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Matthew Jeffrey Abrams Meeting Gabriel

Peter Mayne, it turned out, had spent much of the past twenty years living off the grid. But for the next two hours he sat with me and my recorder, and he told me things about his old friend Agnes that no one had ever heard before.

April 9, 2018
Jacob Dreyer Garden of Extinct Flowers

Isn’t our art world a good place to start inventing a language of universal humanity, one which will be durable enough to survive what’s coming?

March 26, 2018
Kate Zambreno Stills/Faces

When working on the book about my mother I often stared at an image of Marlene Dumas’s painting of the recently dead Marilyn Monroe, painted from a photograph from her autopsy. Autopsy comes from the Greek: to see with one’s own eyes.

March 12, 2018
Siobhan Leddy Thresholds of Visibility

Particles, if small and plentiful enough, take on the appearance of a whole. This is true for drizzle, which from afar resembles continuous sheets of fog. It’s true for your own body, made up of cells and atoms.

February 26, 2018

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