by Mackenzie Patel **I wrote this paper for my Art History class, but I thought it’d fit perfectly within LTA!** Frida Kahlo. That name, brimming with constant sorrow, incredible creativity, and violent feeling, was the focus of the Harn’s Mirror, Mirror … Portraits of Frida Kahlo exhibition.  Frida Kahlo, a portrait shot by Antonio Kahlo… Read More

by Mackenzie Patel Hello all! Gnarled bust of dead men, bloody combats between enslaved brutes, and languid nights of velvet sofas and sex excite me in the historical sense. I am in love with Ancient Rome. Bedsheets of Suetonius, aphrodisiacs of ancient Mediterranean seafood, and collarbones kisses of Julius Caesar have seduced me more than… Read More

by Mackenzie Patel Hello all! I’m an old rag of summertime sun, European adventures, and frustrated overthinking. I’m officially a “disillusioned sophomore” that doesn’t buy textbooks until the middle of the semester and swears freshmen are ridiculous children. My uppity sense of college ownership comes with the territory, but it’ll soon slink away once the… Read More

by Mackenzie Patel Hello all! Another trek to Europe is under my belt, the combat boots of culture laced up tight and army green. I had a fabulous time in London, Prague, Vienna, and Rome, the two weeks of margarita pizzas and Pilser Urquells slipping away too quickly. Although my sneakers were ground to bits… Read More

by Mackenzie Patel Hello friends! A few months ago, I traveled to downtown Boston for Deloitte training—I had an incredible time and am in a heavy, one-sided love affair with everything Boston. It was a European America with its brick sidewalks, gilded architecture, and broad avenue of trees and mom-and-pop shops. I was inside a gray… Read More


by Mackenzie Patel Hello all! The turbulent words of Russian authors–from the axe in Alyona Ivanovna’s head to the lofty sky of a dying Prince Andrei–have intrigued me for years. The cherry adolescence of Lolita, her ripped stockings and innocent mouth, hold a perverse fascination even the vileness of pedophilia couldn’t tarnish. Their emotions and stark… Read More

by Mackenzie Patel Hello all! To counteract the societally-imposed awkwardness of being single, here are a few other females—oil, watercolor, and Photoshop—that feel exactly as I do. A Woman in the Sun, Edward Hopper, 1961 Sauntering through a bare, unfriendly room with only coldness clothing my naked body and a cigarette smoldering in my grasp… Read More