Sarah Rose Etter
In the first installment of her new column, Three Jawns, Sarah Rose Etter takes a look at the latest surreal masterpiece by director Yorgos Lanthimos, a Bourgeois exhibition, and the latest from CA Conrad.
In the second edition of his catalog of American ruin, Sean Kilpatrick carries his Detroit blood into Williamsburg: “But here bled such searchlight wonders, fumeless in the concoction lungs afford. They assigned my oxygen a DJ.”
Resident expert on dating Jayne O’Connor answers your questions about sex, relationships, and dating. Sweet southern advice for sour topics. Art by Danny Jock.
Approaching its tenth year, Greensboro’s Elsewhere Artist Collaborative continues to shape the future out of the stuff of the past.
Jayne has the final word on her hot pursuit of love. Art by Danny Jock.
Meet the guys who never got a date with Jayne, in all the places they’re out lurking. With a sprinkling of sartorial advice and (wing) sauce. Art by Danny Jock.
Jayne faces some important hurdles in her relationship with Chris: sexting, honest conversations, and (alleged) crackheads. See Jayne solicit advice from ex-flings. See Jayne at the pool. See Jayne just say no.
See Jayne go on dates with her ideal man, she’s floating on air, it’s heavenly. In similar fashion, the most succinct poem ever written was about Paradise, “Fleas.” Adam / Had ’em. Art by Danny Jock.
A degree in physics will only get you so far in figuring out the laws of gravity and magnetic attraction. Dates by Jayne O’Connor; Algebra teacher by Danny Jock.
Jayne and her wing-canine navigate eHarmony, bet on a dead cert, and enjoy some light recreation at the dog park. Art by Danny Jock.