Introductions: Billie Jean King
September 23, 2021
By Rebecca Hoogs, Interim Executive Director It is an honor to introduce Billie Jean King tonight! I was an avid tennis player in high school in the ’90s, and yet I had no idea that it was due i...
By Rebecca Hoogs, Interim Executive Director It is an honor to introduce Billie Jean King tonight! I was an avid tennis player in high school in the ’90s, and yet I had no idea that it was due i...
Tickets go on sale today for our Create Your Own Series subscriptions, which allow you to curate your own SAL experience with four tickets to four events of your choice. The question then becomes, how...
By Rebecca Hoogs, SAL Interim Executive Director Natalie Diaz is the author of two acclaimed collections of poetry: When My Brother Was an Aztec and Postcolonial Love Poem. She is a poet, a scholar an...
My sister’s hair is very straight and smooth. Normally it looks like she just combed it even if she just woke up.
By Rebecca Hoogs, SAL Associate Director Maira Kalman is the writer or illustrator of more than 30 books for adults and children, including The Elements of Style (Illustrated), My Favorite Things, The...
If you’ve been following us for a while, you may know of Tessa Hulls, the “SAL Official Doodler” and author of the forthcoming graphic novel Feeding Ghosts (MCD Books, 2022). On Dece...
In this lovely meditation, SAL Board Member Jennifer Leatherman Wong reflects on falling into the work of a recent SAL author. In this distanced, sanitized, and frightening time, Wong finds comfort in...
By Sharon N. Williams, Executive Director of the Central District Forum for Arts & Ideas I am so excited to be here today and to be teaming with Seattle Arts & Lectures.
If you’ve been following us for a while, you may know of Tessa Hulls, the “SAL Official Doodler” and author of the forthcoming graphic novel Feeding Ghosts (MCD Books, 2022). We were...
the ones left behind i am the rocks you gathered and stuffed in your pocket the bubbles that escaped your mouth as you sunk to the bottom i am the faces they made when your body was dredged up from th...