The Flipside Presents: Humans of Bobb
Like the rest of the internet, our hearts were captured earlier this year by the on-going Humans of New York and Humans of Chicago projects.
Seeking to expand the undertaking to include the Northwestern community, The Flipside sent its best photographers to the Bobb-McCulloch Residential Hall in order to catalog the joys, miseries, and ennui of our shared experience. These are the Humans of Bobb.
“La Machina, I think.”
“But what about after that?”
“Leaving this stall.”
“Why is that?”
“I can’t leave the only thing I’ve ever known.”
“Telling my pledge family that I didn’t want to live in the house.”
“How did they take it?
“There were a few more open seats at my birthday dinner this year.”
“I thought I knew what I wanted.”
“I wanted to feel something for once. It was all artificial. Roomie luvin' is fleeting.”
“When my mother kicked me out for choosing art school.”
“Why do it then?”
“Art is sustenance.”