Friday, May 8, 2015


~Dreaming of a Day Where We Did Not Have to Cry, by Keely Ambrose-Ritzman
i'm a schizophrenic and I self harm. most of my drawing are the things i can see and others can not. but i made this drawing because i felt like i wanted to kill myself because of being bullied. i still am being bullied really bad. because i have schizophrenia and i can't tell who real doesn't make it easier that i have really hard time making friends.most people hear schizophrenia and run for the hills without see who i am. but my art helps me get throw the day.i see myself as a strong flower growing in the snow. everybody tells me i should die because flowers cant live in the snow but i don't give up because i know i can do it and one day spring will come and i will be the most beautiful flower and people will come far just to see my beauty and get to the real me. util that day comes i will keep drawing.

Saturday, March 28, 2015

LOST MY HEAD, by Anonymous

~Lost My Head, by Anonymous
"The meaning behind this piece basically was inspired with the battles of my sexuality and dealing with school and bullies, how everyday after coming back from school and my parents would judge my grades and how i acted. It was as if there was a hole in my chest no one could fill and my head hurt so much from crying every night that i sometimes it felt like i wanted to chop it off but i overcame it and now i know i can be better in life."

Thursday, March 26, 2015


~Fragment of Pain, by Lea Kontio
"You can be as beautiful as ever and the bullies will still continue calling you ugly. You can be thin as a stick and they will not stop calling you fat. There are a hundred things you are and still someone says that you're the opposite. Why, you might ask. I don't know. I really don't know, and i'm not sure if I ever want to know."

Friday, March 13, 2015


~Reaching For That Place, by Faerie Warrior
"So this is a drawing of me with flaming wings (kinda)
It represents rising over bullying even though it tries to drag us down into the abyss
Bullying is a lot like chains that hold us down (hence the chains)
My wings aren't perfect: due to bullying some of the feathers were ripped out but that won't stop me from rising above."

Thursday, March 12, 2015

WORDS CAN HURT, by Jazsmin Abene

~Words Can Hurt, by Jazsmin Abene
"So here is my second project in photography. It's called still life; basically a picture that tells a story so here is mine. I can not stand bullying. I won't tolerate it, seeing individuals putting one another just to make themselves feel better. Here at college I have seen and heard bullying at its finest. Who cares if you're tall, short, fat, skinny, black, white, gay, or straight?! We are all humans, and if you cut us open we all bleed the same. My story is to hopefully open up everyone's eyes and stop being silent when we see someone being bullied. That saying, "sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never kill me." Well I argue against that, some times words hurt more than any physical pain but society forces us to endure but I say no more. Being bullied myself I know for a fact that words hurt worse than any punch to the arm. So, my question is what will you, my friends and family, who are reading this, what will you do? Will you stand by while someone is bullied or will you stand up for a complete stranger?"