Subspace by J T Kirkland

One time when I was young my father asked me to help him in the shop by sanding some wood. I began sanding the board against the grain. When my Dad barked at me for it I threw the sanding block down and never helped him again. So perhaps it’s fitting that for the past thirteen years my work has focused almost exclusively on the natural beauty of wood.

The Generative Darkroom by Steven H. Silberg

I'm sitting in the darkroom writing this by hand. My laptop is tied up making new images and my phone, acting as an extension of my laptop’s...

Doing Wholeheartedly by Helanius J. Wilkins

My family never identified as Creole. We always identified as Black. Creole was an integral aspect of our lives, but we embraced it as a way of life; we didn't identify as it. As I create this work my thoughts are circling around my Creole ties and notions of bloodlines and legacy.

Brain Teaser: Nerd Comedian Dhaya Lakshminarayanan by Amy Char

Theater Comedian Dhaya Lakshminarayanan was once accidentally lodged in former president Bill Clinton's cleavage. "I shook his hand and then someone behind me pushed me so I kind of ended up in his man boobs — this was big Bill Clinton — and I got sort of squished in there,"

Flowers, Fruit, and Fatality: Death and Decay is Super Natural by Christine Slobogin

“What is natural?” is the intriguing inquiry surrounding the National Museum of Women in the Arts summer 2015 exhibition, Super Natural. This frustratingly broad question could be answered in a plethora of ways