By Austin Spearman
When was the last time you went into slow motion to spray down a horde of flesh-craving robots?
Or when was the last time you went skiing down Mount Kilimanjaro?
In a small space on College Street all of that and many more realities are just a headset away. Continue reading “Virtual reality puts fresh spin on arcade culture”
By Cassandra Ryan
The smell of popcorn is something that’s a constant, no matter where a person is in the theatre. The seats are red, blue, and black velvet, they’re soft and comfortable and they fill the single auditorium. Rows upon rows await eager moviegoers. Continue reading “How independent theatres are staying alive”
By Michelle Rowe-Jardine
Inside the Likely General, a small general store and event space on Roncesvalles Avenue in downtown Toronto, a workshop is well underway. The facilitator, 28-year-old Sabrina Scott, passionately imbues the message of self-care upon the youthful faces that are seated around them at a kitschy, candlelit table. Looking through the large, dimly lit storefront window, it might seem like someone is leading an ordinary class — but from inside, it’s clear: this is much more magical. Continue reading “Spelling it out: The power of witchcraft”
By Demetre Politis
Half Ojibwe and half Jewish, Shawn Adler says he grew up going to powwows every weekend with his family. He ate meals such as tacos and corn soup — the traditional powwow dishes he cooks at his restaurant, Pow Wow Cafe in Kensington Market. Continue reading “Indigenous business district on the way”
By Terrence Bishundayal
Amoya Reé makes her way to the front of the stage and into the spotlight. She pulls the mic stand closer and gets ready to project her voice. The audience members, gathered for the semi-finals of the Toronto Poetry Slam inside Hot Docs Cinema, quickly quiet down as they wait for the performance to begin. As the audience goes silent, Reé tastes the words to her poem. Continue reading “Spoken word raises awareness on real-life issues”
By Ross Lopes
It happened six years ago, while living in London, UK on a working holiday visa. Hilary Killam, was getting over a relationship that just wasn’t working out for her anymore, and she decided to distract herself with documentaries.
One of them was Food Inc. There was a scene in particular that stood out to Killam, where a farmer stuck their hand into the side of a cow’s stomach who was still alive in order to check something in the animal’s stomach. She remembered thinking to herself, “This can’t be standard practice, this is ridiculous.” Continue reading “Veganism becoming more popular — but are people on board for ethical reasons?”
By Michael Thomas
Inside Albert’s Real Jamaican Foods, the sweet smell of oxtail, curry goat, stew and jerk chicken, goongoo peas and rice plus the famous red bean soup fills the air. They’re just a few of the many items on a menu that catalogues the dishes of Jamaica. Continue reading “Getting to know the man behind Albert’s Real Jamaican Foods”
By Kit Kolbegger
In a basement on the Danforth, between Coxwell and Woodbine, a library is having its community night. People chatter happily with each other as they pass their borrowed items back and forth. The things they’re borrowing aren’t books. They’re tools. Continue reading “Toronto Tool Library cuts down waste by sharing resources”
By Kateryna Horina
On a Friday afternoon inside Toronto’s Left Field Brewery, it smells of freshly-brewed beer. What is unusual today is the smell of hotdogs. They don’t always serve food at Left Field, but today there are two women standing at a table with a sign that reads “Sausage Party!” As one of them is speaking with customers, the other prepares the orders. There is a menu on the table with some fully-loaded hotdogs on display. Everyone in the bar seems to be ordering one. They have to get them while they can, Sausage Party is only a pop-up. It’s going to be gone by the end of the day. Continue reading “Pop-up businesses on the rise”
By Denissa Palmer
Born and raised in Cairo, Egypt, Ahmed Abdel Raouf was eight years old when he moved to his new home in Toronto. Raouf lived in North York at Jane and Eglinton with his tightknit family of four. Although he was from a loving home, he began to find himself getting into more trouble. Continue reading “Pherosphere: Outfitting the future of young artists”