Alissa Wilkinson
Alissa Wilkinson founded The Curator in 2008 and was its editor for two years until accepting a full-time faculty position at The King's College. She is also associate editor of Comment. Her work on pop culture, philosophy, politics, and fine art has appears in a number of publications, including Paste, Christianity Today, Prism, Patrol, WORLD, and Relevant.
Alissa harbors a not-so-secret obsession with cooking, farmer’s markets, and food policy; reads a lot of books; drinks a lot of herbal tea; and watches movies with her husband, Tom, in their tiny apartment high above the Brooklyn treetops.
From the New York Review of Books: Manhood for Amateurs. Most great stories of adventure, from The Hobbit to Seven Pillars of Wisdom, come furnished with a map. That’s because every story of adventure is in part the story of a landscape, of the interrelationship between human beings (or Hobbits, as the case may be) [...]
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From the Times Magazine: Home Sweet (Urban) Homestead. In Oakland, where backyard menageries and D.I.Y. charcuterie are the new garage band, the term “urban homesteading” doesn’t need an explanation. “It fits into the Oakland sort of self-defined vibe or aesthetic of doing things from scratch and being kind of hard-core,” she said, tugging at the [...]
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Sigur Rós Redeems the Music Video By Jenni Simmons In “Glósóli,” Icelandic band Sigur Rós creatively fuses music and cinema, renewing the lost art of the well-made music video. A Human Revolution By Josh Cacopardo The Human Revolution promotes hope, love, and responsibility to your neighbors and your planet, all to a danceable groove – [...]
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From the Well blog: Can You Get Fit in Six Minutes a Week? The potency of interval training is nothing new. Many athletes have been straining through interval sessions once or twice a week along with their regular workout for years. But what researchers have been looking at recently is whether humans, like that second [...]
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From the New York Times Magazine: The Overextended Family. Now, I like my parents. A lot. I really do. That’s why I make the 1,500-mile trip to visit them three or four times a year. I did not, however, spend the bulk of my adult life perfecting the fine art of establishing boundaries only to [...]
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From City Journal: Beauty and Desecration. At some time during the aftermath of modernism, beauty ceased to receive those tributes. Art increasingly aimed to disturb, subvert, or transgress moral certainties, and it was not beauty but originality-however achieved and at whatever moral cost-that won the prizes. Indeed, there arose a widespread suspicion of beauty as [...]
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From the Washington Post: Le Sandwich Takes a Bite Out of French Tradition. The shifting lunchtime habits, which are more pronounced in large cities such as Paris, are part of a social tug of war in France between the imperatives of a modern industrial economy and a long-cherished tradition of fine food produced and prepared [...]
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From Image Journal’s Good Letters blog: Who Wrote Holden Caulfield? So it’s no surprise that Salinger’s lawyers are now going after 60 Years Later: Coming Through the Rye, a book written by a pseudonymous Swedish author J.D. California, which is billed as a “sequel” to Catcher in the Rye. Details are sketchy (the book is [...]
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Upgrade Me By Jonathan Fitzgerald Are we getting better, or just newer? Lost in the Cosmos By Casey Downing The off-Broadway play Night Sky deals with language, selflessness, and a world rearranged. Night In At The Movies By Sarah Hanssen Why – and how – to start a movie night in your home.
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From the New York Times’ City Room blog: On Governors I., an Organic Farm With a View. The farm will have close ties to New York Harbor School, which is scheduled to move from Bushwick, Brooklyn, to the island in 2010. The farm will provide produce, and students can volunteer and do science work there. [...]
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