Cartoons aren’t just for kids on Saturday mornings—they can entertain adults, too.

In some works of art, the artists’ identity is on full display—something true for the exhibit, Seeing Ourselves.

In the age of constant social surveillance, the hottest new accessory denotes a trait money can’t buy: literacy.

Some songs are forever shaped by their association with controversial musicians, showing art isn’t frozen in time.

In a striking new exhibit, artist Bayani Catapang traces his life and heritage through six vibrant collections of work.

Through reconstructed school desks, haunting sounds, and stories of stolen childhoods, one art exhibit reflected on the lasting impacts of Canada’s residential school system.

From experimental puppet theatre to improvised jazz, CFRC’s Airwave YGK matinee had it all.

Last week, evangelical Christian TikTokers claimed the rapture was coming—and surprise, surprise, it didn’t.

It can feel like nothing’s “new” or “exciting” in this age of online overstimulation, but one band is rising to the challenge.

At the bustling entrance of Stauffer Library, time seemed to pause as viewers were drawn in to storied artwork.

For some artwork, deeper meaning comes built in.

Elizabeth Gilbert’s latest memoir strips away her spiritual guru persona, leaving fans with a blatantly narcissistic protagonist.

Unconventional novels can have unique histories all their own, according to two prominent Canadian authors.

A few weeks ago, as my roommates and I compared calendars, we realized our most anticipated social events weren’t bar crawls or birthday bashes—they were trivia nights.

Despite technical difficulties, six bands still impressed audiences at MUSE’s Mini Desk.

Academic literary canons should expand to include more Indigenous literature.

Drinks and conversations flowed last weekend at the Queen’s Pub.

Gather in close—the tea is hot and ready to spilled.

Unprecedented political times can spark unexpected, urgent conversations in literature.

Listening to Goldie Boutilier’s debut album feels like waiting for a storm that never starts.