Arts & Culture
Building bridges
Melanie Yazzie is an artist. She’s a painter, printmaker, sculptor, jewelry designer and an art teacher. As the head of printmaking at the University...
We’re all in this together
The timing of the fourth annual Americas Latino Eco Festival (ALEF) could not be better. The United States is in the middle of a...
Making a thing while the world ends
As the pandemic stormed in and unceremoniously upended in-person events last March, it also cast members of Writer’s Block across the country.
With the university...
What to do when there’s ‘nothing’ to do…
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Layers of paper, paint and memory
A tall, white canvas leans against the wall in Clara Nulty’s painting studio.It looks nearly blank, but there’s a pattern of dots, not unlike...
Conversations from the stage
On her way to the Pekoe Sip House on 30th Street, Megan Falley steps across a message painted on the sidewalk. She pauses, reversing her...
Art show goes B.L.A.M. in your face
Art is often made in isolation, but the community around its maker can inspire and influence the final result. Sometimes, an art scene is more than the sum of its parts...
A portal to the imagination
Helios Lucida’s exhibition at the Firehouse Art Center proves Oscar Wilde was right: Life imitates art far more than art imitates life.
The Conifer resident’s...
Handel’s ‘Messiah,’ tailored for the Christmas season
It’s been 276 years, and people are still talking about Handel’s Messiah.
Of course, it’s one of the best-known and best-loved pieces ever written, but...
Misfit review process
Next year, when Jasmine Baetz’s sculpture ‘El movimiento sigue’ takes its permanent home on 28th Street, on a sliver of grass in front of...
Cascading success
R. Alan Brooks has been busy.
Over the last several years, one success has led to another for the Denver-based writer. In 2016, Brooks teamed...
Conning the con
More than once as we sit soaking up sunshine and sipping on tea in her backyard, Anne Waldman alludes to her own death—but not...
