Samantha Sharf

At 15 years old, I already harbored fantasies of bylines containing my name. If that were the whole story it would, of course, be a very boring one. My path up till now must look nauseatingly straightforward from the outside. But like most students, my years at Penn have been anything but simple and very different from what I expected.

Like most students, I cannot devote too much time or money to this endeavor. My solution? The Museum Without Walls, an audio tour accessible to anyone with a cellphone (a map printed from the Without Walls website is helpful, but not necessary).

My Seussical reawakening began when I went to see the new film adaptation of the 1971 classic The Lorax.

The study of creativity is relatively new. As students, we have the advantage of entering the workforce with more information about our creative tools than any generation before.

Louis Vuitton has a right to protect their brand from those who manufacture and sell knockoff goods, but it should not treat every organization that uses their image as their enemy.

I decided to leave my scarf on as I walked into a meeting of “Rekindle Reason: Atheists, Agnostics and Freethinkers at UPenn” this Sunday. This was so those around me could not see the tiny gold hamsa, or hand of God, I wear around my neck.

In our text-heavy world, fonts are everywhere — from the page you are reading to the sign on the building you are reading it in to the cellphone that you will likely fish out of your pocket at least once during these 668 words.

With Valentine’s Day less than a week away, campus is littered with references to the L-word. Just as confused about the expression as I was a decade ago, I decided to take a closer look at the way the word love figures into typical Penn life.

Art can and should be political.