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(11/02/22 3:20am)
National Book Award Winner, five-time Pulitzer Prize finalist, and creative writing professor Joyce Carol Oates made a guest appearance during my freshman seminar, FRS105: American Identity at a Crossroads, taught by Dr. Nasser Hussain. During the class, she discussed her fictional biography “Blonde” and collection of essays “On Boxing.”
(11/02/22 3:12am)
Movement became a vehicle for disability justice and spotlighting marginalized voices in performances from Kayla Hamilton and x. On Tuesday, Oct. 25, the Lewis Center for the Arts hosted a two-part movement series, “Intro to Radical Access,” featuring the two award-winning artists with disabilities at the Hearst Dance Theater. Hamilton and x’s choreography and presentations explored themes of accessibility, gender identity, mental health, and race — as well as the intersectionality between these traits.
(10/26/22 2:39am)
Halloween is rapidly approaching, and since we’ve (unfortunately) outgrown making arts-and-crafts skeletons in school, we must instead envelop ourselves in all the ghoulish whimsy that spooky season has to offer through other means. To make the most efficient use of your time, I’ve compiled a list of some new and old staples of the season for you to check out.
(10/24/22 2:56am)
When I told professors, friends, and coworkers that I was going to graduate school, I received an abundance of comments warning me that graduate school would be the unhealthiest period of my life. Knowledge is power, and armed with these warnings, I was inspired to try and exercise consistently for the first time in my life.
(10/14/22 3:04am)
How do we find a balance between our relationships with art, others, and ourselves? “Affecting Expression” explores this question by showcasing the history of the queer experience for modern audiences.
(10/14/22 2:34am)
Content warning: The following piece contains mention of self-harm and suicide.
(10/14/22 3:43am)
I arrived back at my dorm, chucking my belongings into my desk chair and trying to decompress my mind. The darkness of the room consumed what little was left of my motivation to stay awake, and soon my eyelids became too heavy to keep open. As my mind slowly shut down into a deep nap, I wondered what could have contributed to this unusual drowsiness in the second week of classes.
(10/27/22 2:52am)
There is a boy working on something tonight. I can see him from the window of my room. He is concentrating. This is one of the best things to witness: people concentrating. On the floor above the boy is another boy, working on something too, and I wonder who is working harder, and if this is even possible to measure, and if maybe one of the boys sometimes feels conscious of their heart inside of them beating, beating, beating. I want to know what everyone everywhere is doing.
(10/12/22 2:11am)
“Anticulation” is the latest art exhibition to be held in the CoLab space at the Lewis Center for the Arts. The show’s title “is a word, created for this show, that aims to capture the particularities of black, gay, and black gay archival practices,” according to the curatorial statement. The Daily Princetonian asked the show’s curator, Omar Jason Farah ’23, to elaborate on some of these themes and also asked some of the artists about their work in relation to Farah’s notion of anticulation. “Anticulation” will be on display in the Lewis Center for the Arts until Oct. 13.
(10/12/22 3:32am)
Warning: Spoilers ahead!
(10/31/22 2:20am)
It’s not unusual for someone to hide years’ worth of emotional baggage in the hopes that it magically disappears. After all, why confront it when they can distract themselves with the busyness of everyday life? However, sweeping various traumas under the rug can lead to tension with oneself.
(10/12/22 2:46am)
McCarter Theatre’s all-female production of “The Wolves,” which follows a girls’ high-school soccer team as they embark on their winter club season, hums with the sounds of teenage girldom. Opening immediately upon a scene of intense chatter, the play focuses primarily on the liminal spaces of the sport, so to speak — the time just before games and practices; stretching circles and passing drills; shoelace tying and hair doing.
(10/10/22 3:10am)
Mitra Abbaspour is the Haskell Curator of Modern and Contemporary Art at the Princeton University Art Museum. Her work features a diverse range of pieces from the 20th and 21st centuries, including Latin American art, Asian and Asian American art, and African American art. Since 2016, Abbaspour has been collecting contemporary Indigenous North American pieces, among others, for the University’s Art Museum.
(10/12/22 3:48am)
Growing up, people would tell me I was (too) hyper and (too) excited, so I began to see myself as a sort of excessive personality. As the youngest of three, I learned a lot from my older sisters; from lessons on boys to old clothes, everything I know and own is a hand-me-down that I acquired through the art of anticipation. From my family’s semi-dysfunctionality, I quickly came to learn that “family” was something of a group of random people placed together by the hands of fate.
(10/10/22 2:58am)
Artist Marianne Nicolson of Musgamakw Dzawada’enuxw First Nations spoke on Princeton’s campus on Friday, Oct. 7 about her community, life, and artwork in a conversation with art and archaeology professor Rachel DeLue.
(10/10/22 3:58am)
Leonard Wantchekon is a politics professor. Over the past year, he consulted with the makers of “The Woman King,” the new historical drama about a group of all-female warriors from the West African kingdom of Dahomey, to ensure the film’s historical accuracy. The Daily Princetonian spoke with Wantchekon about his involvement with the film, and how its subject matter relates to his current research projects and personal life. The interview has been edited slightly for clarity and concision.
(10/07/22 3:28am)
There is nothing louder than the embarrassment of one’s rainy, rubber-soled shoes squeaking on the B floor of Firestone Library. But there I was, breaking the sacred silence, as I ventured to my new locker with the first two books out of the dozens I requested for my thesis research. Somehow, despite the self-conscious embarrassment of my sonorous shoes, it was in that moment of carrying my books and battling the dial lock for the first of many times to come, that I finally found a sense of calm and stability this fall.
(10/10/22 3:49am)
𐓰𐓘𐓲𐓘 𐓵𐓘𐓻𐓪𐓲𐓟, I hear the crashing ocean in the rustling of leaves along the limbs of the ginkgo north of Prospect House. I hear finches chirp as the morning dew moistens my shoes as I pass Lewis Library. And I remember the humidity of my island and the smell of petrichor as the rain pelts my window in Forbes.
(10/06/22 4:15am)
These days, I feel like my existence is split between the abstract and the concrete.
(10/05/22 3:22am)
As a rising fifth-year graduate student, I have lived in Princeton longer than anywhere else in my adult life. Eating local produce means tomatoes and blueberries — not the peaches from my hometown in Western Colorado. My fridge is now stocked with beer from Cape May — not New Belgium, not Ithaca Beer Company, not Flying Dog in Maryland. I own more orange than I ever believed was possible. Over the past four years, I have traded my American Airlines miles for United’s so I am better prepared for the certain chaos of Newark Liberty International Airport. Yet, I often feel like a minority among the graduate student body in claiming Princeton as my home.