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A Norfolk man had a clutch of Close Encounters of the First and Second Kind with alien craft in the county.

Before Close Encounters, I was obsessed with sharks, thanks to “Jaws.” Then I turned my eyes to the stars.

Article content Zamfirescu, a native of Romania who moved to St. Marys from Toronto a few years ago, is “a true Renaissance man” whose various artistic talents include music, writing, photography, and painting, Porteous said.  We apologize, but this video has failed to load. Try refreshing your browser. St. Marys Station Gallery reopens Friday with exhibit by local artist Back to video His new exhibit, Excerpts from the Book of Entropy, was originally scheduled to be on display last year. It includes a collection of evocative photographs that explore Zamfirescu’s interests in art, sc...

Lähdin taidetapahtumaan, mutta pääsin aikamatkalle ihmiskunnan synkkään tulevaisuuteen Helsinki Biennaali on komea ja ajankohtainen kattaus nykytaidetta, jonka sisältöä ympärille levittäytyvä Vallisaari vielä alleviivaa. Taiteen yksi tärkeä ominaisuus on siirtää kokijansa pois arki­todellisuudesta. Päivä Helsingin edustan Valli­saaressa, Helsinki Biennaali -nykytaidetapahtumassa todistaa tästä kahdellakin tavalla. Ensinnäkin se tekee vaikutuksen silkalla toteutuksellaan. Olenko edes Suomessa, kun minua hellitään tällaisella taidekattauksella, kysyn itseltäni helteis...

a- One of my neighbors has a  front yard in the same condition. Passing by as I walked my dog, I saw the lady of the house doing gardening work among the blooms. I greeted her with: "A host, of golden daffodils!" She called my hand and raised: "Beside the lake, beneath the trees …" We finished the stanza in unison. Bless my literate neighbors. Is "Daffodils" the best-known poem in our language? I'd be happy to think so: it's a gem of a poem. Thirty years ago the British radio station Classic FM asked listeners to name their favorite poems. They ranked the top hundred poems named, then pu...