, and in the stands there is a mix of anger, relief and excitement. Despite all the commotion, both fighters are in their own worlds, only aware of the struggle between each other.  Not wanting to miss a second of the fight, I set my camera to sports mode and spammed the shutter button—allowing my eyes to stay transfixed on the scene unfolding in front of me. Often I hear people slander shooting on auto settings or mass shooting, calling it a cheat and instead advocating for a more thoughtful selective process. However, I believe both to be valid in their own regard, and in a moment like this, I knew there wasn’t much manipulation needed to emphasize what was unfolding in front of me. Sometimes being “there” and pressing the shutter is enough. When editing, I chose a monochrome composition to remove the distractions that come with color and emphasize the emotions taking place. I also noticed the way the ropes of the boxing square divided up the boxing square, segmenting the image into horizontal strips. I chose to crop it vertically to juxtapose the composition and emphasize the dimensions at play.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Issue 1 Archive - Three Photos - Artist’s Statement: Messy Room, Memories on the Ground</image:title>
      <image:caption>A melancholy feeling washes over me, looking at the photos on the ground from our attempted scrapbook. But we got a call to go hangout and were leaving everything on the ground right now. Incomplete. Not everything needs to be complete for life to move on. And more often than not I find myself looking back on events as many incomplete conversations and actions—amounting to this very moment right now. This is a photo which drifted along in my camera roll unnoticed for quite some time. One afternoon, (presumably during a boring school lecture) when browsing through google photos, this image pops up as a “memory of the day” and a suggested edit was to mask my subject and desaturate the background. I liked the effect created and decided to post it. I don't usually keep my photos in a vertical orientation even if shot that way, but here it's different. Here the vertical orientation helps to accentuate Danny’s slender figure and bent over posture pairs with his accentuated glow—turning him into a street light for what is scattered all around him. And all around him are different items which are proof our life lived; side by side. A Calvin and Hobbes stuffed stuffed animal on his table. A cardboard poster I made him for his recent kickboxing boxing tournament. And shirts stuffed into his dresser in a rushed manner—because there are better things to be doing than folding one's clothes.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Issue 1 Archive - Three Photos - Artist’s Statement: Is This It</image:title>
      <image:caption>Is This It I took this picture during Brown University’s “420 festival”—a time filled with free flowing music and laughter. And only after, when editing, did I come across this person gazing off into the distance,  while everyone else was “having fun.” Just a glance at this picture and he is my focus. I get a sense of dissociation and imposter syndrome when I look at this and it reminds me of all the times I've been that person amidst the party wondering “is this it?” I posted this image on instagram accompanied by the song, “Everything In Its Right Place” by Radiohead. Listening to this song always brings upon a feeling of existential angst and it felt fitting for this piece. When I listen to the music of Radiohead often I get the feeling of falling in place, and similarly with this shot, I notice my line of vision slowly closes in on my person of focus as the song progresses—bringing deeper into his thoughts and closer to his experience.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Blog - Yaakov Ellis, Boardwalk Talks No. 3 - Rachel Chitofu, a poet and medical student, wears a stethoscope.</image:title>
      <image:caption>Yaakov Ellis, a photographer and filmmaker.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Blog - Yaakov Ellis, Boardwalk Talks No. 3 - Make it stand out</image:title>
      <image:caption>Yaakov Ellis looks toward the camera with his eyes closed.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Blog - Sophia Hou, Boardwalk Talks No. 2 - Rachel Chitofu, a poet and medical student, wears a stethoscope.</image:title>
      <image:caption>Sophia Hou, an artist and violinist.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Blog - Rachel Chitofu, Boardwalk Talks No. 1 - Rachel Chitofu, a poet and medical student, wears a stethoscope.</image:title>
      <image:caption>Rachel Chitofu, a poet and medical student, wears a stethoscope.</image:caption>
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    <loc>https://www.concreteharbor.com/issue-2-archive/carrie-tan</loc>
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    <lastmod>2026-06-02</lastmod>
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      <image:title>Issue 2 Archive - tumble dry - pick a random year, and we are racing down staircases that glow brighter at the very ends, while the sun radiates something that’s as close as it gets to a melody. the refrains are under your feet, swishing like maraca-sands, the rests are as thin as the fine lines in your hair. you’re flying with a stationery-filled parachute, landing flat on empty</image:title>
      <image:caption>white that turns to fake grass, plastic playground, stuffed koi fish. in this version we are cannonballs into dark pits, speechless but croaking out deep hollows of grey. worn-out sneakers spill as the hallway slants downward. you clatter before me, i watch you go. Graphic (Taking a Dip) by Priscilla Wu</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Issue 2 Archive - Friend - Artist’s Statement: Friend</image:title>
      <image:caption>“Friend” was created with classic newspaper strips in mind, so I hope people can get a laugh out of it, but still feel a sense of unease. I used the fishes' perspective in this comic because this isn't specific to one situation, but it's easy to replace the fish and apply the cartoon to a lot of real-world horror. The fish aren’t foolish so much as limited—they don’t have the scale or context to understand what they’re looking at, and a lot of times, neither do we.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Issue 2 Archive - Two Untitled Photos - Artist’s Statement: Untitled Photo 1</image:title>
