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Yes, I’m back and I come bearing a story. He, my librarian (who, to be clear, is definitely not the hero here), was in Athens, at his second day at documenta 14. He is at EMST, in the gallery shared by the colorful grid paintings of Stanley Whitney and the reddened column of Tracey Rose […]

If I admire, or even excuse, a brutal act committed two thousand years ago, it means that my thought, today, is lacking in the virtue of humanity. – Simone Weil ‘The Great Beast: Some Reflections on the Origins of Hitlerism’, in Simone Weil: Selected Essays, 1934-1943 (Oxford University Press: Oxford, 1962) p. 133, quoted in […]

Dr. King, in his last years, was more radical than everyone around him. He dragged the Southern Christian Leadership Conference (SCLC) to campaign in Chicago, where his lieutenants did not want to go. He got pelted with rocks in Chicago and admonished his staff that white Americans had never intended to integrate their schools and […]

He has a secret that he’s not sure he wants me to share with you all, but I just can’t keep it in anymore, so I have to whisper it here, into this hole of a blogpost. He collects wall-texts. Well, that’s not exactly right, he steals them, and by ‘them’, the moniker ‘wall-text’ seems […]

Nanabush’s trip stories the landscape with relational knowledges. When Nishnaabeg see a birch tree, we recognize a library of stories involving birch. When we see a lady’s slipper, or moss on rocks, or cranberries, or maple trees, or a woodpecker, or beaver, more libraries. Nanabush’s character is a reflection of Nishnaabewin and of Nishnaabeg themselves, […]