there were more people than seats at last night’s event.  thanks to everyone for coming out, the wyoming mfa loves you. to recap the evening:

max professing about “creative rhetoric.”

talkin about art & shit.

the ladies in the crowd say ‘what’

emily trostel: getting real, reading nonfiction about her wine habit.

quinnie kenworthy: reading nonfiction about being a bad ass motherfuckin pirate.

after an altercation with max over the inexorability of truth in creative rhetoric, katie schmid ended up in his clothes. then she read us some poetry about a pack of wild fathers.

then there was this two headed santa and we were like, “what’s up, santa?”

thanks to second story books for hosting the event. and thanks to irina zhorov for taking the good photos seen here.

happy halloween!

a few of our costumes:

an ant.

Hank Hill & Wednesday.

the Shake It girl.

a ballerina with a mustache.

a chill bro with canned goods.

a dog with a sword and a face gash. in a clown suit.

a chinese year of the tiger rabbi.

a happy couple.

another happy couple.

a poet.



Bolivian current affairs in metaphors.

first year non-fiction student Irina Zhorov put new photos up online, and they were too good not to share.  The images &  writing (some of which can be seen at her blog) document her time spent abroad with Bolivian miners.  Of the work, Miss Zhorov says…

Bolivia is the Saudi Arabia of lithium (this is good) but what if its lithium deposits become another Potosi (this is bad). Potosi, meanwhile, Bolivia’s glaring symbol of the Never Again, is still standing. Sort of. After close to 500 years of unsustainable exploitation, the mountain is collapsing on itself and its work force has a live-for-today attitude that breeds unsafe work conditions and perpetual disaster on the mount. At the same time, its long history and rich traditions sustain the Potosi miner as an almost mythological figure within Bolivia. I spent the summer there, in thin air, underground, learning and drinking. And taking photos.


land line.



another sunday out of doors, we spent one of the last warm days until summer bbq’ing in vedauwoo.  there were many dogs, and a lot of food.  miraculously, the only real conflict came about when the rabid pack fought over a charred scrap of hot dog.  a few pretty pictures:


the other big sky country.



find brad watson, shoveling beans into his mouth.



leader of the pack?



lone wolf.



just another day in the woods.



we traverse the landscape of this rock-climbing mecca.



we didn't have this thing called autumn last year.



on the rocks.



holiday card photo!



program boyfriends: stuck between a rock & a hard place.



head in the clouds.


where high art meets getting low

while there were many memorable moments from friday’s event, we were having too much fun to take pictures.  luckily, adam million had his iphone handy and was able to snap a few photos.

freaking beautiful music by david henson.

lindsay beamish (second year, nonfiction) reads about her feelings.

like any night to be remembered, we got so drunk we wouldn't remember. and ended the night with some necessary bar-top dancing by ladies of the uwyo mfa.

thanks to everyone who shared their work, especially david henson of shadows on a river. thanks to second story books for letting us invade their space.  and thanks to everyone who came out! good times, had by all.

thesis development

mfa nonfiction student emily trostel traveled last weekend to the colorado wine festival in palisade.  some would call this an excuse for dionysian ritual madness, but at the uwyo mfa we call it “thesis research.”

"thesis research"

"scientific method"

emily spent the summer travelling to wineries across the west, funded in part by a grant from the Haub School of Environment and Natural Resources. looking at wine in the context of the slow food and locavore movement, her research focuses upon grape growing and winemaking in colorado and wyoming. unlike napa (which she was also fortunate enough to visit this summer) these regions are unexpected places for this kind of winemaking tradition.

"wine country"

in her own words:
I’m interested in looking at the authenticity of wine making.  Big wineries rely heavily on technology to produce a reliable, mass-palate-friendly type of wine.  But, this rating-driven market has led to a loss of diversity among varietals that are grown and less authenticity in old world style winemaking.  So I’m also interested in the ethics behind grape growing (responsibility to the land) and the ethics behind winemaking (how much is the wine altered and how does that contradict the traditions behind making artisan wine that reflect the terroir of the land).”

well said, trostel. you are pretty as a peach.

@ farmer's market en route to laramie.