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(04/09/15 4:00am)
It’s Tuesday morning and
Wharton sophomore Ayo
Fagbemi is walking along 36th
Street on his way to campus.
Ahead of him he sees university
buildings and other students
when the song “Cold Dead” by
Flying Lotus comes on in his
headphones. And then, in front
of him, an electric purple haze
diffuses to orange to dark pea
green to ambient gray: he sees
colors melting into the arpeggio
of the song, shifting with
the key changes.
(02/19/15 6:36am)
Natalie Joy, sophomore in the College
(02/18/15 5:38am)
Jon Yeston
(02/06/15 4:59pm)
A nondescript building on a nondescript street corner, the building at 319 North 11th Street is usually easy to miss. Not tonight. Every First Friday, the crumbling former factory can be identified by the menagerie of arts-types bustling in and out. Located in Philly's desolate Callowhill neighbourhood (just north of Chinatown), the building is home to dozens of artist collective and studios, which open their doors on the first Friday of the month to join in the citywide arty party.
(01/22/15 6:07am)
Octopus! The Most Mysterious Creature in the Sea, Katherine Harmon Courage
(11/06/14 5:45am)
Emily Lipson dances like someone else might walk:
intuitively – every day – since the age of 3. A Visual Studies junior, Emily’s
been dancing and choreographing in Strictly Funk, Penn’s sexiest hip hop dance
group, since her freshman year. We meet at her home on campus: the Platt
Performing Arts basement, where prior to the Funk show last weekend she spent
16 hours a week.
(10/23/14 4:51am)
Every October, the Eastern State Penitentiary dresses up for Halloween. The prison in North Philadelphia’s Fairmont neighborhood hosts “Terror Behind the Walls” its annual benefit where the fortress-like building is renovated into a helluva haunted house. As someone who gets scared walking around my kitchen alone at night, to me “Terror Behind the Walls” seems like a great way to ACTUALLY DIE. The reason why this haunted house is so terrifying—and so popular—is that it’s real.
(10/23/14 4:50am)
1. Bottle Bar East
(10/15/14 6:24am)
In a city that’s seen the birth of the cheesesteak and roast pork sandwich, the newly opened Mama’s Balls is using meatballs to reinvent Philadelphia’s favorite meat and bread staple. The meatballs are as distinctive as the name suggests: they’re traditional, as if straight from an Italian nonna’s kitchen, but with a sexy, unconventional kick.
(10/16/14 4:50am)
Think Old City is just more of the same Benjamin Franklin crap we get on campus? Think again. Last Saturday, Design Philadelphia celebrated the diverse artistic vitality of the neighbourhood with a street party. The festival was only one afternoon, but the arty party that is North 3rd Street turns up every day. Here’s what to look out for.
(10/02/14 4:00am)
Engineering Senior Stephen Masso made his off campus house a home.
(09/25/14 4:10am)
Thank goodness they didn't mess with the coffee.
(09/18/14 4:11am)
1. Avril 50
(09/11/14 4:18am)
Some people's rooms look better than yours
(04/17/14 12:33pm)
(12/05/13 10:48am)
This article was originally published as part of the joke issue on 12.5.2013
(11/21/13 10:52am)
Museum without Walls is a self–guided audio tour of Philadelphia’s public sculptures. On audio files on the museum's website, experts talk about each work for a few minutes. Here's the audio and visual experience, from City Hall to Rittenhouse Square.
(11/15/13 5:00pm)
The human presence is this single Rodin-lined room of the Arthur Ross Gallery’s most startling feature. Bronze casts—of heads, hands, bodies contorted in activities mundane and extraordinary—narrate the breadth and depth of human experience. Three sculptures represent such diversity, respectively addressing thought, sex, duty. Venus, Ovid’s Metamorphosis and Jean D’Aire are a microcosm of the works in this collection: a sample of a sample.
(11/14/13 10:40am)
Art and sex. Sex and art. One of those dynamic duos, they go together like X and Y (or XX and XY, even). Art has been a functioning sex addict since Botticelli’s babes flashed the Italian Renaissance; it pulled a Russell Brand when Egon Schiele drew porn–before–porn in 1920s Vienna.