Liz Charlotte Grant
Liz Charlotte Grant

Liz Charlotte Grant is an award-winning nonfiction writer who lives outside of Denver with her husband and two kids. She's published essays at the Huffington Post, the Christian Century, Christianity Today, Hippocampus Magazine, and many others. She's a contributing editor and operations and marketing co-director at the Curator. Her weekly newsletter, the Empathy List, offers curious reads and empathy for all. Sign up at LizCharlotte.Substack.com.

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The Grandmother of Performance Art: Marina Abramović is her own medium

What happens when your medium of choice ages? What happens to performance art after its performer has passed?

Perhaps you were lucky enough to see the show—before face masks and travel restrictions and crowd reductions and social distancing and quarantine and COVID-anything-at-all. If so, you were one of 750,000 who crowded into the Museum of Modern Art over the course of three months in the spring of 2010, to stand and stare at […]

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We Come in Peace: The Goodwill Messages on the Moon

On the small disc with messages of goodwill from leaders of countries around the world, left on the Moon by the Apollo 11 astronauts

High above us, on the dusty surface of the moon, a microscopic illuminated text blesses the heavens. NASA summarized the strange afterthought like this: “A small disc carrying statements by Presidents Eisenhower, Kennedy, Johnson and Nixon and messages of goodwill from leaders of 73 countries around the world will be left on the Moon by […]

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“I Pledge Allegiance to the Christian Flag”

On the history and meaning of one of the more obscure symbols at the Capitol siege

As senators droned on Capitol Hill last Wednesday in a formal attempt to confirm the electoral college votes from each state in favor of President-Elect Joe Biden, a crowd of Trumpers broke through barriers, scaled walls, broke windows, and occupied senator’s offices within the capital building in what has been called an insurrection. The flags […]

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By the Light of the Refrigerator

I’ve gotten the idea of food all wrong.

This year, my garden failed—in part because of late planting, since we had just moved in to the place; in part because of the heat and drought this summer in Colorado and the wildfires that ripped through the landscape; and in part, because I was so tired, a weariness that left me TV-watching and bingeing […]

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The Blue Bronco of Peña Boulevard

What Blucifer is teaching my family about loss. 

Whenever my husband and I travel for work, we load the kids into the car and make the drive north and east, past the skyline of Denver and out into the open plains, where the Denver International Airport rises out of the grasslands. DIA has garnered dozens of conspiracy theories over the years—in part, because of […]

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The Spectacular Defeat of Christo’s “Over the River” 

Jeanne-Claude and Christo may have felt Over the River would succeed easily, given their careful, years-long planning. They were wrong.

In 1992, Christo and Jeanne-Claude dreamed of a Colorado landscape transformed. The married New York artists envisioned the “Over the River” (OTR) project as a silvery canopy staked high above 42 miles of the Arkansas river and anchored to its banks by wire cables. The installation would hover over rafters below, tanned guides paddling groups […]

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Museum Conversations

On audience participation and interpretation at Audacious: Contemporary Artists Speak Out, the Denver Art Museum’s recent exhibition.

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NASA's Abstract Expressionism

Aerial satellite shots and abstract expressionism

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My City is on Fire

Brown smoke and bold orange flames cover the ridge lines of our mountains. You would imagine that they were once dormant volcanos now awake in violent fury, but really, the fires are stripping them of their beauty.

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My Mother Versus Modern Art

My mother and I walk into an art museum. Already, this sounds like the set-up for a joke.

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