Bojan Petrovic, 21

Two in the morning, Glavnata is empty and the marble slabs still hold the day's heat. I push once and let the wheels do the rest. A guard watches from his booth, decides I am not worth the paperwork, and looks away. I ride home with graphite on my palms.译凌晨两点，主街空了，大理石板还留着白天的余温。我蹬一下，剩下的交给轮子。岗亭里的保安看了我一会儿，大概觉得为我填表不值当，就把头转开了。我带着一手石墨粉骑回家。

Farid KarimiMaria Fernanda QuispeMarkus Weber

The white cotton shirt is the last one without ink on it, and I have already lost that argument. Linocut ink does not wash out; it just fades into something like a bruise. I wear it to the studio anyway, sleeves rolled, and by evening there is a new print on my ribs.译白棉短袖是我最后一件还没沾墨的，而这件也守不住了。木刻油墨洗不掉，只会淡成一块像淤青的痕迹。我还是穿着它进工作室，袖子卷起来，到傍晚肋骨那儿又印上了一幅新的。

Matilda HargraveLukas GruberMarkus WeberEmma CarterLazar Stankovic

Critique day. Nine of us stand around a table with our plates, and the professor says nothing for a long time. Then he taps my darkest block and asks what I was afraid of losing. I still do not have an answer, but I cut the next one lighter.译评图日。九个人围着一张桌子，各自的版摊在中间，教授很久没说话。后来他敲了敲我那块最黑的板，问我当时怕失去什么。我到现在也没答上来，只是下一块刻得亮了些。

Anush HakobyanLukas GruberEmma CarterSato Sakura

The old off-white vest is what I wear when the heat gets serious. Plovdiv in July, climbing to the old town with a portfolio under my arm, everything sticking to my back. I stop at the top, sit on the warm stone, and draw the roofs until my hand stops shaking.译天一热，我就穿那件旧的米白背心。七月的普罗夫迪夫，夹着画夹往老城上坡，衣服全黏在背上。到顶我停下来，坐在晒热的石头上画屋顶，一直画到手不抖为止。

Farid KarimiFranziska GruberJoana Manuel

You fall, and for half a second the brain goes completely quiet. That is the part I keep. Blood on the elbow, board somewhere behind me, a stranger asking if I am okay. I say yes, get up, and land the same trick on the third try.译摔下去的那半秒，脑子是彻底静的。我留下的就是这半秒。手肘在流血，板飞到身后，有人过来问我还好吗。我说没事，站起来，同一个动作第三次成了。

Camille LaurentAnton SkakunSophie van de VeldeEnkh Batbayar

Three of us took the slow train to the coast in June, boards strapped to our bags, and did nothing for four days. The sea was cold and the light was wrong for photographs, so I drew it badly instead. I came back with sand in the trucks and a full sketchbook.译六月我们三个人坐慢车去海边，滑板绑在包上，四天什么正事也没干。海水是凉的，光也拍不出什么，我就干脆画，画得很糟。回来时轮子里全是沙，速写本却满了。

Nusrat JahanAnton SkakunDiego FerrerMaksim SkakunSato Sakura

Insomnia, so I print. The studio at four in the morning smells of turpentine and nothing else; the press makes the only noise in the building. I pull six copies, keep two, and leave the rest drying on the line for whoever comes in first.译睡不着，就去印东西。凌晨四点的工作室只有松节油的味道，压版机是整栋楼唯一的响声。我拉了六张，留两张，剩下的挂在绳上晾着，留给最早进门的那个人。

Anton SkakunFarid KarimiPaloi SrisukAnush HakobyanIsabella Moretti