One hundred artists were given a square wood panel. The objective: a creative art piece that remains in the border of the panel. The artists may build straight out from the wood but not off the sides.
During the month of May, spend Thursday evenings sitting on a blanket under the stars, taking in classic films on the big screen.
St. Petersburg Preservation is sponsoring a free film and music series at North Straub Park every Thursday night through May 31.
This is a story about love. It’s also a story about breaking out of nursing homes, taking in hitchhikers and road-tripping to Canada to get married. It may also be a story about unusually-timed interpretive dance, cavity searches and a low-speed car chase involving a naked man.
The Gasparilla International Film Festival looks to a day when the thought of “Gasparilla” triggers an Oprah-like moniker as recognizable internationally as Cannes, Toronto and Sundance.
Looking more like the average skate rat than a seasoned traveler, Ryan Mitchell leans casually against a bike rack outside The Studio@620 speaking about his new photography exhibit at Kawha Coffee South.
For some music lovers, experiencing live shows are a crucial part of musical appreciation. That moment where the music and vibe coalesce into some kind of nirvana. Goose bumps rise, and you’re airborne.
I took to the streets of St. Petersburg to have a one-on-one chat with folks about the recent death of Whitney Houston. My goal was to find out how people think Houston will be remembered by coming generations.
“V” is for vagina! In case you didn’t know, the vagina has a voice and it loves to talk. Currently, its voice can be heard through the performance of The Vagina Monologues written by playwright Eve Ensler. Part of American
It’s that time again.
Following the success of last year’s CL Photo Contest, we’re introducing the 2012 edition,CL Visions. And this year we’re adding a video competition to the mix.
About 20 minutes into August Wilson’s mostly wonderful Seven Guitars, it becomes obvious that what Wilson is celebrating is life itself, as lived by a group of African-American characters in Pittsburgh, 1948. Yes, there’s a bit of plot to hold our interest, but Wilson lavishes so much