Charlene Batlle graduated from Bard College Berlin last year, having concentrated in Ethics and Politics, but with a great interest in creative writing and international relations. Since finishing her Bachelor’s degree, she has entered a whole new chapter of her life filled with challenging yet rewarding experiences and is currently based in Washington, D.C. Hearing
BCB Blockchain Boom
Commencement approaches, and seniors are preparing to graduate. Meanwhile, senior thesis presentations have been ongoing. And, I heard—I overhead—through college grapevine that some seniors, in fact quite a number of them, talk about blockchain technology, crypto or some aspect of Web 3.0, in sections of their theses. It’s fun, it’s thrilling, it’s exciting, the new
Lolmythesis: BCB Edition 2022
On Friday April 8th, BCB’s Class of 2022 held their BA thesis turn-in reception—congratulations to us! This project is a milestone in our BCB careers, one which we’ve worked on tirelessly for many months. This year, students explored everything from blockchain technology, to musical expression, to environmentalism. In celebration of the completion of the thesis
Reflections on the “Anthropocene” – A Discussion with Prof. Laura López – Part Two
This is the second piece in a two-part series. Click here to read Part 1. Laura nodded her head and began to respond… “I was surprised about the pessimism of your generation. Dorothea [von Hantelmann] asked me what I thought about the class, and I said, wow, I’ve never had a class of students of
Reflections on the “Anthropocene” : A Discussion with Prof. Laura López (Part One)
Our task is to make trouble, to stir up potent response to devastating events, as well as to settle troubled waters and rebuild quiet places. Donna J. Haraway, Staying with the Trouble: Making Kin in the Chthulucene It seems as though the term “Anthropocene” has become a buzzword in academic discourse today. Though it may
Six Meetings with White Flowers
When spring came, even the false spring, there were no problems except where to be happiest. The only thing that could spoil a day was people and if you could keep from making engagements, each day had no limits. People were always the limiters of happiness except for the very few that were as good
The 9th and 10th of August
The 9th of August I water echinacea and watch melons grow. I find the scattered feathers of Turkeys in the morning, and the blood dripped dried below. I watch infinity’s strata unfold as keets corralled amass and grow into spotted Guinea Fowl. I recall, remember, am reminded of the depth of space, the tininess of
I am from here
Somewhere on the border, where the cold and the dry kills everything that needs to be killed, somewhere around here is where I’m from. Where the weeds are lush and the grass is gone. Where the cow’s milk tastes dirty and the breast milk tastes sad. Where bodies are cremated, not buried, and you can