An overview of the night that changes the lives of everyone in #BeyHive305
Impossible price tags, security guards, and patrons staring in consternation at inscrutably abstract "arts". What do you think about when you hear the term "museum"?
Do you like traffic 🚘? Overpriced Drinks 🍸? Tourists 📸? Constantly reminding you of how amazing it must be to live where you already live. "There's so much art and culture, you must really love it here! 😒🙄 I'd move in a second if I could!" This year I focused on art: capturing, hearing, and... Continue Reading →
We side-eye the traditions of other cultures and forget that essentially, we are all the same. We don our respective apparel, and forget that somewhere else, someone is preparing for a yearly shindig of their own. Mine is carnival.
Art is thought made tangible. For a special weekend, posers, artists, consumers, buyers, and admirers descend on Miami’s art scene. Exhibits, instillations, and performances abound!
Never in six million light years did I think this day would come. But alas, at the end of every tunnel is ... no more tunnel. Here I am, about to end my jobless dry-spell and I almost wish it wasn't over. Let me set the scene... For the last few months I've been couch... Continue Reading →
A New Year means new hair, so this afternoon in Miami I set off to the barbershop. After waiting for around half an hour, battling staring patrons and barbers, I was finally called. Half an hour later the mimi-fro is gone and my scalp doeth heartily rejoice. Also I think the creepy quiet dude that... Continue Reading →
As you read this, millions are at risk but are blissfully unaware. As you read these lines those millions are preoccupied with their YouTube and Facebook accounts; with their sensationalized newspaper headlines and they are content with their bustling and for the time-being satisfying lives. Each of them is only acutely aware of an indescribable danger. We feel it... Continue Reading →