By Stephanie Tom When we talk about targeted advertisement, we usually talk about college students being consistently barraged with YouTube ads for Grammarly and Chegg. Or parents of young children being assaulted with ads for Disney+. Or Americans with McDonalds. … Continue reading As We Move Into the Evening Hours: thoughts on classic blue
By Zahavah Rojer All across the world, there are invisible immortals. Tardigrades, also known as Water Bears or Moss Piglets, are a phylum of plump, microscopic invertebrates that live pretty much anywhere and everywhere on earth. They eat plants or … Continue reading The Marvelous and Indestructible Water Bear
By Jamie Anderluh We think of glacial water as iridescent, turquoise, glassy. In reality, it’s often thick and cloudy and filled with sediment. They call it glacial milk. It carves. It unfolds into rivers and lakes. It carries the weight … Continue reading Life Frozen in Time
By Evelyn Kennedy Jaffe He’s lying next to me and my chin is resting on his shoulder when I have the urge to tell him that he has pretty eyes—and he does, they’re rich brown and I want to keep … Continue reading Quick Little Story About Me Falling in Love
By Emma Goldenthal For most of every year, the ocean exists only for me in photos, memories, and scattered conversations. Yet in all the strangeness of these past weeks, I have found myself paying early visits to the Westerly beaches … Continue reading Memories of Something Calm and Constant
By Eve Hallock To be distant and vast is to be blue Just like sadness and distance, there are infinite shades of blue, and they can change in an instant in relation to surrounding factors. Clouds, rain, steps forward or … Continue reading Crater Lake
By Vee Cipperman Long, dark strips run up the bottom of every swimming pool. Four of them sit between the floating lane dividers, undulating, darker blue than the tiles around them. They terminate in crosses and move with the water. … Continue reading Swimming Pools
By Ruby Que Artist’s Statement Here is a puddle is a three-day, site-specific installation exploring trauma and reclamation of one’s voice. The gallery is transformed into an underwater world with mixed media elements: 1) large panels of blue crystal organza … Continue reading Here is a Puddle
By Anna Grace Lee Two weeks into self-isolation, I was sitting in the backyard with my housemate Emma when a rainstorm began to brew. As the clouds broke, we ran inside for shelter, and I suddenly felt overwhelmed with appreciation … Continue reading The Big Brick House That Could: A Love Letter to Lodge
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