Lydia Woolever

Unless you’ve been living under the proverbial rock lately (or not reading this magazine), you’ve probably heard that hardcore music is the biggest genre in Baltimore right now. And thanks to this city, it might be the most up-and-coming genre across the country, too. Justice Tripp has a lot to do with that. The Essex native came to punk rock as a little kid, after his brother stole a car and gifted him the CDs left inside.

Most Marylanders woke up this past Monday morning with a deep sigh of relief. In late January, a winter storm whisked into the region, bringing snow and sleet, then a serious cold spell, suspending residents in an unusual tundra for the better part of the past two weeks. The ice is just now beginning to melt, and as the mercury inches back into the 40s, there’s a common sentiment everywhere of “finally!” Not everyone is celebrating, though.

—Courtesy of Phaidon/Rizzoli This holiday season, in this digital age of divided attention spans, we can’t think of any better gift than that of a beautiful book. That’s right—a physical, feel-it-in-your-hands, keep-it-on-your-bedside book—which (much like a magazine) you can return to from time to time for information and inspiration, not to mention a nice three-dimensional salve for your eyeballs. This winter, Baltimore artists have made it easy.