I’ll never forget my initial impression of Angie Kwon ’24. She was sitting a few chairs away from me at the round table in the middle of the Title IX House. We had both applied to be STIX Leaders, and while I
In Jean-Luc Godard’s Pierrot le Fou (1965), reality and dreams run parallel. Even if one does not remember much of either, one is certain to remember the violence of the two intersecting, blurring the lines between the unconscious and the conscious, between
It’s time we erase the distinction between “high” and “low” art when it comes to film. When we think of the former category, we may think of cerebral, twisty, dark, or emotionally exhausting films that win awards we didn’t even know existed.
On a crisp Sunday morning, I was lucky enough to snag the big table at Hobbs right next to the window. Rachel Lapides ’23, the originator of our beloved Artist of the Week tradition, joined me soon after. We got drinks and
Contemporary art as a movement has strived to understand the world’s innermost truths, an objective artists believe can be achieved by pushing the boundaries of what is traditionally regarded as art. In doing so, artists hope to find the truth to life
I must confess: I love writing the Artist of the Week because I meet some of the most creative, intelligent, and passionate people on campus. So, when I met with Patrick Li ’23 in Kohlberg, I expected them to be brilliant. However,
When I first watched the trailer of Ben Affleck’s most recent film, “Air” (2023), I thought that my first screening would involve several sittings on my laptop. I couldn’t imagine myself, an increasingly jaded and lazy second-semester senior, actually venturing out to
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
“Blossoming Bonds: South Carolina Adventures” This image, featuring a tender white blossom set against a soothing pink canvas, evokes memories of the profound connections among our track team members on our memorable South Carolina journey. As we ventured together, eager to compete
I was 0.25 miles away from the finish line. One lap around the track. A 400. I had already pushed my body through 12.85 miles of running, and this was my final effort. My legs burning from the seemingly never ending hill