“We cannot deeply love anything without becoming vulnerable to loss,” Judith Viorst wrote in her defense of life’s necessary losses, “and we cannot become separate people, responsible people, connected people, reflective people without some losing and leaving and letting go.”
Julio Torres and Martine Gutierrez's new performance is a grotesque parade of visual delights that defangs our toxic relationship to our screens.
Language is an instrument of great precision and poignancy — our best tool for telling each other what the world is and what we are, for conveying the blueness of blue and the wonder of being alive. But it is also a thing of great pliancy and creativity — a living reminder that
In “Bedlam,” the author and art critic does not describe the English painter’s often-sensationalized mental deterioration. Instead, she writes the novel in his voice.
The painter reconciles modernist conventions like the grid with one-point perspective, creating something fresh and entirely her own.
"The former Ferrari driver lent his name to the strangest F1 video game in history. Or did he?"
For reasons that remain unclear, the London museum hosted the Palantir founder at a VIP preview of the Bayeux Tapestry.
Marka27 taps into his own experiences of living between cultures and the arbitrary nature of national borders. Do stories and artists like this matter to you? Become a Colossal Member today and support independent arts publishing for as little as $7 per month. The article
"Joël Kyaviro has overcome violence, poverty, and the Ebola crisis to become the best cyclist to emerge from the Democratic Republic of the Congo. How far can he go?"
"Here lies the paradox of solitude. Look long and hard enough at yourself in isolation and suddenly you will see the rest of humanity staring back."
One December afternoon, I arrived in Patagonia with a big blue backpack, a small bilingual edition of Pablo Neruda’s love poems, and a broken heart. (Though a heart, of course, never breaks.) The moment I stepped out of the airplane, the Andes towered over me like the stone
Upon hearing of Tim Curry’s death last week, some of us could recall having seen him on stage: in Amadeus or Spamalot on Broadway, perhaps, though he also drew acclaim in the work of Stoppard, Brecht, and Shakespeare. For many more of us — perhaps all of us — it was his most
The British fashion designer was convicted of a hate crime in 2011 for anti-Asian and antisemitic remarks.
For Chicago artist Isaiah Lee, a dollhouse becomes the site of uncanny imaginations. Do stories and artists like this matter to you? Become a Colossal Member today and support independent arts publishing for as little as $7 per month. The article Contradiction and the Unknown
Google Maps Changes Lake Ontario to Lake America . Totally pathetic and stupid. Maps are wayfinding tools and this toadying political change will help no one find their way.