Theater amidst a pandemic: A look back at UR's production of Richard III
“Vouchsafe, divine perfection of a woman, / of these supposed evils to give me leave, / by circumstance but to acquit myself.”
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“Vouchsafe, divine perfection of a woman, / of these supposed evils to give me leave, / by circumstance but to acquit myself.”
Editor's Note: Maeve McCormick, daughter of Meredith McCormick, is a writer on The Collegian's staff.
Editor’s note: This article includes a video with racist, anti-Black and expletive language.
President Ronald Crutcher released the University of Richmond’s Recommended Statement on Free Expression in an email to the UR community on May 7.
The University of Richmond’s decision on March 16 to suspend in-person instruction for the remainder of the semester left many students uncertain about the next few weeks of the semester.
President of the Society for American Music Tammy L. Kernodle gave the 18th annual University of Richmond Neumann Lecture on Music Monday night in the Ukrop Auditorium.
Editor's note: This article is part of the University of Richmond Parson's Music Library staff blog series, Arachnophonia.
Mindfulness and performance expert George Mumford spent two days at the University of Richmond this week, leading faculty members, coaches and student-athletes in mindfulness education sessions, said Sandra Joireman, associate provost for faculty.
The first thing Javier Rogers did when he was released from the Richmond city jail in October 2019 was get a coffee from Starbucks. Then he went home.
In the late summer of 1973, Edward Ayers sat nervously waiting for the chairman of the American studies graduate program at Yale University. Ayers, then 20, had been sure he didn’t belong there. He had shown up unannounced with nothing but a sense that he wanted to be like Tom Wolfe or Richard Marius, and that Yale was apparently the place to be. He looked as though he had spent the past three months living in a car, which he had. He was working for a traveling carnival. His job was to load passengers onto the double Ferris wheel for 12 hours a day. He hadn’t had a haircut in months. A group of Yale boys in blazers told him he looked like Huckleberry Finn. He thought he looked like Neil Young.
“Hip-hop is a way for people who have every right to be angry at the police to have an expressive outlet,” said Erik Nielson, associate professor and assistant chair of liberal arts.