      <image:caption>Currently, we live in a world that is very rushed, and we often forget to slow down and appreciate the small things. I wanted everyone who saw my photograph to feel a sense of nostalgia and belonging. Us students are so focused on the future—What college will I get into? When can I find a job?—but how can we appreciate what we have around us right now if we’re always looking ahead? I used a soft focus and dull plain colours. This scene reminds me of looking into my grandparents’ room with the sun rising through the window.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Issue 2 Archive - Two Untitled Photos - Artist’s Statement: Untitled Photo 2</image:title>
      <image:caption>My work depicts the relationship between nature and human design, how ultimately, nothing is safe from the inevitable forces of nature that respond to what we build. This photograph captures a moment between a car and the ice that has formed around it. A simple image, at first glance. But look closer, and consider everything that had to be true for this exact moment to exist: The placement of the car, its orientation, the particular weathering of its surfaces, the temperature, the moisture, the time. By tomorrow, it will be impossible to replicate exactly the way it is now. We live alongside a natural world that is equally complex as ours.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Issue 2 Archive - laceframe - Artist’s Statement: laceframe</image:title>
      <image:caption>Shoes on a telephone line have drastically different meanings in different contexts. The strung-up sneakers could be a tribute to someone passing, mark violent action in an area, or become a symbol to leave behind after graduation. I took this photography knowing that every viewer would interpret the image differently. To draw attention to the shoes, I framed them inside the gate and telephone wires, yet titled my image “laceframe”—as if the shoelaces themselves were creating the framing as opposed to their surroundings—because the shoes themselves are orchestrating the context of the image. Whatever the intention was of the people who threw their shoes up onto the line, they left behind a mystery that everyone will decipher differently. Coming from a background where shoes on a line are simply a symbol of nostalgia, a trace of a stranger who came before you, it is a grounding feeling knowing that there are others to whom the same scene signals danger. I’m reminded of how differently we see the world since so much is dependent on past experiences. I know that what I leave behind, in small dents on the walls or seeds that will someday bloom, will affect each passerby differently. The world I’ve changed just by existing inside it will continue to be left to interpretation. We never truly know how we’ve affected a stranger.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Issue 2 Archive - The Hand That Feeds You - Artist’s Statement: The Hand That Feeds You</image:title>
      <image:caption>I spent my early childhood in rural Louisiana, deep in the American South. Through years of family visits back, I've witnessed Christian influence grow in the lives of many I know. The responses to the growing power of Christianity are varied. I’ve know people to use Christianity as a weapon against other groups of people, as a tool to hold themselves accountable, or as an explanation for things that some people wouldn’t even give a second thought to. My piece depicts this wild landscape of beliefs, as well as what it may look like to an outsider, which is my experience as someone who has never had much reason to believe in any of it. From where I currently stand, many of these Christian beliefs can appear absurd, but I don't mean that dismissively. I think absurdity has always been part of sacred literature; the Bible included. And yet oftentimes, some people—such as many in my home town Houma—take scripture as literal truth. I wanted to reflect the absurdity of this by quite literally staging human reactions to an overwhelming, larger-than-life presence. The work was created with Photoshop and a DSLR camera, I took about 20 pictures of myself in varying poses and expressions, and of course, a photo of my hand. Once I cut the backgrounds out of my images, I played with filters and effects in Photoshop, and placed myself in different locations on a surreal hillscape background that I had drawn, blurred, and pixelated. Then, I overlaid a final color filter to give everything a more blueish hue and the posterize effect to give that almost low-poly look.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Issue 2 Archive - Temptation - Artist’s Statement: Temptation</image:title>
      <image:caption>The inspiration for "Temptation" came from the biblical story of Adam and Eve. According to the story, Adam and Eve were instructed not to eat the fruit of the tree of knowledge, but were tempted by the serpent, thereby creating original sin.  The color choices also originated from biblical meaning. According to the Bible, blue represents divine law, red symbolizes humanity, and yellow signifies impurity. The contrast between the blue backdrop, the red apple skin, and the yellow core lures the viewer's eye to the center. The divide between the colors also symbolizes the separation between God and humans that was brought on by the eating of the forbidden fruit.  My choice to work with oil pastels relates to a modern-day form of greed: Economic greed revolving around crude oil. As geopolitical tensions rise, oil-abundant nations take advantage of their counterparts without oil reserves. This leads oil-abundant countries to become petro-aggressive, with foreign policy that favors only their interests. Essentially, my work critiques humanity’s tendency to give in to temptation and greed.</image:caption>
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