Day 7: Il Messaggero – Finding Myself in an Angel’s Wings

Oh, but she is gentle and at peace, this 'winged figure' of exalted atmosphere... A man who watched me watching her found the resemblance quite uncanny, the only differences he saw were 'wings of faith.' Art inspiring art at the Art Institute of Chicago.

Day 5: 100-Meter Dash – Seeing Myself Through Someone Else’s Eyes

Face set hard, cold somewhere beyond the finish line... explain me this: why do you run this race while I watch you? A college poem exploring perfectionism through the lens of someone watching me run.