Meet the Millers, thanksgiving edition.
The Michigan Daily went undercover to visit Ohio State to witness their tradition of jumping into Mirror Lake before the Michigan vs Ohio game this weekend. Eleven thousand students jumped into the lake chanting “Fuck Michigan”.
(Ruby Wallau/Michigan Daily)
MUDSKIPPERS HAPPENING NUMBER ONE
On Friday, November 1st, the artist group known as “The Mudskippers” hosted an event titled “Happening Number One.” The second and third floor of a residential space on 121 Glen, Ann Arbor, MI was turned into a performance gallery. Many performers, including, Nicholas Williams, Madalyn Hochendoner, Mia Massimino, Isaac Levine, Dylan Green, Nola Smith, Daniel Ghastin, Rebecca Kephart, Sopie Goldberg, Erica Gavin, Marisa Diamond, Katie Parks, and Yada Yada performed different pieces at the same time. The audience was left to wander the cramped, humid, narrow halls to happen upon viewing each piece. The Mudskippers thank all those in attendance…
1.) Isaac Levine
2.) Mia Massimino, Dylan Greene, Nola Smith
3.) Daniel Ghastin, and Ann
4.) Katie Parks
5.) An installation portion of a performance by Nicholas Williams
6.) Nick Tilma
7.) Sophie Goldberg
8.) Marisa Diamond, Erica Gavin
9.) Nola Smith, Dylan Greene
10.) Dylan Greene, Madalyn Hochendoner, Nola Smith
PHOTOS BY RUBY WALLAU
Photographs I took of the first Mudskippers performance art show my roommate organized at our house
Head and the Heart concert in Royal Oak Michigan
A friend of mine who had previously worked there over the summer, referred me to the Church of the Messiah in Detroit. After having a brief conversation with Charles Carson, he invited me to join them for Sunday Mass. Sunday morning at 11:30 I opened the doors to the church with no idea what to expect and was greeted warmly by Craig, a volunteer, and a handful of others who had arrived early. Despite the fact that Craig hadn’t been previously informed of my project, he eagerly gave me tips on angles and showed me where everyone would be throughout the service. Donna also immediately took me under her wing, giving me a grand tour of the church and telling everyone we ran across about my intentions to photograph.
I was taken aback by how warmly and easily I was received by the congregation. Several unexpected events occurred that I had not anticipated during the service. During the very beginning of the service, Donna’s son performed a dramatic and moving pantomime. Secondly, during Pastor Barry’s sermon, he pulled out a rifle, throwing it to the ground, and then thrust a bible into the air, stating the the word of god was their weapon.
The church was alive, with spirit, humanity, and passion. I could tell how the community had grown closer through their religion. I hope to return to the church and continue to develop relationships in the community.
This weekend I traveled to Washington DC to photograph a march led by By Any Means Necessary (BAMN), a civil rights group, protesting to support affirmative action by marching from the Lincoln Memorial to the Supreme Court to advocate ruling against Proposition 2.
Two houses down the street from my home is a castle adorned with Greek Symbols. After a bit of internet research, I discovered it was the home to Phi Alpha Kappa, the Christian Fraternity. On a rainy Friday afternoon, I rang the doorbell and was greeted by their President Matt. After a short explanation of the project, we exchanged contact information and he promised to get back to me after he spoke with the rest of the house. The next weekend I was invited to return with my camera and before I knew it I was swept into the life of a fraternity.
Contrary to what I anticipated, religion did not play that large of a role in the house. The boys had prayer before every meal, there was bible study on Wednesday evening, and groups went together to different churches, but all of the religious events were optional and I learned that several members did not even identify as Christian. The house was an open environment, I had never before met a group of guys so comfortable that they could talk about anything together. Religion was a common ground that brought together very different types of people and gave them a forum to interact through that might never have occurred otherwise.
I feel lucky to have met this group of brothers and befriended some of them despite the fact that we normally would also have never crossed paths. I met Jade, who gave me a tour of the house the first time I visited. He’s a fifth year student studying engineering, almost never spotted without a blender full of a protein shake, and one of the most open individuals I have ever met. Jade told me that Matt was like a younger brother to him, I could tell that under normal social situations the two might not have been as close of friends, but they had an ease of friendship fostered by the house that could not be faked. Matt is incredibly kind, strong in his beliefs, and his relationship with his girlfriend was the subject of some teasing because of their obvious utter adoration of one another. I had the surreal experience of playing lacrosse in a park with three frat boys sporting tank tops and lacrosse sticks with the house dog, Riley. I attended bible study, watched New Girl with a group of guys, witnessed far too many Super Smash Bro tournaments, watched them play beer pong at their small party, went to several dinners, and an alumni barbecue.
I spent almost a week visiting the house and meeting all of the boys, to the point where they gave me the code to their backdoor. I had an incredibly positive experience and have made a couple of friends that I never would have imagined making.