This might shock people — especially those from the west of the globe — but Halloween is a foreign concept to most international students.
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A fire pit burns between two friends on the Great Dane patio. They both lean forward with their hands cupped above the flames, hot drinks just a short reach away.
Leading up to the weekend of Taylor Swift’s Vancouver run of the iconic Eras Tour in December, the city lost its mind — and I was no exception.
When I started my English seminar this term, I wasn’t expecting to learn about the end of the world.
I’ve recently become acquainted with someone who has celiac disease, meaning he not only can’t eat gluten (obviously), but also can’t have anything cross-contaminated with gluten — a part of having celiac that I wasn’t aware of.
Dr. Morna Edmundson CM co-founded the treble-voice choir Elektra in 1987 alongside the late Dr. Diane Loomer CM because, in the world of choral music, women’s ensembles were once consistently considered secondary to men’s.
Co-curated by Dr. Snxakila Clyde Tallio, director of culture and language for the Nuxalk Nation and Dr. Jennifer Kramer, a curator at the MOA, the exhibit will focus on the deep connection between physical objects and sovereignty.
In light of Donald Trump being elected — a threat to the rights of 2SLGBTQIA+ people, BIPOC, immigrants, and women — as well as the silence of world leaders throughout the war in Gaza, The Arsonists is a scary reminder that history tends to repeat itself.
Every Value Village has the same smell. If you know it, you know it. If you don’t, it can be best described as dust, cigarette smoke, peculiar perfumes and other mysterious odours all mixed together. I also happen to know what it smells like if you take that smell and set it on fire.
The Hatch Art Gallery’s most recent exhibition may be reflecting on the past, but the conversation it creates is futuristic enough to blast off to Mars with Elon — although I’m not sure the curators would enjoy that journey.
This past January I watched my social media feeds fill with Lunar New Year celebrations, and I realized that in my 21 years of living, I have never truly learned about the holiday.
From January 30–February 2, UBC Opera put on their version of Street Scene at the Chan Centre and unfortunately, it was a slightly underwhelming affair — save for select standout performances.
Through cartoons, comics and satire, Seriously? Comedy and Satire in Canadian Art 1970s-Now, curated by Melissa E. Feldman, confronts mainstream culture and politics, using humour to make critical ideas more accessible and engaging.
As a child, there was nothing more sacred than my uninterrupted, unsupervised computer time.
Forget about the exact time of day — I don’t even remember the month or year of my initiation into the world of sensuality.
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