The surrealist illustrations of Olivia Lunger feel like viewing the world from a dream; a dream that’s fashioned from the illustrations of childhood, mixed with the uncanny visages of adulthood. Originally from Pennsylvania, Lunger graduated from RISD in 2022 and has been living in Providence for a year now and says her art is inspired […]
The sun is on your face and the wind blows through your hair (under your helmet, of course) as you coast down one of Providence’s rolling hills. You feel alive; a strong sense of freedom rising in your chest. Biking is amazing! As you near the bottom of the hill, you start pumping the brakes. […]
What people give their passion, time, and dedication to is fascinating, isn’t it? I love hearing the kind of passionate talk that brightens a person’s face, that lights them from the inside out. The kind of passion that makes them smile a smile that reaches their eyes. The kind of passion they are always happy […]
I learned how to bike just a little later in life than many, at the age of 25. My friend, Shelby, who is an avid cyclist, had high hopes that I could learn to ride a bike. I was less optimistic but, not knowing how to say no, I gave it a half-hearted yes. I […]
On the first Tuesday evening of this past April, a rain-soaked Kennedy Plaza saw a procession of constituents file into the ornate corridors of City Hall. The days-long deluge had only just broken as thick clusters of invested individuals climbed the marble stairs and crowded into the City Council chambers. There were no empty seats […]
It rained the night before, the roads are slick with water. The smell of fresh earth lingers in the morning air and the grass is bright green with spring’s first touches. With the absence of traffic, the sound of the ocean rushing against the rocky coast is deafening. A group of early morning bikers meet […]
i. ShearEighteen spans, massive Trembling softlySoothing and rocking, murmuringForgetfulness, abnegating the airThe space beneath The commuters hung aloft Steel and concrete, manmadePiles driven deep, riverbed anchorsTowering to braceHis vertebraeCooling drops condensing Salt air drifting in From estuary, cove and inletSoothe his pebbled skinHis task is far from easyA minor Atlas bearing Stress and strain—incalculable! No […]