I spent many middle school evenings sitting at my kitchen table half doing homework, half watching whatever my mom had on TV. One day, seemingly unprompted, mom stopped in the middle of washing a dish and pointed a soapy yellow-gloved finger to the TV, which was playing a re-run of “Seinfeld.”
What kind of hole have we created in modern society where we’re filling it with logical promiscuity and revelry about someone else’s unpredictability? I’m not certain. But I know that “Love Island” is filling it.
Photos 1-4 by Maya Smith, photos 5-7 by Gia Mariani & photos 8-10 by Holly Flaig
Photo courtesy of Lindsey Brown
The first month in a new place is always intimidating. Especially when that new place involves a class of nearly 4,000 people you’ve never met and dozens of red-brick buildings that all look identical.
Cover photo courtesy of Shannon Reilly
For nearly two years while Caroline Grace Williams was a student at Miami University, a friend tried to convince her to participate in the Miss Oxford Competition.
William Albert Caver was born with an ability to make anyone laugh.
Migiwa Orimo spends a lot of her time wading through censored government documents and digging into yellowed archives for her art projects. The artist navigates cultural gaps in memory and will discuss this phenomenon during her talk on campus this Thursday, Sept. 12, titled "Gaps + Slippage + A Realm of Disjunction."
