I invite you to traverse the ancient desert; that southern wintry world, wherein I cut my teeth on the icescape, scrambling up rocky moraine, journal and camera in hand. I sat in the shadow of a glacier; partitioned the ether in my mind’s eye, drank up the liquid landscape, inhaled the burning cold; carved myself […]
If music is a universal language, harmonizing celebrates our shared humanity. “Now it’s more professional, as in I go to sessions and I’m more of a recording artist. But at Harvard, I was definitely more free-flowing, just jamming with people, making songs in our dorms. It just felt way more DIY than it does now. […]
“I’m pursuing the path of a mogul, quite frankly,” SOL said, regarding her dreams. “I want to be able to act upon all of my creative imaginations.” After graduating from Harvard College, multidisciplinary artist Treasure Faith Brooks ’22 reinvented herself as SOL. “It was a process of self-possession and self-sovereignty, because I’ve been in institutions […]
If I dismember the sky, will the rainbow chunks bleed prismatic liquid? Will I become death, destroyer of hallucinated worlds? Of amorphous blobs of color that shapeshift and ooze. Of pink elephants and sea monsters deep above. Psychedelia, teach me dissociation. How to lose oneself in liminal spaces. The whiteness of radio static and eerie […]
At Harvard, nearly two-thirds of students arrive as virgins. Many students experiment sexually for the first time here. As with many universities, women and femme individuals often navigate gendered sexual expectations. I interviewed sex-positive women and femme students to explore their experiences. I had several questions. Are Rice Purity Scores an accurate measurement of sexual […]
Transcendentalism is a techno rave. The pounding tempo and shrieking dubstep, bass reverberating through bejeweled chests. Communion in candy bracelets, exchanged from my wrist to yours. This is divine consciousness. Funhouse mirror bodies collide like billiard balls, the grinding hips of youth. Back cutouts, side cutouts, and midriffs everywhere. There is something spiritual in exotic […]
We are sitting near Quincy Grille. Allure Akaeze ’24 wears a raunchy cheetah-print bodysuit, colored neon pink and blue, with midriff and side cutouts. “I like showing skin, y’all,” they laugh. “It’s sexy. I like it. It makes me feel good about myself.” As a multidisciplinary artist, Allure embodies counterculture and eroticism. They are a […]
At some point in my girlhood, undefined, I drew in a broad breath which I never released. So long I’ve been the lone moon of a solar system forsaken. Acne — pockmarked like a seagull scooped out the pulp of my face, cratered like a sallow gray planet marinating in a toxic atmosphere of discontent. […]
The first ever “BAFTUB” award, a kissing cactus, and a “Murder on the Dancefloor.” These were just some of the many highlights of the Hasty Pudding Theatricals’ opening night of their 175th production, Heist, Heist, Baby. But before the show began, the group honored their 2024 Man of the Year, Irish actor Barry Keoghan. Keoghan […]
In a black sea of ephemera, we are falling. Two luminescent bodies swim the midnight landscape. Metallic skeletons push through space-time. Our spacecrafts are diametrically opposed, traveling perpendicular. Some divine being from our ancient past extends her grace. A celestial object flashes in the jeweled sky. The veil of eternal night is lifted. For an […]
