Authors Articles by Sam Powell '17
Sam Powell '17
Samuel David Powell is a St. Paul the Apostle School graduate. His favorite subject is history, which Jesuit starved him of during his freshman year. He now writes for The Roundup. Not much else to say...
Tall shelves lined the average walls of a short-ceilinged room. "Googly eyes," "hot glue," "pipe cleaners," "acrylics;" the bins piled up as far as they reached. However, all lay dormant with the light switch off, patiently awaiting the children to brightly rush in with cheers of jubilation, an surge in artistic creativity. In addition, though inanimate, the materials emitted...
Lift the plates and glasses, put them on the rack, garnish the table with glitter, reset the table, and repeat. Such actions continued for approximately one hour until the grandfather clock rung six and seniors ambushed the dining area for the evening's meal and activity. At this point, the room illuminated, brighter than the glitter bands the students had...
"Oh, I loved the butterfly!" a guest exclaims at the end of the tour as the docent's palm slams her forehead. "Damn pests!" the farmer would try to shout over the muffling biplane engine coating the cornfield with pesticides. "Is that a beetle?" I silently asked myself when the painting entered my field of vision. The simple answer to all...
How do we respond when we think about and experience the feeling of a touch? Does it entertain our minds with warm and sunny memories of comfort, or does it haunt the mind with the experiences of abuse and violence? Does it represent a welcoming, thorough handshake or a helpful hand, or does it signify a denial? Just as...
As one foot follows the other throughout the halls of Jesuit, the only repetitions other than the seas of scrambling navy blazers are the walls, the structures of our community that resonate with names of the achieved and artistic masterminds. However, while perusing through the art on the Jesuit campus or reading the Monthly Art Focus, one may falsely...
If the end of the year were able to speak, it would holler, “Surprise! Finals time!” Students cram for their finals as they hatefully scroll their eyes across seemingly infinite pieces of paper while jerking their fingers upward to hear the pop of the seventh can of Red Bull. The process continues as the clock strikes one, two, and...
In any ordinary museum, the visitors, allotted one visit in one day, tend to glance at the most prominent or famous pieces of art. In other cases, they tend to focus on pieces that “strike their fancy,” preferring particular styles of some works over others. However, the students of Jesuit receive four years, each about 180 days, to explore...
Take a moment and imagine yourself strolling down the B hallway en route to next period’s class. This ordinary daily task seems incredibly automatic as students and faculty walk down the hallway like a network of ants speeding along their dirt highway. Despite the multitude of small distractions in the hallway, a certain sketch always seems to catch the eye....
