The Great Transamerican Road Trip
FRIDAY, AUGUST 16th
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FRIDAY, AUGUST 16th
What makes an exhibition so immersive that it seamlessly draws viewers into both its external world and inner life? In The Illuminated Body, a new art exhibition by Seattle artist Barbara Earl Thomas at the Arthur Ross Gallery, viewers are invited to explore this very question.
As Allie Jiang (W ‘25) sat in front of Huntsman Hall, dressed as though she was ready to hit Pottruck at a moment’s notice, three people walked by to say “hi.” With each person she saw, her face lit up—as did theirs. That’s the type of person Allie Jiang is. From the moment you meet her, Allie will greet you with a hug and a smile so bright that it quite literally radiates joy.
Zoe Allaire Reynolds, known on stage and Spotify as Kississippi, is the exemplification of the Philly music scene: house–show roots, run–ins with shitty guys, and, of course, a collaboration with Jake Ewald of Slaughter Beach, Dog here and there.
On the afternoon of April 25, the Gaza Solidarity Encampment was set in motion. Earlier that day, a protest—organized by the Philly Palestine Coalition—began at City Hall and marched its way throughout Philadelphia, arriving at Penn’s campus by 4 p.m. It culminated with protesters pitching about 20 tents on College Green, with the support of an organized faculty walkout. The encampment, joining an ongoing international struggle, began.
“WARNING: The University Of Pennsylvania is Dangerous To Your Health,” reads the typed subhead on the 1972 Disorientation Guide, the first edition of the now regularly produced student activist response to Penn’s traditional, institutional orientation.
“As we get to know someone, we tug at a river of tendrils framing a person–shaped hole,” writes Sarahbelle Kim on her second Instagram account, Swimming Magazine.
As a kid, I wanted to be everything. My mom loves to tell the story of my kindergarten open house, where every child had drawn their dream job and placed it on their desk. Alongside all the abstract renditions of doctors, rock stars, and astronauts, I had simply drawn a question mark, captioned beneath with the words: “I don’t know.” After all, I was a kid who couldn’t even settle on a Halloween costume. (That year, I believe I was a “Friendly Ghost Superhero,” which was an improvement from “Rockstar Flower Fairy.”) When adults asked me what I wanted to be, I would pretentiously launch into a song where I listed every career I knew.
Going to college in Philly, we’re so often bombarded—on social media and IRL—with seemingly endless options for how to spend our free time. So, I’m delighted to announce that Street has done the hard part for you: We’ve rounded up what we think are the can’t–miss events for the month in one convenient place. If I’ve done my job right, there’ll be something in here for every one of our readers, no matter what you like to do with your weekends.
Dearest freshmen: So, you’ve survived New Student Orientation or you are recuperating after your first run–in with MERT. Now you’re probably coughing your way through classes, fighting the freshman flu, but don’t worry, we’ve all been there. While the sacred first semester of college will teach you to always wear shower shoes, definitely study for your Friday math quizzes, and to never forget to set a timer for your laundry, we’re here to teach you everything else you need to know to navigate life at Penn. Now that your family friendly NSO tours are over, Street’s writers and editors present to you our guide to Penn’s infamous landmarks and the lore behind them, as well as some of our favorite campus events and pastimes.
The beauty of boiler rooms exists in spite of the insipid, and frankly, disgusting conditions of the space itself. The beauty of Boiler Room, is that really, it can be created anywhere, can't it? It's a dingy, industrial space that defies all science—heat doesn't rise, but wraps like a damp blanket around you—and social conventions, where the DJ is within our eyeline, and frenetic, atmospheric beats aren't just something you hear, but also feel.
The Student Activities Fair crowds College Green every fall like a choose–your–own–adventure game. For a newly minted first–year student, each club is a different path down a unique Penn experience—and at the club fair, they’re all trying to get your attention. Handmade poster boards, innovative merch, and sometimes a glossy magazine grace nearly every single table, marketing consulting clubs, pre–professional organizations, and fun social groups. Like open doors, they provide a peek into what life might look like for the next four years. And for first years, those possibilities spark all kinds of new questions, with scenarios they never even thought could become a reality—“Should I rush a business frat?” or “Is pre–law in the cards for me? Do law schools like service clubs?” or “What if I joined a club sport?”
Walking into the Institute of Contemporary Art on Penn’s campus, the inaugural work of the Entryways project greets you: Nontsikelelo Mutiti’s cut–vinyl depiction of ironwork and braided hair calls upon African craftsmanship and memories of the design and textures that have guarded her life. The curling imagery pays homage to the protective hairstyles and gates found in African communities around the globe: particularly, Mutiti’s motherland of Zimbabwe and neighborhoods in Brooklyn. The ornate visage adds to the otherwise flat, modernist architecture of the building.
Miles Taylor (C ’22) never quite grew out of his train phase.
The Olympic Games in the modern age are held in high regard. Every four years, the world watches elite athletes yearn, struggle, and fight for one of the highest honors one can get: an Olympic gold medal. Countries fight for bids to host the event, because the wave of pride of one’s country is contagious. The international sporting event brings to nations across the globe a spirit of unity unparalleled during Olympics off–season.
As the semester begins, we’re itching to escape the too–soon drudgery of studying in stuffy GSRs (group study rooms, for the uninitiated). This is the guide to the top spots in the city to conquer homework fatigue. Whether you crave airy spaces or eclectic vibes, Street’s curated the perfect mix. So clock in, fire up Canvas, and let’s get some work done.
To the surprise of pretty much no one who has ever met me, I was a deeply annoying child. I self–identified as an old soul. I was heavily involved in a slew of campaigns for local politicians. And I loved nothing more than to tell fans of a movie that the book was better.
Late July afternoons in Athens, Greece are sweltering. Tourists choke the narrow streets, the pavements steam with a dense heat. The cool white basement of the Contemporary Greek Art Institute, tucked discreetly behind the central Syntagma Square, provides a welcome relief. For the first time, the National Gallery has sponsored an exhibition here, introducing the works of the Korean–American writer and artist Theresa Hak Kyung Cha and placing them in dialogue with Greek artists.
In a TikTok video, Nara Smith, a former fashion model, shows off her pregnant belly while making granola from scratch. With her pink–ribboned top and a backdrop of homemade treats, Smith embodies a growing trend on TikTok: the glamorous, modern housewife.
You know that scene in Elvis where the teenage girls in his audience start freaking out, shaking, screaming, sobbing, overcome by an intense, invisible hysteria? I always assumed that was exaggerated until I saw Cats. Not the OG Andrew Lloyd Webber musical or the horrendously CGI’d movie, but Cats: “The Jellicle Ball”—a queer reimagining that shines a light on contemporary Ballroom culture.