Even those of us who lived through those days, we who learned the texture of history as it pushed against our cheeks, can barely understand the magnitude of what took place. The narrative is too grand, all-encompassing, planetary. Really it is the story of all of us. The children on the street corner, picking through … Continue reading The Events
Author: Daniel Bennett
Job
Like A Velvet Glove Cast In Iron, Daniel Clowes
What about my teeth?
Pim and Francie, Al Columbia
On Repeat #4
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1tZRJjm3tAA Music for space exploration...
Photos
I remembered an odd feeling that once haunted me, whenever I took a photograph in the street. Now, we take photos all of the time: photos of ourselves; photos of each other; photos of sunrises and billboards; photos of cocktails of blackberry and gin; photos of plates of sweetbreads, or pork cheek or pineapple; photos … Continue reading Photos
Tired
‘We were tired. It made us more tired to look at each other when we saw we weren’t getting away with anything at all. We didn’t have any secrets. We hadn’t seen each other for a while and it was clear we hadn’t changed for the better. We were between jobs, or stuck in jobs … Continue reading Tired
On Repeat #3
Dream of the High Mountain
'A man in white djellaba crossing a high rise balcony. A view from a compound window in Tucson. Wagtails dying by the motorway. 'My name is Mieko Tan. Welcome to my crazy world!!!' The last spire of Venice slipping beneath the waves. Not long into his stay in the retreat, Morgan realised where he'd first … Continue reading Dream of the High Mountain