Interpretation Project a participatory project

Loneliness by Dana Rogers

Sometimes I’m happier alone a long drive, loud music, and the road.

Love by Iryna Verbata

My project is a photograph of an origami composition which I created myself.  The composition consists of figurines that I folded which together symbolize love.  I used Valentine’s day color (red and white) for the project.  Particularly I used a lot of red because red symbolizes passion.  I folded pieces that are symbolic of love [...]

Bored by Dana Rogers

Who could ever be bored with a vehicle like this?

Faith by Lauren

Nothing in my life has confirmed my faith more than living in a foreign country and getting to see the sun rise before the rest of the world.

Faith by Dana Rogers

When I was little I used to believe that every time it rained that meant there were angels crying.

Happiness by Heather Sims

The best view in the world.  MY greatest happiness comes from spending a day with my horses and going for rides.

Bored by Sara Jean

Took this picture at the mall and it reminded me of the song by Brad Paisley “Waitin’ on a Woman.”

Regret by Dana Rogers

I wonder if they will regret their decision later.

Happiness by Dana Rogers

I can think of this expression in any situation, and it makes me happy.

Faith by Heather Sims

My two best friends on their wedding day.  Their undying faith in each other and the love that they share is remarkable.  They were very young (in my opinion), only in their 20’s, when they married.  Yet they knew that they’d always be there for each other.  Endless FAITH.

Happiness by Sara Jean

A happy redneck.

Happiness by Dana Rogers

When I found this prank of the changing the background on my laptop to this; it made me very happy.

Vulnerable by Heather Sims

This was one of my most vulnerable moments.  It was taken by me just as my boyfriend walked in the room.  I was caught completely off guard and felt very vulnerable and a little embarrassed that he’d caught me taking pictures of myself.

Bored by Sara Jean

If only she had thumbs, she could have drank with us.

Love by Anonymous

Remember when I walked into our dorm room and you tackled me on the bed and just hugged me for a few minutes?  When you finally let up so I could breathe again I asked why you were so happy.  I had seen you just hours before and your response was, “Because I missed you.”  [...]