The extended video of the Tamir Rice shooting is jumpy, grainy, and 30 minutes long. That doesn't matter. I've watched it twice. I couldn't let it run uninterrupted. I stopped and scrolled, leaning into my computer to get a close-up view.
They’re out there, floating on the wind. Hundreds of thousands of gulls stop over in the Great Lakes each winter on migrations from the Canadian Arctic to the Gulf or Atlantic Coasts.
Recent studies suggest that 73% of media stories are based on numerical ratings derived from third-party data sets. Indeed, 94% of Forbes.com online stories are top-10 charts ...
When controversy erupted in August over the police shooting of 18-year-old Michael Brown in Ferguson, Missouri, race was at the very center of it all.
Let’s show ‘em what Pittsburgh is made of. And no, it isn't all steel. Belt magazine is continuing their successful series of Rust Belt anthologies (Cleveland, Cincinnati, Detroit, Youngstown) with a collection on the City of Champions.
On December 4, 2014, the Department of Justice released an Investigation of the Cleveland Police Department. The report concludes that [...]
Documentaries about artists can go wrong in a million different ways. Take John Maloof's recent Finding Vivian Maier, which is more a film about Maloof's transformation from a ragpicker into the self-appointed keeper ...
Don Hallum called Ohio City his home years before the breweries settled in, and decades before foodies flocked to West 25th Street for Sunday brunch. He moved to the neighborhood on Cleveland's near west side in 1978.
“But … why?” she asks me in equal parts disgust and curiosity. Her words linger between us, like a sour stench waiting to dissipate up into the air and away from where we stand, locked in unlikely confrontation.
Dawn Weleski was on a flight to Houston to attend a conference when she got word that Conflict Kitchen, the critically acclaimed restaurant-qua-public art project she runs with Carnegie Mellon art professor Jon Rubin
Belt sat down with decorated poet Rochelle Hurt to talk about her recent collection of prose-poetry, The Rusted City, published by Buffalo-based White Pine Press earlier this year.
Picture the toy gun, abandoned beneath a gazebo. Just some found object with no identifiable owner. Scan the sidewalk, and see if you can spot the loose cigarettes scattered in front of a Staten Island storefront.