The (Super)Natural State

A dog’s mournful cry pierces the quiet of a tranquil cemetery. Steaming coffee flows from a cold, unused coffeemaker. Hazy figures drift along a hotel’s busy hallways. A silhouette of a woman appears in a turret window of a ramshackle house. Glowing orbs hover, then vanish. Shadowy faces appear in darkened windows. Voices from the…

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Fine Fellows

In the past 27 years, 226 artists from fields as far flung as Dance Choreography and Sculpture and Installation Art have been recognized as recipients of the Individual Artist Fellowship awards from the Arkansas Arts Council, a distinction recognizing the artistic creative excellence of the recipient’s work. This year, as another class is inducted on…

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Screams and Spirits

  When watching a horror flick, sometimes all it takes to soften the shivers or tame the chills is subtly  sneaking off to “grab something in the other room,” like, “right now,” before settling back into your perch on the couch. Other times, you just need a cocktail. A stiff one. Just in time for…

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On the Cup and Cup

Stephanos Mylonas still remembers a cup of coffee he had seven years ago. It was a biting, chilly morning in London, and a long line was snaking outside a stall, much longer than the other lines at Borough Market. Mylonas and Monica, who is now his wife, were at the market for the first time…

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Art & Soul

In a former strawberry warehouse in Springdale filled with light and warmed by chevron-patterned wooden walls, Amber and Jonathan Perrodin are hard at work on an atypically mild August day. Surrounded by rolls of canvas, woodworking implements, mineral spirits, jars of ink and an industrial-looking mechanism that churns out letterpress cards and limited-edition prints, they’re…

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Arkansas Sketchbook

The men in suits don’t belong outside. Trim and fastidious of dress (except when they aren’t—when their collars have been loosened), they are the sort who, rather than camping or canoeing, seem better settled in high-rise boardrooms or downtown office settings. It should come as no surprise, then, that for upward of 20 years, these…

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Phantom Memories

In the heat of June, Christmas decorations went up in downtown Texarkana. Wreaths adorned the poles of streetlights in front of the old Hotel Grim, where tattered curtains waved from paneless windows in the upper stories. Semitrailers filled with movie-making equipment rolled into town, and MGM film crews spilled out. They set up base in…

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