By Delight Ejiaka
Telling stories is one of the oldest art forms in our civilization. Humans tell stories to show each other how to be, what was, and things to come.
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Telling stories is one of the oldest art forms in our civilization. Humans tell stories to show each other how to be, what was, and things to come.
Read MoreBy Marie Valencia
Growing up in the Southwest, I have always felt a strong connection to these lands that call to home for so many of us and our ancestors.
Read MoreBy Katie Karnehm-Esh
When I moved from northern Indiana to northern Nevada in September, I knew nothing about gold mining, ranching, living in the high desert, or cowboy poetry. But within my first week of work, I had heard the name Dom Flemons.
Read MoreBy Jeremy Reed
What are we going to do? What am I going do? I have been asking myself these questions – expressed with varying degrees of panic and anxiety – on a near daily basis for the past few months. As a recent transplant to the Las Vegas area, I have been grappling with the challenges of getting to know new spaces and new communities as well as the mounting threats to the work that I do in the public humanities.
Read MoreBy Jocelyn Paige Kelly
Life has a way of knocking us down when we least expect it. For me, it was a stroke and kidney failure, two events that completely upended my world. In an instant, everything I knew—my routine, my independence, my sense of self—was thrown into uncertainty.
Read MoreBy Emily Najera
A city is more than its skyline. It’s the shape of its neighborhoods, the rhythm of its streets, the glow of neon humming through the night.
Read MoreBy Emma Frances Bloomfield
During the COVID-19 pandemic, Kickstarter pledges for board games skyrocketed. Trapped at home with flexible working hours and far less commute time, some people turned to board games as entertainment.
Read MoreBy Valentin Yordanov
Step into Desert Oasis: Passage of Time and Places — an exhibition of works in which I merge the dynamic energy of urban life with the timeless beauty of the desert.
Read MoreBy Kahlo R. F. Smith
My earliest playground memories are set in cemeteries, chasing my brother around family plots and peering through each crypt’s ornate grating. Dad hoped he could keep us from fearing death by making cemeteries sites of joy.
Read MoreBy Iyana Esters and Erica Vital-Lazare
Erica Vital-Lazare speaks with Iyana Esters about her new exhibition Birthed from the soil.
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