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A conversation with artist Jason Wallengren

Nick Benson – I’ve been going through the work on your website. I am somewhat arbitrarily beginning with ‘Souvenir Drawings’ (2007), but maybe not so arbitrarily, as it may be the … Continue reading

October 28, 2014 · Leave a comment

Five poems by Mebane Robertson

The Day Mostly It turns its back on you in your haste For the thoughtlessness of giving themes Gathered from impersonal histories of suffering. Let’s try to make it cut … Continue reading

October 28, 2014 · Leave a comment

Letter from Rome, by Anna Maria Cossiga

With all that’s been happening in Gaza, being Jewish might seem especially difficult right now. People tend to identify Israel and Israeli politics with Jews as a whole. Which can be dangerous. … Continue reading

October 28, 2014 · Leave a comment

Hong Kong. travelogue by Jason Wallengren

[click on image to view in full-res]   Jason Wallengren is a self-exiled American artist who questions the geographical identity of his art by working in atypical global societal setups. He shifts … Continue reading

June 17, 2014 · Leave a comment

Vigeland. travel journal by Leslie Howes

Vigeland Park, July 2013 (Part I) Her uniform includes blue blazer and colorful flight attendant-like scarf. Her black shoes are scuffed at the toes; narrow trousers don’t quite reach her … Continue reading

June 16, 2014 · Leave a comment

Two poems by Mebane Robertson

Honey Glazed It takes time for anEnglish boxwood to make itself noticed, Like a big fish that goes deep when everything is on fire. The land surrounding the tent was … Continue reading

June 16, 2014 · Leave a comment

Popes and Saints. letter from Rome by Anna Maria Cossiga

And so we have two new saints: John XXIII and John Paul II. Are we lucky! We, in Rome, are particularly so, because the sanctification took place right here. Rome … Continue reading

June 16, 2014 · Leave a comment

The Boxer. poem by Gabriele Tinti, translated by David Graham

The boxer I have to go again even though  I’ve just come back even if  I’m covered in blood blood all over me everywhere that no one bothers  to wipe … Continue reading

June 16, 2014 · Leave a comment

Juan José Saer: A geographical fiction, a fictional geography. essay by Steve Dolph

1 The Argentine novelist Juan José Saer was born to Syrian immigrants in 1937 and lived most of his young life in the city of Santa Fe. In 1968, Saer, … Continue reading

February 2, 2014 · Leave a comment

Our Spider Lives (2011). story by J.M.G. Le Clézio. translation by Patricia Frederick

Right here, down by the ground, where the wind gathers up tiny clouds of dust. Here is where we live, without making any noise, barely even moving, hardly doing a … Continue reading

February 2, 2014 · Leave a comment

Silk Road and Granite Steps. essay with photographs by Glenn Arnold

Dunhuang, China, 27 December 2012 The wind bites my face, snow crystals sting my eyes.  It is -17C, and my wife and I are scrambling out of the station, flowing … Continue reading

February 2, 2014 · Leave a comment

Disparatures. Seven triptychs from the series, by Carrie Crow

Carrie Crow is a fine art, performance, and horse racing photographer whose work has been exhibited internationally at the Queens Museum of Art, Kunst Altonale Hamburg, and Galleria Perela during … Continue reading

February 2, 2014 · Leave a comment

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