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April 7–11 marks the 15th anniversary of the Ashland Independent Film Festival. The festival has grown from 73 films in four days at the beautiful art…
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Some people—like my five-year-old—adore the holidays. Since we celebrate both Hanukah and Christmas in our house, Leone gets a winter…
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As the title suggests, Antony and Cleopatra sets the efficient militarism of Rome against the impulsive hedonism of Egypt. Making war collides with making…
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Our train was rolling through the green hills of West Virginia. I was sipping tea in a wood-paneled dining car. A polite waiter in a pressed vest offered…
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In the fall of 2014, NPR announced plans to restructure its newsroom with the goal of de-emphasizing the isolated work of single beat reporters. Instead,…
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It hit me recently: I’ve lived in Southern Oregon and worked in the news business for 30 years this summer. THIRTY YEARS. And I suppose it feels like a…
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They say self-driving cars are coming. I say they’re here. I rented a car last week that didn’t leave very much of the driving to me.My own car is 20…
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I spent my first week at JPR in a state of elation: my love for public radio had turned into a full-time job as producer of the Jefferson…
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Cary Renzema interrupts a stroll around his 50-acre forest to point out tiny purple petals peeking out from the forest floor.“Beautiful little orchids,”…
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Kristian Matsson is an indie folk singer/songwriter and guitarist who performs under the stage name of The Tallest Man on Earth. Born in 1983 in Dalarna…
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Once upon a time, about a 1,000 years ago in Internet years, people who wanted to use a computer had to invest some time into learning the fundamentals.…
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The OSF production of Eugene O’Neill’s autobiographical Long Day’s Journey into Night starts with a special moment. In the meticulously realistic living…
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This American Life creator Ira Glass recently caused a ruckus in public media circles when he told a reporter covering an April event designed to attract…
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It is winter, the fog along the river heavy as sodden wool, the ramparts of Table Rock looming high above. I have to place my feet carefully on the…