Much like sex, the Internet is a microcosm of human emotion. There are those who seek unity and connection, and those who’d like to nurture lonely wounds in a vacuous space of anonymity. Consider myfirsttime.com, where since 1998 more than 40,000 people have uploaded memories of their initial angst-ridden, sweetly…

When master ballet choreographer George Balanchine unveiled Bugaku in 1962, audiences were stunned by what critics have called the sexiest show in ballet. Borrowing from ancient Japanese classical dance, the ballet enacts a marriage rite set to the music of famed pan-Asian composer Mayuzami. In other words, two dancers get…

Maybe it’s been years since you kicked back and smoked a bowl while jamming to Bob Marley’s greatest hits. Or maybe it was yesterday. Either way, we all need a temporary reprieve from the loud thumping of everyday neuroses, obsessive fixations on life’s little details, and relationships that break apart…

WikicommonsThey call him Picasso.​Can an artist exist without an audience? Was Picasso, who often painted furiously until 3 a.m. and eventually died of a heart attack, content believing that the purpose of his existence was a painting hanging on a museum wall? We’ll never know. Just like we have no…

There’s an unwritten rule that only plays that have had a run in New York are awarded the Pulitzer. So when word hit that a Little Havana playwright with a story about Cuban cigar rollers was in the running, all of the haterade-sipping theater snobs considered it a long shot…

How did Cinco de Mayo, a historical date relevant to only one small town in Mexico, get confused with the country’s real independence day? Perhaps because Dieciseis de Septiembre didn’t fit as easily on a beer label. It’s all the more reason to catch the Miami debut of Tania Pérez-Salas…

As you go about your everyday, banal existence, selling your soul at the office for an overpriced concrete box you call a home, do you ever get the creepy feeling you aren’t the one pulling the strings in your life? That maybe you’re just a dancing marionette manipulated by some…

​Some words — I love you and you won — so beautifully alter the course of our lives that we wish we could enshrine them, bathe in them, and take them to bed at night. Others — you’re fired and it’s over — we’d like nothing more than to destroy,…

via newyorkerhotelmiami.com​The MiMo stretch of Biscayne Boulevard has seen its share of shootings and prostitution. It’s not uncommon to find used condoms and crack vials on its sidewalk cracks, just outside dozens of by-the-hour motels. Only a confused tourist with some lackluster web-research skills would book a Miami weekend in…

Upon first entering the plaza on our way to the Miami Art Museum for Afterhours, we encountered the smell of burnt barbeque chicken, the sound of nasal country twang, and found ourselves unwittingly surrounded by a crowd donning cowboy hats and lassos. Alas, we’d wandered into the wrong celebration–a Cattle…

[jump] In the ’80s, the area around SW 72nd Avenue and Bird Road was dotted with empty warehouses. The cheap rent attracted artists, many of them recent transplants from all over Latin America. They transformed the huge spaces into lofts where they lived, worked, and exhibited their work. As the…

Can an artist exist without an audience? Was Picasso, who often painted furiously until 3 a.m. and eventually died of a heart attack, content believing that the purpose of his existence was a painting hanging on a museum wall? We’ll never know. Just like we have no idea why the…

Some words — I love you and you won — so beautifully alter the course of our lives that we wish we could enshrine them, bathe in them, and take them to bed at night. Others — you’re fired and it’s over — we’d like nothing more than to destroy,…

In their heyday in the ’40s and ’50s, newly built Miami motels were ushering in a new era of tourist dollars and modern architecture. But, alas, a life of glamour and decadence seldom lasts. Left with only broken fences, worn facades, and missing lightbulbs where a glorious past once stood,…