Northern Michigan Arts & Culture

Freedom of speech, while guaranteed in the Constitution, was not encouraged in my home when I was growing up. I could speak my mind only if I agreed with…

When I was in college, I read a novel by Saul Bellow called “The Adventures of Augie March,” the story of a young man growing up in Chicago. Augie had a…

“I like cucumbers,” my grandmother used to say, “but cucumbers don’t like me.”I wondered what she meant by this but I was too embarrassed to ask. At our…

At a time when many their age have retired, three northern Michigan artists are reuniting for a multimedia exhibit. They were the stars of the art…

As we slide the canoe into the Betsie River, I tie a bandana around my hair and pick up a paddle. The water looks high but before I comment, my husband…

Before the snow melts from the woods, before the buds swell on the branches, my husband and I drag our canoe into the river. Bundled in layers, we paddle…

As a little girl, I often went to play at friends’ houses and my mother sent me out the door with firm rules about being polite—which began with please…

I sit at the kitchen table with my husband before dinner. We’re drinking a beer and eating pretzels and talking about the day. And while we’re talking, I…

“The first time I saw your mother,” my father liked to say, “I knew I was going to marry her.’” He was sitting in church choir at the time and my mother…

A ban on deer baiting could spread to the Upper Peninsula for the 2019 hunting season.Last year, the first deer tested positive for Chronic Wasting…