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Snapshots: The New Americana – The Beauty of Feminism

Posted by Julie Atwell in Body, Identity

President Obama got scalded for sticking his toe in hot water when he called California Attorney General Kamala Harris, “the best-looking attorney general in the country.” In the same week, Beyoncé heated up some controversy in a British Vogue article by saying that feminist is an extreme word and reluctantly Continue reading

#Unimpressed

Posted by Daniel Macena in Life, Sports, Television

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Over the past 12 months alone, sports fans have been very fortunate to witness “the impossible” countless times. For instance: The United States Olympic Team brought home 104 medals. 46 were gold. Lebron James became the youngest NBA player to reach 20,000 points. Major League Baseball had 7 no-hitters; 3 Continue reading

Snapshots: The New Americana – Free to Be a Family

Posted by Julie Atwell in Identity, Life, Media

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As a kid, “Free to Be You and Me” captured my imagination and influenced the person I was growing into. My cousins and I spent a whole summer listening to the album in our grandparents’ basement and picking out our favorites from the songbook on a piano. When I saw Michael Continue reading

It’s A New Year! (So Let’s Not Drop the Ball)

Posted by Jason Burelle in Advertising, Life

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The confetti has cleared and the horns are now mere echoes of an evening well rung. A year of nail biting and cliffhanging has finally come to an end and many of us feel like a clean-up crew after a carnival. The history books have been closed on 2K’12 and 2013 Continue reading

Back to the Drawing Board

Posted by Jeison Rodriguez in Digital, Life, Media

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Over 37,000 years back, to be exact. Back then, man scrawled on cave walls. Whether they were for communication, legacy or simply created out of sheer boredom, those drawings have continued to captivate the world for centuries. In these times when connectivity is of the utmost importance and people are tweeting, Continue reading