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After Investigation, The Pulitzer Prize Board Keeps Junot Díaz

Díaz removed himself as board president in May, after “writer Zinzi Clemmons accused Mr. Díaz of forcibly kissing her when she was a graduate student at Columbia University, prompting a divisive debate within the literary world over Mr. Díaz’s actions and whether he should be held accountable.” The Pulitzer Prize board said it found no reason to remove the novelist from the board.

This Artist Is Keeping The Promise She Made To A Saint While She Was Ill

Artist Melo Dominguez spent eight weeks in the hospital with chronic pancreatitis, and she made a promise, a manda, to “give her days to people and service.” Now she has a gallery in Tucson, not only for her own work but for that of artists who might not otherwise have a track to the art world. Dominguez: “You gotta wait in line to get into the museum. You gotta go to X amount of years to school to be admitted. And you know what? Some of us artists don’t got time for that. We’re trying to survive.”

Please Be Advised: Warnings For Theatre Audiences

As theatre addresses more of things like mass shootings and sexual assaults, the warnings have arrived. “The phenomenon has led to searching discussions at theaters large and small, pitting a traditional impulse — to preserve art’s ability to surprise, shock and stir — against a modern desire to accommodate sensitivities and not alienate paying customers.”

Is HBO’s ‘My Brilliant Friend’ The First Piece Of Socialist Prestige TV?

All you need is a high-quality cable subscription or high-speed internet and a subscription to HBO’s standalone service, and you too can see that “we may balk at seeing the economy of post-war Italy, which operated under quite different conditions, as an object lesson in the failings of capitalism for Americans today. But the way capital works in the neighborhood’s marketplaces should look familiar in many ways.”

A French Street Artist Anonymously Invades Los Angeles

How anonymous is the artist known as “Invader”? Interviewing him is “a bit like a toddler playing Peekaboo who covers his face thinking no one in the room can see him. Invader is clearly tall and slim, nearing 50, with thin lips and narrow cheeks that are peppered with graying stubble. He has clean, manicured nails. Tufts of dark and silvery hair creep out from under his cap. He smells of a freshly-finished cigarette.”