Always repeating, never the same – or How not to trip on your way to pick up garbage
Hey! Psst, pstttt. So, as I have been saying for a while now - I do not need any help. Thank you very much.
Hey! Psst, pstttt. So, as I have been saying for a while now - I do not need any help. Thank you very much.
A few of us were sitting on a terrasse on a sunny-soon-to-be-cloudy day with the chance of meatballs…khm, khm, sorry, I meant rain. Yes, indeed I haven’t made a #dadjoke pun about a random film or cartoon in a while, so here it is. Relish it. . Anyhoo, while enjoying the gentle breeze a few of us were talking about the usual arts people topics, such as living in the Netherlands as internationals, admiring its DIY healthcare system, and randomly talking about synaptic pruning and the power of behavioural patterns.
Pleasure for itself and in moderation does not, by virtue, possess a guilty quality. It is when a person starts to indulge themselves in excess that it becomes ‘guilty’. From personal observations and experiences, it seems to me that indulgence is one of the key steps which opens doors to the realm of guilt. Between all the silly and real ‘guilty pleasures’, there is one I would say for which you really should look out for – it is the guilty pleasure of guilt itself.
Performance art. The most ephemeral type of art in which everything is questioned by the means of anything.
A seventeen-year-old girl sitting in the open-air summer theatre watching a movie about a seventeen-year-old boy falling madly in love with an enigmatic exchange student during the magical summer of 1983 in Italy.
Isn’t it wonderful how you can find beauty almost anywhere? It can be found within a place, a material piece or in a person.
When the air starts to turn frisky, the roads in the cities slowly become covered with thin icy layers of ice, and the Christmas decorations flood the stores, so starts the hunt for one of the main components of Christmas. We can all agree, it is the famous Christmas tree.
The Unknown Groningen By: Leda Spiranec The Unknown Groningen By: Leda Spiranec When walking around Groningen, one is always bound to encounter various lively groups…
How does an unassuming work of art become so widely admired, understood and therefore mainstream? Why does it occur? And why do I feel sort of foul when saying that not all mainstream occurrences are bad just because they are mainstream?
“And the Emmy for “Outstanding Lead Actor in a Drama Series” goes to… Billy Porter!” And just like that, 2019 marked the first year where an openly gay black man won an Emmy.