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(02/18/22 3:54am)
Theater concentrator Silma Berrada ’22 wanted to explore the question of how the past informs the way we love today. In order to do so, she wrote “B + M,” a play that grapples with the complexities of Black love through the characters Blessed and Messiah.
(02/18/22 2:41am)
Recently I fell down a rabbit hole of Wikipedia articles, as I tend to do when I have important responsibilities that I’m trying to ignore, and somewhere along the way, I stumbled across an archive of Van Gogh’s letters: ones he’d sent to his brother, to his friends, and to fellow artists, all seeking to create something grand and important, something that could change the world.
(02/15/22 4:04am)
“Recitatif,” Toni Morrison’s rare short story re-released as a stand-alone book on Feb. 1, is a brief and brilliant literary experiment.
(02/15/22 3:51am)
Content Warning: The following essay contains mentions of transphobia.
(02/14/22 3:51am)
This Valentine’s Day, I’m going to kill the mood by talking about heartbreak.
(02/10/22 4:16am)
A student asked Hasan Minhaj, at a Vote100-sponsored event in Richardson Auditorium on Tuesday, about the way caste affects South Asian immigrants in the United States, especially in California. My first thought was that he probably wasn’t qualified to answer. I thought that, being a second-generation immigrant like me, he probably doesn’t have too much familiarity with the caste system, but I wanted to hear what he had to say.
(02/09/22 3:47am)
Disappointment is what I and many other Animal Collective fans expected leading up to the release of their latest (and first in six years) studio album “Time Skiffs.” While the gradual release of four different singles, all of which appear on the finished album, offset that expectation of disappointment, I could not help but feel like I had been baited into believing the final product would be a masterpiece.
(02/09/22 3:54am)
I spent nearly 18 months buying myself flowers every two weeks. Starting March 2020, it had fallen on me to venture out of the family home to buy groceries. I took the solitary trip to Costco and Kroger — and occasionally another store, like the Mexican market shop — only once every two weeks. I didn’t go more frequently, at first because that was the longest that we could store fresh food in our fridge space, and then — once our initial precautions relaxed — because the habit had formed.
(02/08/22 3:51am)
Theatre Intime’s Freshman One-Act Festival (FOAF), which ran three performances this past weekend, captured what theater does best. Four short plays — each directed, acted, and produced by members of the class of 2025 — consider what it means to live a banal life, how to live in times of crisis, and what the medium of the stage can be. Great art poses more questions than answers. In that respect FOAF was a rollicking success.
(02/03/22 1:48am)
The Lunar New Year can be a celebration that is at once intensely personal and introspective and also a deeply shared cultural experience. To better understand what this time looks like for students on Princeton’s campus, The Prospect solicited responses from our editors and staff, as well as staffers from The Daily Princetonian at large.
(01/28/22 2:32am)
On Wednesday afternoon, as I sat in the first meeting of my French seminar, I found myself writing — in French, of course — a version of the following question: What is the significance of live theater? The exercise was to write the introduction of an essay about a topic on my mind, and thanks to the many hours I’ve recently spent in rehearsal for the Princeton Triangle Club’s upcoming show, I’ve been reflecting a lot on the significance and privilege of once again participating in live theater.
(01/26/22 4:17am)
The first time I read ‘The Alchemist,’ by Paulo Coelho, was in December 2020. Fresh out of high school, I spent that month grappling with a deceptively simple question: Now what? Despite being a liberating experience for most, life after graduation left me feeling hollow. As I traded in my childhood for a fancy diploma, I realized that I had no routine, no goals, and a great fear of the unknown.
(01/20/22 2:59am)
I love when my accomplishments make other people happy: like when I did well on the midterm exam I studied hard for last semester and my professor praised my performance, or when one of my friends told me I should ask for a promotion and I received it. These are things I ostensibly did for myself, but I cared more about how the people around me reacted to what I did than about actually doing those things.
(01/20/22 2:51am)
Olivia Gatwood is my favorite slam poet — and probably the only one I can name who doesn’t attend Princeton. My favorite poem of hers is “Alternate Universe in Which I Am Unfazed by the Men Who Do Not Love Me.” In the last line, Gatwood sums up her experience in this alternate universe: “I have so much beautiful time.”
(01/31/22 3:24am)
Following on the heels of an exhausting, two-years-and-counting pandemic, the pop music landscape of the day is dominated by soft-spoken harmonies and acoustic backings, the kinds of things that lend themselves naturally to rumination on days gone by — Taylor Swift’s “Red (Taylor’s Version)” and Kacey Musgraves’ “star-crossed” come to mind. There’s a nostalgia inherent to these albums, as if they’re looking back on a time that was, for lack of a more encompassing word, different.
(01/06/22 2:51am)
I often consider a day’s work and a life’s work to be something different. In your life, you might want to be a senator, or save the world, or write the next great American novel. I have big plans, places to go, a long road ahead. We might feel the things we do each day are productive only if they get us toward some bigger goal.
(12/30/21 1:00pm)
In 2021, The Prospect saw Princeton’s arts and culture continue to flourish despite the difficulties of the year. As the year comes to a close, we look back on 25 articles, reviews, essays and much more that capture Princeton life over the past year. If not redirected, click here.
(12/24/21 4:49am)
Throughout my years, I’ve had the opportunity to live, and other times, I’ve had the task to survive. I was reminded of this while traveling home for the holidays. Scrolling through Twitter while waiting in an airport terminal, I stumbled across a short essay by Jonny Sun that reminded me of this distinction. The former allows — encourages — flourishing, while the latter necessitates endurance, at the cost of pretty much everything else.
(12/10/21 3:01am)
It’s reading period. You already know what that means: stress-induced tears, both internal and external, late night cramming, and a whole lot of — you guessed it — reading. With all the work that has to be done this week, it’s easy to feel overwhelmed. Whether it’s because you need an epic soundtrack to help you focus or simply because you’re sick of Lofi Girl, I’ve got you covered! Here are a few of my favorite classical bangers to help you get by until winter break.
(12/17/21 3:12am)
It’s morning in Princeton. Students that live in dorms are probably familiar with the sound of a phone alarm from a nearby room. It could be a quiet chirp, or a blaring horn, laden with urgency. When night falls, one might come back to their dorm and see someone working on an assignment or a group returning from an event. By this time, some students may have already gone to bed; others may have decided not to sleep at all.