When I return to my sit spot, I take a moment to close my eyes and breathe. I notice how familiar it feels now. The sounds, the air, and the pace of people moving nearby are recognizable in a way they weren’t at the beginning of the semester. I hear footsteps passing, quiet conversations, and […]

When I return to my sit spot this week, the seasonal shift is easy to notice. The air feels cooler, and the oak tree beside me has lost more leaves since my original drawing. The remaining leaves have changed from deep green to lighter yellows and browns, and more of the branches are visible. Fallen […]

When I close my eyes at my sit spot, I hear layers of sound–some loud and close, others softer and drifting from farther away. Footsteps, distant conversations, and the occasional car passing blend with quieter, more natural sounds like rustling leaves or the wind moving through the trees. Once I tune out the human noise, […]

When I return to my sit spot, the air feels colder now and the shift in season is easy to feel. If I try to embody one of the trees nearby, I imagine my feet planted firmly like roots and my arms stretching upward like branches adjusting to the colder weather. My spot would likely […]

Community is what makes Spelman College. It’s the principle that is both its foundation and its heartbeat. A community brought the college to life and continues to nurture it as the years pass. My sit spot is part of that ongoing network of life, connecting people, plants, and the unseen systems beneath us. Spelman’s landscape […]

When I return to my sit spot, I imagine closing my eyes and feeling my feet grow roots deep into the ground beneath Spelman’s campus. My roots would encounter manmade materials and the layered systems that power both the college and the wider Metro Atlanta area—water lines, electrical conduits, and infrastructure optimized to stay contained […]

When I return to my sit spot, I close my eyes, breathe slowly, and tune into my senses: Sound: I hear distant traffic. There’s a low hum of cars on nearby streets. In my vicinity, I hear rustling leaves, occasional bird calls (a crow?), and the soft creaking of branches swaying in the breeze. Smell: […]

My sit spot is beside a large oak tree near the Sisters Chapel lawn at Spelman College. From where I sit, I can see the pathway that leads toward the center of campus, with benches lining one side and patches of grass and flower beds on the other. Across the open space I can see […]