Awards of $200-$1000 available to Black, trans, two-spirit, non-binary and disabled students, as well as leaders working towards a more equitable, diverse and inclusive university Bridget Stringer-Holden // News Editor…
Unfollow Me, Unfollow You
Let’s stop pretending to like people just for the sake of being polite Jayde Atchison (She/her) // Opinions EditorAlison Johnstone // Illustrator Whether or not you have an Instagram or…
Stop Telling Us to Be Happy
Is “good vibes only” the right way to live? Jasmeen Kaur (She/her) // ContributorValeriya Kim (She/her) // Illustrator At the end of the semester, I had many deadlines lining up,…
Should I Stay Or Should I Van Gogh?
Save your money and support local artists Alexis Zygan (she/her) // Contributor Over the summer, Vancouverites had a chance to immerse themselves in the paintings of Van Gogh. The Vancouver…
Oops, Try Again!
Uncomfortable situations find us all the time. How do we deal with them? Matt Shipley (He/Him) // ContributorJanelle Momotani // Illustrator I distinctly remember a conversation I had recently with…
How Long Is Too Long?
I don’t know who needs to hear this, but take down your decorations, like, yesterday Jayde Atchison (She/her) // Opinions EditorJason Low // Illustrator There are only three types of…
The Capilano Students’ Union turns 50 Series #4
Past members of the executive reflect upon their time at the CSU, how it’s changed, and what they hope for its future Bridget Stringer-Holden (she/her) // News Editor Mikaela Johnson…
December Aesthetics
By the Fireside: Not all of us see the winter holiday as three weeks to run around throwing piles of snow at each other. Sometimes, all we really want are calm, warm evenings with family and friends, sharing hot chocolate, marshmallows and stories.
Letters of Gratitude
My beloved Winter Solstice,
I hold such a soft spot in my heart for you. I used to see you as just words on a calendar, unaware of all you had to offer. Now I think back to the first time I honoured you and I’m overflowing with love and gratitude. You gave me the opportunity to hold space for myself when I felt so alone in my grief. You also remind me of the blessings of rest and receiving.