On a sunny April afternoon, I sat down with Quincy Ponvert ’23 to interview them for Artist of the Week. This article has been a long time coming — Quincy is a pillar of the campus art scene, but they are notoriously
“Guillermo del Toro’s Pinocchio” has been met with critical acclaim — it boasts a 97% rating on Rotten Tomatoes. I was expecting to love it, particularly because Del Toro’s “Pan’s Labyrinth” is one of my favorite films. At every turn, Pinocchio sets
Sitting in Sharples can bring with it any number of fears, but one of the dining hall’s most unpleasant uncertainties is that at any time a little creature may appear. Few people enjoy seeing mice or rats in person, particularly when they
The 1961 film adaptation of West Side Story is one of my favorite movies. I watched it dozens of times as a child; my mother would sing to me “I Feel Pretty,” and my father would hum “Officer Krupke.” The film thus
Over the past few months, more and more students around campus have been wearing the art of Sidhika Tripathee ’22 — on their ears and even on their bodies. Sidhika has recently started her own business, selling handmade crochet earrings and tattooing
This week, I was lucky enough to sit down with Arthur and get an inside glimpse at the life of the beloved student artist. You’ve probably seen him around, or maybe not. Who’s to say? Arthur — who goes by Art for
The last film I reviewed, The French Dispatch, was a compilation of journalistic stories. This week’s film is an anthology of a very different nature. The House (2022) is a British stop-motion animation comprising three distinct sections, each with a different director
You’ve probably seen Jacob Weitzner ’22 around campus sporting his handmade shoes and pandemic-era shoulder-length hair. Jacob has that indescribable quality that tells you upon first glance that he has a deep connection with nature. It’ll come as no surprise, then, that
Last fall, my boyfriend went to see The French Dispatch with five of his friends and one of their fathers, who was visiting. Halfway through, he looked over to find that all six of them had fallen asleep. Now perhaps this is
This summer, I was seized with the need to un-stick myself. I had looked about myself and seen that I was sticking. That my lips were sticking. My ears. My fingers were becoming webbed. I looked down and saw my toes taped