Arts & Culture

Lucas Stevens
Your invitation to civil discourse.  Read more >>
The Mountain Lion and Me Film Review
Luke Ebeling
A local filmmaker finds wildness in his own back yard.  Read more >>
Big Sky Resort, Big Sky Big Grass, Billy Strings
Taylor Burlage
A bluegrass bonanza.  Read more >>
Sweet Pea Festival, Bozeman
Angie Mangels
Festival rundown with O/B's creative director.  Read more >>
National Museum of Wildlife Art, Jackson Hole
Jess McGlothlin
Jackson's summer culture calendar.   Read more >>
Bozeman Holiday Market Jubilee
Lilly Brogger
The first annual Holiday Market Jubilee.  Read more >>
painting, poetry
Al Nyhart
     Hunting marmots in Augustnear the Shields Riverwe found parts of youburied in a sandstone outcropwith tools washed in red ochreTwelve thousand years Read more >>
art, painting, poetry
HG Moser
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Illustration by Michelle Osman
Sid Gustafson
A poem, a path ineffable.A forest, a hill, a ski. That walk  Where Bozeman dogs flock to talk. The Deaconess squares higher into our viewshed. Birdseye views of the cemeteryAccompany annual physicals these days, chasing time.   Read more >>
Barbara Helfgott Hyett
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Mick Frost
Alexander Pope did say it best:True wit is nature to advantage dressed. Read more >>
Sid Gustafson
Fecundity, a veterinary term, livestock to configure;Wives, students, parents, Thymallus arcticus—Salmonids expected to deliver: Read more >>
film, Outside Bozeman, review, Montana, Crazies
Drew Hulse
Reviewing Montana's latest backcountry-survival film.  Read more >>
"An Early Riser" by Mary Maxam
Sid Gustafson
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Public-Lands Heist, Public-Lands Access
Unknown Agitator
This folk rhyme was written in 17th-century England by an unknown agitator; in light of recent efforts to privatize wildlife and our priceless public landscapes, its message rings just as true today. —THE EDITORS Read more >>
Snow Dance, Bozeman, Poetry
Knight, Phil
Snow gods forgive meFor I have lustedAfter your supple powdery pillowsKnow that I have partedYour perfect driftsWith skis unwaxedAnd my edges grippeth notFor I have failed to file them.Gods lead me notInto total gearheadedness Read more >>
Montana Haiku
Gustafson, Sid
mountain sheep graze thecold winter grass high aboveour indecency       Read more >>
Winter Poetry, Montana Poetry
Jelinski, Jack
The ancient ritual is unknown to all but a chosen few,the strong, the bold, and the exceedingly bravewho tempt fate upon the frozen wasteswhere death awaitsin a final, terrible, dead-frozen grave.  Read more >>
Kubat, Terry
there once was a cowboy named Stuwho traded his horse (as you do)when the big sky was tamedhe couldn’t be blamedfor riding a red Subaru  Read more >>
Pinet, Carolyn
Fall. Frosts at night.Days, unseasonable warmth suffuses willow,aspens, brush: saffron, ocher, gold.Foothills loom and swarm, scat steams.And in the high school, kids on cellsare joined by tall, black, pungent, furry,wandering a hallway, disoriented, Read more >>
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