The Mystery in the Shadows_Trix_Photoshopper_The Ideal Superpower
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The Mystery in the Shadows
It was the year 3039、 There was a huge meteor invasion put upon the Earth. The people didn’t know how to react. They had never seen anything like this before. What was happening? Why was it happening? Who was causing this distress upon the people? There were so many questions rushing through their minds at the moment. The tall buildings around them had all fallen and the pieces had scattered everywhere. Massive destruction had caused the extinction of the human species. Except for one human, Laura, or that's what she had thought. She was stuck under a pile of dirt and debris. Just 4 minutes ag...
Trix
I was walking home alone, like usual. It seemed I was always alone. I had been alone my entire life. At least that's what it felt like. What was it about me that people shied away from? Every foster home I had ever been in had returned me, citing that I was just too strange. I didn't fit into their family dynamic. Not that I didn't try. I did. I couldn't help that I was the way I was. I WAS different. I knew that. But before my parents were gone, my differences were celebrated. I was told I was unique. But my parents were gone. I didn't know why, or how, or even what had happened. No one woul...
Photoshopper
I once had to fill in a job application form that asked, “If you had a superpower, what would it be?” and I wrote down, “photoshopper”. Now, I realise most of you will probably tell me that’s NOT a superpower – I mean, we’ve all tweaked stuff on our phones, haven’t we? (I have a particularly fetching photo of myself with a friend where she is surrounded by stars and I am sporting reindeer’s antlers and a little black button nose.) But I want you to try reading that word again: it’s not photo shopper but photos hopper. For some reason I can’t explain, I have the ability to use photos to hop in...
The Ideal Superpower
Can you imagine a phenomenal world in unison. Is this really where we should be in 2020. Thinking of those before us, and those after us may not be able to comprehend what is happening now. All that is expected as a society, as beings who cares for others is the existence of what is now and ever being. An accord of hearts, thoughts and minds. A place in a moment of despair. Brought up to something more than disharmony. When all that is found is discord and friction at every corner. An embracement of accord no longer exists. Should we all accept this dissonance or what if we just allow...