November 20, 2013. It was a brisk afternoon on the sculpture garden lawn at the Fine Arts Center (FAC) in Colorado Springs. The FAC was just coming off a banner year. The Floyd Tunson retrospective ...
Editor’s note: This is the latest installment of a column from John Harner, professor of geography at University of Colorado Colorado Springs and the author of “Profiting from the Peak: Landscape and ...
Before Ford Amphitheater had even opened its doors, JW Roth, CEO of Venu (and co-owner of Pikes Peak Media Co., the parent company of The Colorado Springs Independent), had begun planning four ...
Editor’s note: This is the latest installment of a column from John Harner, professor of geography at University of Colorado Colorado Springs and the author of “Profiting from the Peak: Landscape and ...
Welcome to the first issue of the new Colorado Springs Independent. I know what some of you might be thinking. Again with this? Yes, again. A newspaper is a bit like a tardigrade—primitive and hard to ...
In November of last year, Colorado Springs-based Buddhist monk Thay Pho Khai — “Thay” is the Vietnamese word for “teacher” — was caring for an elderly friend and fellow Buddhist teacher who’d suffered ...
I first met Eva Zhang on a Friday afternoon. Despite the ice-coated freeways, dozens had come for lunch at China Town Restaurant in downtown Colorado Springs. Zhang scuttled about the restaurant like ...
It’s Friday, January 24, 2025, and my editor, Ben Trollinger, and I are walking through a muddy field full of angry prairie dogs across the street from Camping World, an RV dealership just off I-25 in ...
The Ford E-350 was equal parts engineering marvel and beautiful art object. The truck was decked out with speakers, a fold-out stage and shelves in the interior so, like some sort of creative ...
On the morning of March 24, 1973, just a few months after Republican William L. Armstrong became the first person to represent Colorado’s newly created Congressional House District 5, a wrecking ball ...
Mia’s family was acting strange. She had come all the way from UC Berkeley to see her dying grandmother, Raquel, one last time. In the hospital room, Raquel begged her daughter to turn the “retablos” ...
Steve Wood was all over the place. Wearing a fedora, T-shirt and paint-splattered hiking pants, he bounced around with the elasticity of a rubber ball as he came up to the mic. Standing in a wide ...
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