At the forefront of the Boston Palestine Film Festival, now entering its 18th year of operation, a vast array of Palestinian stories ranging from family histories to speculative utopias
Last month, the president of Brandeis University resigned following declining enrollment, mishandling of student protests, and a vote of no confidence by the faculty. We have the same ingredients at Emerson.
The city’s oldest and one of its biggest outdoor grocery markets reopened for the season earlier this month and will be open on Fridays and Saturdays year-round.
A once-empty floor of Emerson College’s Little Building is now home to Boston Architectural College (BAC) students who said they “became a family” after a month of living as a small pocket within the larger community.
Becky Moon told me to imagine a tomato—and in my mind, one appeared: minimal gloss, blush red, fresh and bulbous with a fuzzy green toupee and barcode sticker.
Just a short walk from Emerson College’s Boylston Street campus in Downtown Crossing lies the WNDR museum, an engaging public art experience that explores sight, touch, and sound via 21 different installations for everyone of all ages to enjoy.
There was no disco, yet the ball kept spinning above us, and as much as I wanted this moment to freeze forever it would not—still, I could not help but overflow; because music this beautiful could not be clung to like water, only felt—and if not for my eyelid’s border or the skin of my eardrums, I would have melted all together.
