Noah Goes To RISD

It’s a bit hard to believe: I’ve finally made it. I’m here in Rhode Island, at RISD, and in my room. It’s a little surreal, and very awesome. I miss my family, but love it here. This summer is going to be great. Heck, these next three years are going to be great.

Check-in this morning was a smooth process, with pretty much everything going along easily. I lucked out with a single room (YES!!!), and have made it pretty homey around here. All ready to do some artwork—you know, the reason I’m here. My room is large enough for me, though there is an obnoxious slanted ceiling that means I can only walk upright in about one third of the room. But hey, it makes me feel less guilty about using that as a storage area.

Today has been a day of introductions and socialization. A lot of names, faces, majors, and places. My house has about 27 people living in it, of which are pretty much every sort of individual you could imagine. There was a tour (…meh), and a barbecue (yum!), and a boring RA meeting—which consisted mostly of our RA saying “don’t get caught.” Sweet.

Still tonight is an ice-cream social film-exhibition thingy, which I will most likely go to for free ice cream. After that is a hopefully restful night of sleep before a long, exciting day tomorrow. Whatever happens, at least I can gripe to the few people that I know.

A few parting words to New York

I loved my time in New York city, brief though it may have been. On the last day I was there I had the chance to see the Statue of Liberty up close. It’s a truly remarkable thing. Aside from a stunning piece of art, it effectively communicates that American independence so ingrained in our being. I loved it.

Also while I was in New York was the Bodies exhibit. From an artistic point of view, being able to see the muscles up close and without skin was purely awesome. From a human point of view, it was astonishing the complexity and apparent fragility of our bodies.

One more thing: diseased organs are nasty. Trust me.

A beautiful little town

My initial impression of Providence is a positive one. The buildings are old, the air is fresh, the canal is wonderful, the trees are plentiful. It all screams in unison of a New England town. Coming from beautiful Virginia, I naturally had worries about Providence being an ugly city with nothing more than dirty streets and tons of concrete. So far, it has been very far from that.

As I have time I plan to do a lot of walking around here, exploring all the nooks and crannies of the big, little city. Should be fun.