For 10 years the Northwest Arkansas art collective Art Amiss has been documenting the area’s art scene and providing lesser-known musicians, designers, photographers, performers and artists with a boost of exposure.
Too many times, people try to hide who they are. Maybe I shouldn’t be surprised at that, but I still am.
Vegetarian and vegan diets are healthy and can adequately meet nutritional requirements according to the Mayo Clinic, ChooseMyPlate.gov, and the USDA.
Leo creative efforts lead to a new identification of self. Leo is about understanding who we are through what we create. Leo streams through the three levels of the Sun – core, heart, rays of the Sun, the force behind the creation of Earth.
By Amy Alkon Cheat Exhaustion My girlfriend and I are mostly happy together, but we have this ongoing fight where she accuses me of wanting to cheat whenever I so much as glance at a woman she perceives to be my “type” (any woman roughly her age and ethnicity). Even flipping through a magazine that…
The Human Rights Campaign’s (HRC) Project One America released key findings from a recent survey providing information about the challenges faced by lesbian, gay, bisexual and transgender (LGBT) Arkansans, Monday July 28.
Perils and Pleasures of Trees By D. Lark Lancaster There’s a life-flowing rhythm to this place. Faceless spirits come from way upstream, Arriving with fear, looking for harbor. They cry, they hope, they laugh, As they tip a toe to test these waters Safe yet perilously calm near the bank. I greet them all; only…
On Friday, Aug. 1, Marvel Studios is releasing Guardians Of The Galaxy. For Marvel, this is a massive risk, as Guardians do not have the clout or fame “The Avengers,” or any of their solo members, have in the mainstream comics.
In case you didn’t hear, or like me, are too poor to make it all the way to San Diego, The SDCC (San Diego Comic Con) was this weekend, and with it came the next year of nerdy entertainment laid out on a platter for all to see.
Hours After Midnight by Garrett Parker I love this sky at nighttime when the sun lies far below its last glint. With time spent recollecting how the night was with friends who seem unfit. When crypts are alive with lives and lies lost in lullabies. They cry the songs of nighttime birds echo drunken slurs…