If you’re looking for a fun, cozy way to ride out the L.A. June Gloom, come join Dinner Party Editors Polly “the third act twist, the unexpected declaration of love” Gregory and Pamela “I’m just a girl, standing in front of a boy” Guerra at Rom Com Fest this weekend! The schedule’s got all your bases covered, from the classics (Never Been Kissed, How Stella Got Her Groove Back) to new films and shorts to some extra special events (Mortified Live, anyone?)Continue 》
“I was an artist before I was politicized,” said Patrisse Cullors during a discussion after her MFA thesis show at The Big House last April. Widely known for her role as co-founder of Black Lives Matter, Cullors showcased a different side of her work with her performance piece, titled “Respite, Reprieve and Healing: An Evening of Cleansing.” The piece aimed to create a space of cleansing in a time of trauma and crisis, as told through movement, and was dedicated to celebrating Black culture and healing the Black community.Continue 》
Blame the algorithms all you want, but you can’t deny that social media often excels at delivering on-point—and sometimes painfully accurate—content straight to the palm of your hand. I found myself cringing the other morning on my post-snooze-button cruise through my Instagram feed at the results of a Q&A on someone’s story. The question? “What does being Southern mean to you?” An answer: “Being both incredibly proud and deeply ashamed of where you’re from.”Continue 》
Fran and Emma (2016) by Kate Mitchell
I sat with my back against a hundred-year-old grave marker, eighteen years old, the promise of liberty as a soon-to-be-college-student pumping adrenaline through my veins. Michael kept close. He knew the graveyard creeped me out a little. It was February and a few degrees below freezing—the perfect excuse to sit side-by-side, knees touching. Funny how quickly intimacy can blossom between strangers.
Articles on commercial art fairs almost always start with some variation of, “It’s easy to hate on [insert art fair here],” and Frieze is no exception. To a large degree, this statement rings true—and not just because an art critic is attempting to make some lofty, highbrow commentary about the debasement of visual art through commodification.Continue 》
I’m fascinated by America’s current fixation with Marie Kondo. I’ve been familiar with the KonMari method for years now, from an old boss who eagerly anticipated getting their hands on the English translation of The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up back in 2014. And though I had an inkling that Kondo’s gentle, thoughtful approach to organization had the potential to reach the upper echelons of spirited office lunch hour conversations, I never would have imaged that this cheery, shiny-haired tidying fairy could actually cause thrift stores across the country to restrict their intake due to an overwhelming increase in donations.
Not only has Kondo caused the creation of a slew of new memes, a dedicated r/konmari subreddit with over 40k followers, and an entirely new verb, but thanks in part to her wildly popular Netflix series, it seems that Kondo and her methods have sent more than a few cultural pundits into a typing frenzy. Read on for a curated list of articles about the internet’s latest obsession, from an assessment of “the privilege of clutter,” to a dissection of the not-so-subtle racist outcry against the organizing guru.Continue 》