Clara Rose Thornton

‘Mooo!’ is sexual psychedelia. On a late night in Chicago, I told a man I was chatting with on a dating ap…

On this, the first and last day of his Chicago press run for The Painted Veil, a melancholic rumination on th…

White supremacy is obviously such a vast, ridiculous lie, and we are already watching it crumble. The conc…

She’s an elegant woman, in her late 40s. A tumble of black hair dips beneath her shoulders, her august form c…

In 2015 amid an online storm surrounding #OscarsSoWhite, I got a call to be on “The Ryan Tubridy Show”, then …

Art is a reflection of human life as lived. The tenuous process of creating art mirrors life’s path: projecti…

In Woody Allen films, setting is often a character. New York City breathes and vibrates, while punishing, cra…

I recently attended a play called 'Dig' from Co Leitrim playwright, actor and director Seamus O'Rourke. The s…

There's a reason medical practitioners and patients often prefer to use the term "cannabis" as opposed to "ma…

If Dave Matthews stepped in and stole the average band's sax player, the average bandleader might get a bit a…

A large, airy studio sits in the hull of a 19th-century brick warehouse. The oldest canal in the country, cha…

It was night, and the rocky terrain of mountain forests made them stumble. A small, caramel-colored six-year-…

For many, the ritual and practice of wine tasting is often shrouded in mystery and pretension. For those not …

There's an unmistakable, rejuvenating zest that occupies the mouth when a good craft beer takes residence. A …

A political muckraker and an astute observer of human relations, Polish filmmaker Agnieszka Holland’s work se…

After years of wading through the muck of heinous representations and limited portrayals of LGBT characters o…

Women's History Month comes colliding onto the general consciousness in March, aided throughout southern Verm…

It was a moment we did not think we'd live to see. America, the most powerful nation in the world, elected an…

From a balcony overlooking the pristine flow of water at the base of rolling Fall Mountain, I observe a swirl…

Living amongst the dead is a circumstance usually avoided, yet walking into the studio of Michaela D'Angelo i…

During noiseless moments when the clatter of human endeavor and steel and spinning tires and rail yards and c…

Whimsical nights are upon us, with all of the magic that accompanies longer hours spent outdoors. While tempe…

In a 2005 novel about his time living at Shakespeare and Company, a legendary Parisian bookstore for English-…

Deserts are hellish infernos spotted with the dusty, sand-camouflaged visage of Satan himself, jumping from b…