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
Wherever my paternal grandfather is – and if it’s his idea of Heaven, it probably looks like the old Dairy Queen in Lisbon, Ohio, with a couple pool tables – he’s got to be laughing his ass off.
The critics were brutal. Headlines called it a “fizzle,” a “fiasco,” and “a total bust.” Some 30,000 people had gathered on the banks of the Chicago River in the city’s downtown on the night of October 4, waiting to see three floating houses set ablaze.
Like most ten-year-olds, Erin Potter has to be tracked down on a sunny and bright Sunday afternoon. Used to be moms would yell their kids’ names out the front door, but that’s not how things work these days.
Ken bursts through the front door of the Bel-Aire office wielding a can of wasp spray. The woman who ran in just before Ken is, to understate matters, distressed, and both are screaming at each other.
Yelp reviews of the Miller factory tour are, to be blunt, as bland as the beer. "Kinda cheesey but that's OK," one reads. "Better than I expected," says another. Bottom line? "It's free, people!"
Jane Scott, the Cleveland music writer beloved by the rock stars she covered, was honored this week at a fundraiser for the documentary about her life and career and the iconic red glasses.
The rules and copy for the “Fastest Typewriting Contest” at the 2014 International Typewriter Collectors Convention, which took place August 7-10, are the same as those used at the International Typewriting Contest held in New York City
I thought I knew Cleveland. Then I stayed downtown for a week. Without a car.
3,700 miles away from the original battle for Normandy, D-Day in Conneaut, Ohio, began in 1999.
Marilyn Rodgers could do just about anything with her Saturday off, but instead she chooses to vacuum a train terminal. The executive director of Buffalo’s Central Terminal Restoration Corporation (CTRC), a nonprofit that’s rehabilitating the city’s vacant train station, goes up and down yards of original Terrazzo flooring, sucking up dirt with an industrial-strength cleaner. “I have to clean my house,” she jokes of the 523,000 square foot space where she frequently visits.
Stories of Rust Belt refugees and what they've gained and lost in joining the Michigan/Ohio diasporas.