This essay is part of “Bliss,” an exhibition that asks a group of artists to tell their viewers what bliss, or its loss, means to them.
One AWT editor juggles the demands of being a new mom learning breastfeeding.
LSD. Lysergic acid diethylmide. Who knows what that is? Not me.
“How trusting my female bosses just because they were women could have led to disaster.” By Jane Madembo
Jordan Fassina’s “That Thing I Had That One Time” offers a candid look at abortion and emphasizes the importance of taking the stigma out of the equation.
Nicole Skibola leads readers through the stages of identity, fear, and metaphorical thinking associated with a cancer diagnosis.
Wood’s photo book is a celebration of female icons including Barbara Chase-Riboud, Yoko Ono and Gloria Steinem.
Pioneering architect Anne Tyng knew well the latent power of triangles. In 1953, she drafted the first design of a high rise, space frame tower, using the triangle as a basic structural unit.
I pulled up to find you standing there wearing the biggest sunglasses. You’d asked me to meet you at Planned Parenthood.
The spirit of the Golden Globe Awards this year felt like a long, drawn-out exhalation of relief. The women that came forth through #metoo finally were given a significant voice.
“My Decors,” a new essay by memoirist Joyce Johnson, author of “Minor Characters.”
For women living with PMDD, menstruation can be especially fraught. The key to finding relief is recognizing the symptoms.
To be wild is to accept the paradoxes and contradictions inherent in life instead of driving yourself crazy trying in vain to resolve them.
I feel I am betraying a feminist ideal by confessing that I experience PMS.