If you dial up artprize.org, the home screen will inform you — under the rubric “Plan your visit” — that there will be “more than 1,500 works of art” at some 160 venues “across three square miles of Grand Rapids, Michigan” for a few weeks in Septe
When I say “downtown resident,” who pops to mind? A bearded hipster, a fresh-faced Zapponista, a manic pixie dream barista? But maybe the iconic downtown denizen is a man huddled in a blanket in a dead storefront’s doorway. A homeless man ...
Southwestern writer Mary Sojourner’s new novel, 29, has a topical urgency. “One of the central themes is the Chemehuevi tribe organizing to stop an industrial solar-power plant from going in near their sacred Salt Song Trail,” she says.
Score one for the good guys! Several dozen Clark County interns have banded together to help their fellow youth gain independence and security. They’re collecting both professional attire for teens to wear to job interviews and back-to-school clothes and equipment for younger kids.
Saturday is National Trails Day, as determined by the American Hiking Society, which appears to be a society of hikers in America. Now that we've finally shaken off the brrr of our 50-degree winter, it's time to get out and enjoy the triple digits with a nice walk.
Two words you don't normally associate with local theater: "splash zone." Then again, we're talking about the heady combination of Troy Heard, the venturesome artist named Best Director in Desert Companion’s Best of the Valley issue (February), and the equally venturesome Vegas Fringe Festival —
If you missed last night’s Desert Companion “Focus on Nevada” photo contest awards-a-ganza shindigabration at Trifecta Gallery in the Arts Factory, er, sorry, we drank all the wine — but there’s still plenty of eye candy left over.
Whip out your maps and summer schedules; there are only four weeks left to make your plans for the Great American Backyard Campout! Okay, okay — it might seem like the folks in charge of the National Wildlife Federation, who came up with the faux-liday three years ago, are aiming low.
Given the varieties of performance art, absurdist theater and ritualized dada spectacle that are daily business in the Clark County Government Center, the sight of a bald, barefoot artist silently polishing pennies on the rotunda floor might not seem all that quirky.