05 August 2024

Sartre

 It's strange. I felt less lonely when I didn't know you.



01 August 2024

from The Dilemma of Being Human — Glen Martin Taylor

 


An interpretation of the Japanese art of Kintsugi, currently showing at the Arc Gallery, Chicago.

30 July 2024

Nothing — Margaret Atwood

Nothing like love to put blood
back in the language,
the difference between the beach and its
discrete rocks and shards, a hard
cuneiform, and the tender cursive
of waves; bone and liquid fishegg, desert
and saltmarsh, a green push
out of death. The vowels plump
again like lips or soaked fingers, and the fingers
themselves move around these
softening pebbles as around skin. The sky's
not vacant and over there but close
against your eyes, molten, so near
you can taste it. It tastes of
salt. What touches you is what you touch.

Alex Lemon

 


Louise Erdrich


 

25 June 2024

12 June 2024

28 April 2024

Tram Drey

 


Tram Drey made a shotgun, complete with shells, (this may initially seem redundant, but I mean shotgun shells, not crustaceans), out of crab.

13 April 2024

09 April 2024

12 January 2024

19 December 2023

Autographs

The 500 Hats of Bartholomew Cubbins, Dr. Seuss

 

White Noise, Don DeLillo

 

Fine Just the Way It Is, Annie Proulx


A Visit from the Goon Squad, Jennifer Egan


Barkskins, Annie Proulx


The Shards, Bret Easton Ellis