The first thing one realizes when arriving at Yosemite for the first time is that the magnitude of the mountains is far beyond what a picture could convey. They stand at a monolithic size in comparison to even the tallest buildings encountered.
March 19 was a sunny day on the City College campus. Walking towards the new gym, on my way to the book store, I could hear the water cascading in the fountain, the birds chirping, students laughing, banging their drums, playing their guitars, some singing, and construction equipment filling the air with a monstrous noise; the art building was in the midst of being torn down.
The incredible thing about FMP is that it is completely staffed by kids. From the lights to the sound to publicity, and the board of directors, there isn’t a soul involved in FMP who would be allowed into a bar that serves liquor.
Open a vein. Let the words drip, drip, drip from you to the page. Publish. Repeat.
Over the past 15 years, Steve Cirrone, City College English professor, has spilled enough blood to write six plays, two novels, numerous short stories and several magazine articles.
What do walking teapots, blond afros and Boston terriers on the moon have in common? They have all been incorporated into some of the most extraordinary mixed-media art coming from a single source.
When he isn’t attending music classes or making coffee drinks, Paez writes, records and produces his own electronic music in a Sacramento scene that is not yet the most accessible for new dance music.
Lowrie describes her work as edgy.
“That’s the common word I hear most from people. I never know what to say about it. It just ‘is’ to me.”
Jeremiah Lewis wants you to know that you’re an American Failure. However, he wants you to flaunt it like he does.
Just five years ago, she says was addicted to methamphetamine, had lost her boyfriend, and had her child taken into protective custody. As of today, she’s earned three associate degrees and a certificate in social work, supports herself and her son, and as of Aug. 26, she’ll celebrate five years clean.
Occasionally a hokey story about downtown Sacramento’s secret underground tunnels will appear on a local news broadcast. A tactless reporter with a flashlight and hardhat will drag a decidedly unenthused cameraman into one of the city’s hidden tunnels, and tell a tale of the ghosts that haunt it.