Looking at the work of photographer Ana Casas Broda, poet Muriel Rukeyser and musician Sherri Dupree-Bemis, Toni Roberts considers night from the perspectives of mothers, reflecting on their nocturnal experiences and reveries.
In this beautiful creative non-fiction piece, ‘Gold Top’, Rym Kechacha uses Remedios Varo’s painting, Celestial Pablum, to explore her own experiences of breastfeeding her baby daughter through the night.
Dancer, singer, actress, activist and spy: Josephine Baker took both the stage and lectern by storm, as beautifully and boldly conceived in Catel and Bocquet’s graphic novel. But when it comes to her queer relationships they’re decidedly silent, writes our reviewer Gabriela Frost.
When nineteenth-century scientist, philosopher and poet, Constance Naden, contemplated the night sky, she saw a universe full of vitality. Here, Clare Stainthorp, reflects on Naden’s sonnets and the starry cosmos that inspired them.
Amanda is out for the night with her new school mate, Lea. But when her so-called friends – an assortment of symptoms from her Dissociative Identity Disorder (DID) – turn up, she finds it hard to determine who and what is real.
How many star constellations do you know? And if you know any, can you see them in the city where most of us live? Environment editor Florence Hazrat talks to light-researcher Dr Annette Krop-Benesch on the impending loss of our night sky, and what we can do about it.
After viewing Dulwich Picture Gallery’s latest exhibition, British Surrealism, Jennifer Brough reflects on one of the west’s most disruptive art movements, its elitism, and how women surrealists are gradually being given the space they deserve.
In these two hauntingly evocative poems, Elodie Rose Barnes captures the sensuous, creative spirit of night and the tumultuous relationships of Djuna Barnes and Thelma Wood, Natalie Barney and Renée Vivien.
Throughout history Eurydice has been portrayed as a voiceless cypher next to the vocal brilliance of her husband Orpheus. But does the ENO’s 2019 programme of Gluck, Offenbach and Glass alter this? asks our writer Miriam Al Jamil.