“The Substance,” directed by Coralie Fargeat, exposes the desperate unease and sense of inadequacy society instills in women. The film takes its viewers on a wild ride of internal reflection and bizarre symbolism. It follows a washed out actress, Elizabeth, who is
After two and a half years of consistently writing the Artist of the Week, I emailed a large group of students to gauge interest in the segment. It was time to let my peers experience the unparalleled joy of interviewing passionate creatives.
Portraiture is incredibly intimate. A few years back, my art teacher shared an anecdote in class. Using her husband as a model, she practiced a new viewing technique. Trying to better understand the physicality of portraiture, she gazed at him, slowly caressing
Andy Im ’25 was the first person to ask for my name in our Painting III: Fresco course. Mariel Capanna, a visiting assistant professor of art, had just admitted me to the class, and I was quite overstimulated by students plastering small
Writing is intimate. You let your readers into your life, even if your characters don’t share your precise identity. It’s daunting, and as rewarding as it is frighteningly vulnerable. Your audience doesn’t necessarily share the sensitivity you have for your characters, and
Is art integral to the human experience? The passion of Alyia Carlson ’26 bleeds through the lines of the frescoes she paints. When I observe her work, I notice how it becomes an extension of her being. Her color holds a vitality
For the last two years, Howard Wang ’26 has snapped photographs of almost every Artist of the Week. Throughout my time at The Phoenix, I’ve noticed his photos become progressively more beautiful. Elijah Santos ’26 became a visual poem among the reeds,
Almost a year ago, I met Ava Babcock ’27 at Kitao. It was right after our First-Year Art Show, and Ava was organizing an event. I was struck by her confidence. She had only been at Swarthmore for a few weeks and
Last semester, I took a Poetry Workshop led by English Professor Betsy Bolton. We met on Mondays for three hours, and I always dreaded the feedback sessions, unless I was reading my classmates’ work. Of the twelve-or-so students, Foster Hudson’s ’26 work
I have a confession: I owe an apology to Swarthmore’s musicians. When browsing through my previous Artist of the Week profiles, I realized that I hadn’t interviewed a singer in … over a year. As a retired clarinetist myself, this was pretty