Turtles, serpents, kids – and a bug
Cartoon, photo and essay by Micah Liesenfeld
Talking stones at the sculpture playground.
adding to the conversation
Cartoon, photo and essay by Micah Liesenfeld
Talking stones at the sculpture playground.
By Sydney J. Norton
St. Louis and Slovak dance companies collaborate to premiere new work.
Comic & Text By Micah Liesenfeld
A place you will probably never go.
Photos by John Montre
Buskers also get cold.
By Chris Naffziger
Photos by Jason Gray
Two intrepid St. Louisans wander our oldest sewer.
By Our In-House Cartoonist,
Micah Liesenfeld
Drawings & Words =
A Good Combo
Photo essay by David Higgins
Elmira, N.Y. vs. Hannibal, Mo.
Quien es mas Mark Twain-o?
Essay and photos by Johnathan Poertner
Not many places stay almost the same for your entire life.
By Micah Liesenfeld
Sometimes, you just gotta see it in pictures.
By Paul Howard Alpert
St. Louis sidewalks host many talented musicians. Paul has been honing his musical skills for 30,000 hours. You can hear him busk in the University City Loop.
Art by Kathryn Norton-Remillard
Written by Gabriel Shapiro
Summer rentals often come equipped with a prominently placed journal wherein guests can leave their thoughts on their lodging experiences. The below entries are from a very small, hut-like structure on Cape Cod.
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Essay by Eddi Bellando
Artwork by Emily Cross
The spoons are supposed to be in the drawer across from the sink.
I just arrived at my second home, and it always takes me some time to remember where things are. The same will be true for the other essential items in the next minute, hour and day. This is what happens when you have two homes – a “first world problem” if there ever was one.
Text by Landon Charlebois
Photos by Caitlin McFalls
“Things should be at angles – it opens up your thinking tremendously. When you have all your shelves straight, it just gives a path for people to go in and go out. People want to go around corners, they want to see what’s there.”
Drawings by Charles Hunt
As time passes, I realize more and more that I am not just Old School but Old World. Overall, I greatly prefer the analog life. I want to be in direct contact with people and places and things, as opposed to witnessing the world in externally mediated ways. I prefer to walk in the woods rather than watching someone else do so via the internet or another of the multitudinous and voracious reality interlopers.