Arts & Culture

As our writer and the city’s signature cultural event fell into peril, both looked to the Indianapolis 500’s 83-year-old owner for inspiration.

Last week we didn’t have time to think about this mess we’re in. This week is different.

Tornado claims, Ball jars, and aging arcade games.

“It breaks my heart to see it this empty.”

“In the grand scheme of things, we’re not allowed to complain at our situation. It’s just the way it is.”

The month of May is canceled.

What the media is saying about the Indy 500 making its temporary home in August.

Yesterday was Mardi Gras, Cinco de Mayo, Carb Day, Race Day, Opening Day of MLB, the 4th of July, and the first-day-of-summer-as-a-sixth-grader all rolled into one—except a billion times BETTER. And sunnier. And giddier.

“So naturally, when asked to share my thoughts on our current COVID-19 quarantine situation, why wouldn’t a comparison to a hundred-year-old column on post-war Paris be my go-to?”

You got us feelin’ alright

Indianapolis Monthly received 14 finalist nominations in the City and Regional Magazine Association’s annual national awards competition.

Since we’re all stuck inside, we might as well listen to some Hoosier musicians.

As we’re all hunkered down during these crazy times, I’ve been trying to think of ways to promote local restaurants.

Inspired by beauty mogul Madam Walker, Britteny Davidson encourages black women to keep it natural.

So what are we doing here in this isolated, board-game-storage closet of the site? I’m not sure, exactly.