Over the past few years, there has been a rise of a new kind of exhibit: the selfie museum. In New York alone, see The Museum of Illusions, The Museum of Ice Cream, and Van Gogh — The Immersive. The tickets are
The Kitao gallery is something of a Swarthmore secret. As the only student-run art gallery on campus, the trek to its physical building might need well-worded instructions. Behind the tennis courts and through some trees! No, not Olde Club, the other building.
You may not be expecting to walk by a rare and thought-provoking art exhibition in McCabe library on the way to study for that Econ exam next week. But the Paperless Artists’ Book Exhibit (Feb. 4 through March 15), in the atrium
When you walk into McCabe, you’re probably thinking about all the work you’ve got to do. Maybe you’re dreading a midterm that’s coming up or a ten-page paper that’s due at midnight. But what you’re probably not thinking of are the exhibits
I first encountered Lynette Yiadom-Boakye’s painting at the New Museum in 2017. The British painter’s exhibition, “Under-Song For A Cipher,” was a revelatory experience, displaying a breathtaking command of the canvas through expressive brushwork and provocative color. “Under-Song For A Cipher” featured
On display in the McCabe atrium through April 29 is a cache of student photography from 2008 to 2018. The exhibit consists of 24 stand-alone photos and eight displays of multiple photos on a theme. There are a range of styles, subjects,
In 1993, in response to a melange of student activism and demand for safe spaces on campus to express and explore identity, the Intercultural Center was born. Yet the story may be more complicated, as shown in the exhibit in the McCabe
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Scattering beauty around campus in our first month back is Angela Lorenz, who is making her mark with two distinct exhibits. The first, covered by this paper last week, is a series of mosaics rethinking ancient Roman artwork. The second, refreshing in
“It was as if blacks were invisible,” reads a quote from an anonymous Swarthmore alumna, understated and in tiny font on the wall directly across from the entrance to McCabe Library. Referencing the presence of Black students on Swarthmore’s campus and carefully