“Love takes off the masks that we fear we cannot live without but know we cannot live within,” writes essayist and civil rights activist James Baldwin in The Fire Next Time. This statement comes from a time of great social upheaval in the United States, the early 1960s. It was a period marked by political […]
Read a story written by one of the people who joined us last week’s Writing Huddle, written from the perspective of one of the creatures at the Arcadian Dreams exposition.
“When the woman/ man saw that the fruit of the tree was good for food and pleasing to the eye, and also desirable for gaining wisdom, she/ he took some and ate it. She/ He also gave some to her husband/ his wife, who was with her/ him, and he/ she ate it.”
What if we could use language to cross the boundaries of culture, species, and technology, to reveal how words can either uphold or dismantle power? Together, we can craft new narratives for a world we love wholeheartedly.
What do political values even mean in the face of so much money? What chance do people have in a democracy that can be bought?
Wrinkles and creases, hairs and goosebumps. Toenails and hands that look so real that they remind you of your own. Bone structures and skin tones that resemble yours. And yet, despite all the recognition you feel estranged from what you’re witnessing in Echo’s main hall in the exhibition Arcadian Dreams
If you are looking for hard-earned lessons, look no further. I want to delve into Augustine’s meditations on grief.
I am the kind of person who still says “thank you” to ChatGPT after completing a task. Perhaps this is a “boomer” thing, but I wonder why I do it. I can’t help but view an entity with which I can have reasonably meaningful conversations as a “someone” with inner awareness or consciousness—in short, I don’t want to hurt its feelings.
What’s really wrong with extreme wealth? Haven’t men—since it’s nearly always men—like Elon Musk and Jeff Bezos earned their fortune through hard work and smart business strategies? Who are we, the average people, to criticize them? Isn’t our disdain rooted in jealousy because we secretly wish to be like them? It’s curious that we even […]
Wednesday morning in my home office in the attic. I start up my laptop, get myself a cup of coffee, and put on an extra jumper so I will not be interrupted mid-sentence by the freezing of my fingers. I am rested and ready to edit the manuscript of my second novel. Wait, before I […]
When is it genocide, and who decides?
This quarter is all about wealth, greed, and the roots of inequality. With more billionaires than ever, global crises in the 21st century have enriched the few while billions have been made poorer. Can our society keep sustaining this divide? And if not, where will you stand in the next mass uprising?
One of our favorite organizations to collaborate with is looking for new board members. Are you Surinamese, or of Surinamese descent, or otherwise affiliated with or even deeply interested in Suriname? We need your help!
Are you bound by incomprehensible laws of the universe to find avenues of expression, through poetry, sketching, dance, music, or whatever, for no other reason than the joy and suffering of existence?
This is a humble suggestion and invitation: share your work with the student-run magazine Hesiodos.
