A Look Into "The Miraculous" In Houston

A Look Into "The Miraculous" In Houston

Take a moment to read the fine print.
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On one of my strolls through campus, I happened to stumble upon a yellow poster plastered to the sidewalk. Through the leaves, I was able to decipher black lettering and a huge number 16 at the very top. Of course, being an English major and in love with the unconventional, I stopped in my tracks and let my eyes take in the story in front of me. It spoke about a Yugoslavian artist and one of her pieces of work. As I continued reading, I found myself wrapped up in this story about an artist willing to put her life in danger for her art. Poster 16 is found on the sidewalk leading towards the fountain after crossing Entrance 14 from SR1. You can find it in the shade a stone's throw from the food trucks.

As I kept walking, I kept finding posters in the strangest places. In some instances, there was more than one of the same number translated into different languages. Each poster had its own unique story to tell. Every time my eyes found the bright yellow posters around campus, I could feel myself drawn to the life behind the words placed upon the side of a building. Why did someone put this here? Why did they want to share it? Why is it important for people to read?

The day after I found that first person, I decided to take a walk around the entire campus so I could find every single one. I was hell-bent on the fact that these strange writings on the walls and sidewalks had to mean something. It was a Friday afternoon, the sun was killing me, and I had the smartest idea to wear a black t-shirt. Long story short, I was dying.

As I passed Blaffer Art Museum and the School of Art, I noticed a man pulling bright yellow rolls out of the bed of his pickup truck. Just one of those "right place at the right time" scenarios. Through this chance encounter, I met the masterminds behind this project and learned what's it all about.

A critical studies professor at UH, Raphael Rubinstein, is the author of a book called The Miraculous. Each of the 50 chapters in this book describes an artist and their work. Some of the stories are quite fascinating. Each of the posters is a page pulled from each of the 50 chapters in the book. The project is meant to bring awareness to contemporary art. Dr. Rubinstein and his partner, Heather Bause, wanted to create something that would cause college students at the University of Houston to stop, put their phones down, and think about these stories. Most of our generation has little to no knowledge about the elements of contemporary art. By creating public exhibitions, Bause and Rubinstein use curiosity as their weapon of choice.

The project is a part of CounterCurrent, an art festival presented by the Cynthia Woods Mitchell Center for the Arts at the University of Houston. Their mission is to put on "a festival of performance, installation and ideas". It will take place April 18-23, 2017. A full schedule can be found here.

I encourage everyone to try to go to at least one of the amazing events planned for CounterCurrent. When you pass by one of these vivid posters, take a moment to stop and read them. It may spark a train of thought that could lead you somewhere incredible.

Get your tickets here.


Cover Image Credit: The Miraculous: Houston

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Nostalgic feelings have recently caused me to reflect back on my freshman year of college. No other year of my life has been filled with more ups and downs, and highs and lows, than freshman year. Throughout all of the madness, one factor remained constant: my roommate. It is time to thank her for everything. These are only a few of the many reasons to do so, and this goes for roommates everywhere.

You have been through all the college "firsts" together.

If you think about it, your roommate was there through all of your first college experiences. The first day of orientation, wishing you luck on the first days of classes, the first night out, etc. That is something that can never be changed. You will always look back and think, "I remember my first day of college with ____."

You were even each other's first real college friend.

You were even each other's first real college friend.

Months before move-in day, you were already planning out what freshman year would be like. Whether you previously knew each other, met on Facebook, or arranged to meet in person before making any decisions, you made your first real college friend during that process.

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The transition from high school to college is not easy, but somehow you made it out on the other side.

It is no secret that transitioning from high school to college is difficult. No matter how excited you were to get away from home, reality hit at some point. Although some people are better at adjusting than others, at the times when you were not, your roommate was there to listen. You helped each other out, and made it through together.

Late night talks were never more real.

Remember the first week when we stayed up talking until 2:00 a.m. every night? Late night talks will never be more real than they were freshman year. There was so much to plan for, figure out, and hope for. Your roommate talked, listened, laughed, and cried right there with you until one of you stopped responding because sleep took over.

You saw each other at your absolute lowest.

It was difficult being away from home. It hurt watching relationships end and losing touch with your hometown friends. It was stressful trying to get in the swing of college level classes. Despite all of the above, your roommate saw, listened, and strengthened you.

...but you also saw each other during your highest highs.

After seeing each other during the lows, seeing each other during the highs was such a great feeling. Getting involved on campus, making new friends, and succeeding in classes are only a few of the many ways you have watched each other grow.

There was so much time to bond before the stresses of college would later take over.

Freshman year was not "easy," but looking back on it, it was more manageable than you thought at the time. College only gets busier the more the years go on, which means less free time. Freshman year you went to lunch, dinner, the gym, class, events, and everything else possible together. You had the chance to be each other's go-to before it got tough.

No matter what, you always bounced back to being inseparable.

Phases of not talking or seeing each other because of business and stress would come and go. Even though you physically grew apart, you did not grow apart as friends. When one of you was in a funk, as soon as it was over, you bounced right back. You and your freshman roommate were inseparable.

The "remember that one time, freshman year..." stories never end.

Looking back on freshman year together is one of my favorite times. There are so many stories you have made, which at the time seemed so small, that bring the biggest laughs today. You will always have those stories to share together.

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The unspoken rule that no matter how far apart you grow, you are always there for each other.

It is sad to look back and realize everything that has changed since your freshman year days. You started college with a clean slate, and all you really had was each other. Even though you went separate ways, there is an unspoken rule that you are still always there for each other.

Your old dorm room is now filled with two freshmen trying to make it through their first year. They will never know all the memories that you made in that room, and how it used to be your home. You can only hope that they will have the relationship you had together to reflect on in the years to come.


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