Franny Choi brews and forges revolution through verse

Franny Choi, who will teach courses at the College in the spring, negotiates her intersecting identities and past activism through teaching and writing. ETHAN DINÇER/THE WILLIAMS RECORD

Franny Choi does it all — a poet, performer, essayist and former community organizer, she is currently a Gaius Charles Bolin, class of 1889, Fellow in English at the College.

“Box Office Hours”: ‘The Queen’ with Julie Cassiday

PHOTO COURTESY OF GROVE PRESS/PHOTOFEST Miss Manhattan (Crystal LaBeija), left, and Miss Fire Island, right, compete in the 1967 Miss All-America Camp Beauty Pageant in Frank Simon’s The Queen. On Saturday evening, in anticipation of my invitation to the First Chance senior dance, I showered, shampooed and conditioned my hair, blow-dried my hair, applied anti-perspirant, covered a zit on my chin with “It Cosmetics Medium Tan Color Correcting Cream” (advertised on the tube as “Your Skin, But Better™”), squeezed my bust into a dress I’d bought from Goodwill the weekend prior, adjusted my bust so that less cleavage showed, readjusted my bust so that more cleavage showed, swooped eyeliner across my lids, fluffed my lashes with mascara, readjusted my bust so that less cleavage showed again, put in earrings, glossed my lips, shadowed my eyes, strapped myself into a pair of four-inch red velvet heels and tottered out of my dorm room into the November chill. 

Femininity, if you want to “get it right,” is work.

New campus theatre company to present ‘The Bachelor LIVE!’

Move over Dylan Barbour ’16 — there’s a new Williams bachelor in town, and he’s ready to become your one-in-five. Tomorrow evening at 9 p.m., nearly a dozen women will compete for the affection of one man in The Bachelor LIVE!,  an experiment in live reality television on our very own campus.

Meet Me at the Clark brings humanity to the gallery

Kathleen, a volunteer docent, leads a lively discussion on Renoir’s “Bay of Naples, Evening,” during the Meet Me at the Clark program. (Lily Goldberg/The Williams Record)

In elementary school, my mother bought me a picture book about a boy who grows frustrated after visiting a museum and hearing multiple patrons refer to a visitor called “Art.” Eventually, the boy realizes that “art” is not a fellow human, but a concept —“art” is all around him. 

Ronna Tulgan Ostheimer has her own definition: “Art is the expression or reflection of human experience, imagination and values.