“The humans, human-animals and animal-animals in my books are the deliverers of the spirit of my work, and its substance — character, humor, wordplay, story, color, and visual pleasure.” An interview with Calef Brown.
A poem from Mike Ladd reflecting on time, memory, love and ephemerality
In our age of environmental collapse, socio-political polarization, and brutal warfare, the jazz composer Andromeda Turre has created a new album that pulls the listener into “a dark night of the senses” and configures a space of hope.
September mood.
“The wires of Dürer’s knots do, in a sense, chart the paths of entwined networks — of knowledge, commodities, cultural and material translation, repeating idealistically within a flourishing system.”
A sketchbook of memories from painter Joel Adas’ time as a courier for the Brooklyn Museum.
With a few stories spanning a few decades, photographer Neal Rantoul shares his affection and admiration for fellow photographer, teacher, and friend Harry Callahan.
With clouds, within seconds, you’re working from your memory of a thing that is as nebulous and beautiful and temperamental as memory itself. As confusing as memory, seen from within the mist, as perplexing seen from afar.
“Like everywhere we go, even a highway or a junk yard or a parking lot has something about it that you want to capture or remember. It’s nice to go through your day expecting to find beauty in odd places.”
“A month later I am dead. So, girls, if you want my advice, never play Eve, the mother of all men.”
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