(‘15, English, Outgoing Editor-in-Chief) likes to write songs about gravity and days that don't end. Katharine is from Pasadena, CA and she's only been to one Rose Bowl game. Ever.
In the American imagination, Italy is often reduced to visions of homemade pasta, pizza, and gelato; picturesque streets that bustled before our country was founded; the Catholic Church and the art – the churches, the frescos, the altarpieces, and the masters shaping visual culture from their graves. Behind all these images is the idea that life, in Italy, is beautiful.
We gave up procrastination for Lent. Now that that’s over, we’d like to wish you a happy Easter and we’ll finish writi…
Stanford Spring Quarter exists in a bizarre dilemma universe where every day feels like a beautiful afternoon in mid-July where nothing matters except having a cold drink and a pair of sunglasses.. while still still living up to the academic requirements of one of the most demanding universities in the country.
WOOP WOOP. Here’s your soundtrack to the sun.
If you’re reading this right now, it means you’ve survived and escaped the snowpocalypse that took over every place except California. Shout out to Stanford and our fantastic location.
For those who’ve never written poetry before, the Japanese form of haiku—three line poems with syllables traditionally arranged in a 5-7-5 form—seems like the easiest way to begin. Right? Wrong.
Bring it on, Week 8. Bring it on.
Welcome to the Arts Review’s first weekly playlist, a collection of the diverse jams that have been populating the earbuds of our writers as we bask in a win against Oregon, reflect on experimental campus theater, and try to stay indoors to avoid toxic fumes alarmingly close to campus. Stay alive. Bump these tunes.
Lawrence Neil, Katharine Schwab, and Alec Arceneaux of the Stanford Arts Review sat down with artist Lauren Youngsmith ’13 to discuss her art, her recent project with the Flaming Lips, and getting Stanford to pick up the tab.
Meet Chris Young, a rising fourth year Ph.D. student in Mechanical Engineering. While he now spends his time researching plasma, which can be used for space propulsion, fusion energy, and computer chips, Young spent six years as the musical improviser of the Stanford Improvisers (SImps).
Josh Coronado does not consider himself a musician. He doesn’t like to think of himself as an artist either.
The first time I saw Lizzie Quinlan and Hannah Martinson play, I was sitting on a couch in the Enchanted Broccoli Forest. Quinlan, with dreadlocks and nose ring, had an instrument I’d never seen: a miniature harp that rested on the tops of her thighs. Martinson, blonde and dressed in an oversized sweater, began to sing in an angelic, clear voice. When the two first harmonized, they gave me goose bumps.