My name is Savannah Jaye.

I'm a photo student at Savannah College of Art and Design.
I have a passion for people and their stories.
I'm a writer, photographer, and wanderer, but I'm not sure in which order.
I'm living my dream and interning for TWLOHA this spring.

What you read on this blog are my thoughts and my words, and are in no way endorsed or sponsored by TWLOHA.

I'm not there yet, but I'm past the start.

 

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The Willow & The Builder — Rosaline

Got your picture, Rosaline 
The hardest part of leavin’ 
Maybe somewhere on some city street 
She’s waitin’, she’s waitin’ 
And prayin’ lord 
Bring him back to me 
But I ain’t comin’ 
I ain’t comin’, no 

Carved our names in 
The willow tree 
To prove that we been livin’ 
‘Cause this ain’t no life that’s permanent 
Now is it? Now is it? 
‘Cause roots rip up and turn to walkin’ feet 
Believe it, believe it 

‘Cause every day’s gettin’ harder still 
I can’t forget it and probably never will 
‘Cause I left my heart across that river wide 
On the Brooklyn side 

Give me sunlight, give me sympathy 
No soul goes unforgiven 
Oh sweet sorrow hangin’ over me 
I need you, I need you 
You help me write all these songs I sing 
I love you, I love you 

Rosaline, oh Rosaline 
You’re still in that willow right there next to me 
So if you see that girl, tell her I’m standin’ by 
On the Brooklyn side 

Rosaline, oh Rosaline 
I did what I done so I could set you free 
And you can find my heart in that river tide 
On the Brooklyn side

This entire album is fantastic and available for free download right now on Bandcamp. If you don’t download it you’re silly and we probably aren’t friends in real life.

community

A community is often times thought of as a group of people who share an interest, a certain taste in clothing or music, or even a zip code.  A community can be understood an assembly of people that is fighting for a common goal or suffering from a common enemy.  We align our communities by income, religious doctrine, and political belief; however, I want to challenge these ideas.

I believe a community can be something so much larger than that if we let it be.  I believe in the best of people.  I believe that deep down everyone wants what is best for our world. I believe in a community that can be united in our desire for quality life, not divided in our approach.

And I want to be apart of that community.  A community that is open and accepting. A community that celebrates life and the good things in it.  A community that acknowledges its shortcomings and imperfections.  A community that is striving for something better together.

Recently my idea of community and relationships was challenged.  And then it was challenged again.  And then it was challenged again.  I was challenged to look outside of myself and my closest, oldest friends and ask others, strangers, to become apart of my community.  I was asked to be intentional with this process.  I was asked to be transparent with these strangers. I was asked to find their strengths and celebrate them.  And then?  Then I was asked to find their weaknesses and confront them.

Our weaknesses and imperfections are the best part about us, because it’s where we find our growth.  It’s where we find our true acceptance from others.  It’s where we find our encouragement. But it’s also where most communities fail.  Too often we’re afraid to confront others, even if it’s in love.   However, I believe that without this crucial last step, we can never grow into our potential as a community or as an individual.

So I want to be part of something.  With you.  And the person who just stole my parking spot.  I want to be part of something bigger.  I want to love and support. I want honesty and vulnerability.  But most importantly, I want confrontation and encouragement.  I want to find my strength, my hope, and my growth within this community.

This is my writing sample on the subject of community that I submitted with my To Write Love On Her Arm’s internship application!