Thirty people gathered the other day to discuss what happens to an artist’s work when they die. (I probably should have started this piece with a trigger warning.) The discussion was generated by the artists […]
….no matter what anyone says. That is the real fascination, after the first moment of wondering what the hell you are looking at; it’s the fact that they are made of glass and paint. […]
Radio Hour is an ongoing experimental project in which Vulcano composes music to various texts whose subjects have included chess, hurricanes, superstitions, road trips and an ongoing exploration into the meaning of time. For the […]
\ \ Dylan Fox is a filmmaker and writer based in Brooklyn, originally from East Tennessee.
….no matter what anyone says. That is the real fascination, after the first moment of wondering what the hell you are looking at; it’s the fact that they are made of glass and paint. […]
According to Luke 1:39-45, Mary visited Elizabeth, the mother of John the Baptist, when Elizabeth was pregnant “and the baby leapt in her womb.” But there is no meeting of the infants Jesus and John […]
open sea or river or way up high fly butterfly crimson as a maple tree in the fall simply to pick safe space to rally on so many raids, walloping farmers in a state super […]
See more work by Sophie Balhetchet here Review of “100 Famous Views of Edo” at the Brooklyn Museum CNQ draws Hiroshige’s “100 Famous Views of Edo” at The Brooklyn Museum I❤️Edo
A toothache, thought Bad Kitty, is like someone else’s dog scratching at your guest-bedroom door all night. A toothache is a cold vibrating funnel sucking in the undone chores (the unanswered emails, the phone calls […]
Here we go. I won’t be offended if you spike it! (That’s a little used term these days). You can save the world by doing one small, good deed at a time. Recycle that yoghurt pot, […]
Dear Cathy, You asked me to write this, I suppose in the hopes that reading it would encourage other people to heed the dire warning embedded in your piece about the cloud which isn’t […]
Michele and I were swimming our laps in adjoining lanes at the city pool on 25th street. When she passed me going the other way, I playfully reached under the lane divider and stroked […]
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