A collection of all the articles we’ve published over the past month, for those who like to savor their Magpies’ tidings as an issue.
I am a filmmaker, illustrator, graphic designer and copy editor.
A collection of all the articles we’ve published over the past month, for those who like to savor their Magpies’ tidings as an issue.
In my insomnia thoughts, I imagined Tidings of Magpies as a sort of commons. A green space where we can walk and talk together, and work together on our allotment gardens. Ideas can grow, and we can bind them together with each other’s thoughts and feelings, and make something new and beautiful.
Here is a list of the (close to) original version of songs you might know better from more popular versions that you might not have known were covers.
Light, space, scale, shifting light, and a new way to look at buildings you pass every day: A discussion with artist Mark Oliver.
Little-known NYC government positions/titles from Lauren Barnett
There is a pause, a thick electric hush, as we wait for the thunder. But in the yard the white-throated sparrow, seemingly unphased, sings and sings his wild and melancholy song.
“That was Messing’s Horse at the water trough. Elijah recognized the blue pack roll on the back like the agent had described. Finally, he thought. The man moves fast for someone with nowhere to go.”
It all just clicks, softly and almost imperceptibly. And then you don’t want your time with it to end, you want to spend more time with it, and you think about it after it’s gone, and realize that it’s much more complicated than you realize.
Although I work with the feelings of loss, mortality, and the power and delicate nature of memory, my work is a reflection of my attempt to live my life in fragile exultation.
A collection of all the articles we’ve published over the past month, for those who like to savor their Magpies’ tidings as an issue.