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By Ashley Payette
Due to climate change, high temperatures and wildfire smoke have increased in intensity across Nevada. Communities need to be informed of these events so they may take action to protect themselves. To learn how the risks of heat and wildfire smoke are communicated, with the public, I talked with Kristin VanderMolen, assistant research professor at the Desert Research Institute.
By Ashley Payette
Nevada is filled with tall mountains shifting into low valleys, and pretty dull hues spotted with bright cities and small towns. This landscape is constantly changing, with much of it altered at the hands of humanity. Scott Hinton is a photographer who offered me insight into how climate ebbs and landscapes flow.
By Ashley Payette
As temperatures in southern Nevada rise, the water levels in Lake Mead fall. Droughts put our water, and the people who rely on it, at risk. To further understand the impact of drought on Nevada and surrounding regions, I spoke with Elizabeth Koebele, an associate professor of political science at the University of Nevada, Reno.
By Ashley Payette
I grew up in a land between vast mountains, vaster casinos, pink and purple sunsets, black and grey pavement, and a desert landscape interrupted by concrete and palm trees: Henderson, Nevada.
By Molly Appel
It’s been a rocky ride on our university campus since the new federal administration came to power. Students, faculty, and institutional structures are on shaky ground, with the sudden disappearances of everything from federal aid to undocumented family members.
By Alina Lindquist
The work displayed in Avi Kwa Ame: Between Presence and Protection celebrates the beautiful natural environment of Avi Kwa Ame National Monument. One prominent feature of this landscape is the Joshua tree, which serves as an indicator species of the Mojave Desert and is one of my favorite plants in this region.
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.
By 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.
By 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.
By 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.
By 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.
By 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.
By 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.
By 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.
By 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.
