now accepting submissions for the September issue

We are currently at work recruiting authors for the next issue of Anthropozine. If you would like to contribute please see our call for submissions here.


Rebecca Payne


Growing up as a farmer’s daughter is not something a lot of people can pride themselves on. I was raised in the small town of Hamilton, Virginia where my father farms over a thousand acres and raises cattle on our family’s farm. Not only was I raised with an agricultural background, but I also immersed myself into a world of agriculture and the Loudoun County 4-H program. This has made me appreciate having a fresh pork chop or juicy steak on my plate with an ear of sweet corn that I handpicked off the stalk in front of my house. Due to my past I have gained a whole new respect for agriculture and food from a personal perspective that not many have access to.
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Colleen Garrison


I can still remember watching my dad churn the crank that would soon transform our ropes of homemade past into ravioli. Even in kindergarten, I knew the difference between the delicious, mouth watering rustic pasta and the stuff that came in a can. This memory is amongst many memories around the topic of food. Some of my more outstanding memories include helping Dad make beer in our garage and picking and slicing apples for autumn pies. I can gladly thank my parents for shaping me into the foodie I am today.
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Katharine Freisitzer


Anthropology has always been something that has interested me, though I didn’t know it at the time. As a child I devoured books on practices of Ancient Egyptians, Incans and Chinese peoples. My family supported my love as best they could by taking me to museums, constantly dropping off library books, and occasionally allowing me to stay up past my bed time to watch documentaries. As I grew older, my supporters also became focal points of cultural interest as I started to notice the differences between my mother’s American family, my father’s Austrian-Italian family, and my Thai/Indonesian coworkers when I started working at a Thai restaurant. I became fascinated with how cultures interact and influence each other.
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Cortney Epps


Since deciding to major in Sociology while attending Christopher Newport University, I have become interested in how this discipline, along with my interest in the environment, can be applied to my view of social life and turned into a potential career. I never thought that I would find this connection between two seemingly incompatible fields; however, last summer I worked for an Agricultural Research and Extension Center in Virginia and my entire perspective concerning how society is affected by the environment, specifically agriculture, changed.
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J.P. Delisio


As a child growing up, every year during the summer my family would visit my grandparents who lived in New York. While there one of my favorite pastimes was helping my grandfather with his garden. He would take me outside in the slightly cool northern summer weather to see how the tomatoes were growing, make sure the garden was in good shape, and, when the time came, pick tomatoes to be eaten soon after. These tomatoes were not an integral part of meals; it was just as easy and quicker to pick up tomatoes from the supermarket within walking distance, but these tomatoes were special because they were the fruit of my grandfather’s labor. This is what got me interested in horticulture and food and started me on the path to examining the role of the Svalbard Seed Vault. I have followed the footsteps of my grandfather and each spring plant a garden in my backyard with a focus on heirloom plants. Heirloom plants are specific plant species which have not been modified by humans and are considered older original species. The main source for growing heirloom plants is through purchasing their seeds and growing them. This entails buying heirloom seeds from either retailers or online companies, planting the seeds, and finally harvesting new seeds from fully grown plants enabling the seeds to be renewable.
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Marvin Mellado


The household I grew up in was quite typical for Mexicans living in close contact with American culture. Living quite close to the border, San Diego was almost as much a home as Tijuana, although I lived mostly on the Mexican side. Nonetheless, all the essential elements of American culture permeated into my life. Not just the cuisine, but the movies, the TV shows, the slang, and the imported consumer products. In this way I assimilated both languages. I was especially fond of playing videocassettes repeatedly. Films such as Star Wars, Independence Day and Jurassic Park were burned into my retina.
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