“The room was small, dim and a desiccated yellow colour but the handshake and welcome were warm and clearly genuine. The man who once held the most powerful job in the world was dressed in casual shades of black and grey.”
“The room was small, dim and a desiccated yellow colour but the handshake and welcome were warm and clearly genuine. The man who once held the most powerful job in the world was dressed in casual shades of black and grey.”
“Art has a way of saving lives. Whether you’re creating it as a means to expel a difficulty or inhaling it as a way to survive one, it fills in those internal spaces that reason just can’t reach.”
Some poems and paintings from Rye Tippett.
Some philosophy, photography, and a Mix Tape from poet and photographer Michele Farinelli.
“The Lord with the curved trunk and a mighty body, who has the lustre of a million suns, I pray to thee Oh Lord, to remove the obstacles from all the actions I intend to perform.” An exploration of paintings of Ganesha from the Pahari school.
“Each moment is transient, gone as quickly as it appears, the journey playing out like an unedited film.”
“Whatever had happened—the way the clouds moved, where the light shone, what was going through my head, that radiance—was another chapter in a story that began a half-century ago.”
“Nigerian poet Wendy Okeke uses the dark recent past of political failure, youth angst, and government violence against its own citizens as a point of entrance in poems that resonate with sensuality, self-affirmation, and a continuous search for freedom.”
She felt that somehow, in the wild night and storm, the still-ness that was underneath all sounds on the prairie had seized the cattle.
Writer and nomad Isabelle Eberhardt traversed and explored the Maghreb with a critical eye. She not only condemned French colonialism, but also the established gender roles of her era.