Laura Cunningham's music, art, photos.

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Laura Cunningham
Executive Associate & Arts Manager at Baltimore School for the Arts
Graduated with Honors from the Clive Davis Institute for Recorded Music at New York University
Earned the Golden Tassle at graduation
Founders Award New York University
Graphic artist for New York Unversity
Created Baltimore School for the Arts Mix Lab
Graphic artist

Laura Cunningham

2016 - Laura created an interactive fund-raising tool for the Baltimore School for the Arts. She was the project manager, audio engineer, web developer, and graphic designer to bring the BSA MIX LAB to life. She got a $10k grant for the project. The project took eight white-knuckle months and brought in 5K in just two days. There are 1296 POSSIBLE COMBINATIONS of dancers, poets, musicians and graphic artists all working together.

HERE YOU'LL CREATE YOUR OWN MULTIMEDIA MIX BY COMBINING TALENT FROM EACH OF THE FOUR ARTS DISCIPLINES OFFERED AT OUR SCHOOL:

DANCE, THEATRE, MUSIC & VISUAL ARTS

Contracted to make posters for New York University - Examples

Photos

Laura's Musa Shirts
High School Hobby Enterprise - "Musa Shirts"
Iron-on designs to sell to students

Musa Shirts

Hitchcock With Birds

Musa Shirts

What Is This Business

Musa Shirts

Godllama

Musa Shirts

Godzilla

Musa Shirts

Love

Musa Shirts

Monroe

Musa Shirts

I'll be the Pirate
If You'll be the Booty

Musa Shirts

If You Love Something
Set it Free.

Musa Shirts

Wish I Was a Tree

Musa Shirts

Upward Over The Mountain
By Iron and Wine
Sung, harmonized, played, and mixed by Laura Cunningham
for Mother's Day, 2007 while away at college.
Listen: Upward Over The Mountain

Lyrics:

Mother don't worry
I killed the last snake that lived in the creek bed
Mother don't worry
I've got some money I saved for the weekend
Mother, remember being so stern
With that girl who was with me?
Mother, remember the blink of an eye
When I breathed through your body?

So may the sunrise bring hope
Where it once was forgotten
Sons [daughters] are like birds
Flying upward over the mountain

Mother, I made it up
From the bruise of a floor of this prison
Mother, I lost it
All of the fear of the Lord I was given
Mother forget me
Now that the creek drank the cradle you sang to
Mother forgive me
I sold your car for the shoes that I gave you

So may the sunrise bring hope
Where it once was forgotten
Sons [daughters] are like birds
Flying upward over the mountain

Mother, don't worry
I've got a coat and some friends on the corner
Mother, don't worry
She's got a garden we're planting together
Mother, remember the night
That the dog had her pups in the pantry?
Blood on the floor and the fleas on their paws
And you cried 'til the morning

So may the sunrise bring hope
Where it once was forgotten
Sons are like birds
Flying upward over the mountain