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January 3, 2016 · Industries

James Freebury’s first look at Book 6 of The Odyssey

Book 6. Nausicaa. The one where Odysseus washes up like human driftwood, salt-caked and wrecked and basically naked, and has to beg a princess for help without seeming like either a pervert or a pathetic case. It’s about being broken and trying to hold onto some shred of dignity while you’re covered in seaweed and […]

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December 24, 2015 · Engineering

Sophocles Speechless Fish

Speechless Fish, I call it. Informally. Because sometimes the informal is all you’ve got when you’re dealing with theatrical ghosts that ancient, scraps of text that survived fires, floods, the general amnesia of civilization. This is part of something bigger, something I’m calling IOTA, which sounds either pretentious as hell or like the most honest […]

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December 18, 2015 · Industries

Gerald Casel Spinters in Our Ankles

This isn’t some gauzy statement about the fragility of memory. It’s literal: the Tinikling, that Filipino folk dance where you hop between bamboo poles that snap together like jaws, came out of Spanish colonial rice field punishments. People got their ankles crushed. And here’s Gerald Casel, generations later, making something beautiful out of inherited trauma […]

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December 15, 2015 · FalseArt

2 + 2 = 22: Man Ray’s Hollywood Equations

Here’s the thing about Man Ray sitting in Hollywood in 1948, chain-smoking and staring at photographs he took a decade earlier of nineteenth-century plaster shapes that some French mathematician built to explain shit that nobody except twelve people in the world could actually understand, it’s the most beautiful kind of fuck-you to meaning itself. Think […]

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2 + 2 = 22: Man Ray’s Hollywood Equations

November 27, 2015 · FalseArt

Taxidermist or The Last Ones There Get to Say What It Meant

What the Fuck Are We Even Doing Here? Performance photography and critical writing: we’re both chasing the same fucking unicorn. Trying to tell you what went down in that room when the air got thick, when something cracked open and spilled out onto the floor, when you could feel it in your teeth. Except we’re […]

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November 27, 2015 · Adventure

The Clean Loneliness

What is that feeling when you’re driving away from people and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? – it’s the too-huge world vaulting us, and it’s good-bye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies. Jack Kerouac, On the Road The thing about Thanksgiving is that […]

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November 21, 2015 · Wanderlust

J’aime bien les couchers de soleil

WANDERLUST: Bolinas sunset… This raggedy edge of the continent, where the Mesa drops into the Pacific like God’s own ashtray has the kind of beautiful decay that makes you understand why people become insufferable about places. The light here doesn’t apologize. It just bleeds out across tide pools and driftwood and the barnacled pier pilings, […]

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