She could see ahead of her, way at the road’s end, the volcano named Fire. – Jane Bowles ‘A Guatemalan Idyll’, reprinted in South as a State of Mind No. 9 [documenta 14 #4] Fall/Winter 2017. Some books are bigger than others, especially in how they loom large in life, and at the intersection of […]
He turned, finally, to the book Moyra Davey published on the occasion of the artist’s exhibition for the 2018 Scotiabank Photography Award in 2018. It is the largest book by Davey he owns, like Index Cards an anthology of texts, but also a rich survey of the artist’s photographic and film work. While flicking through […]
The monument becomes a pretext for new forms of political action, based on fidelity to historical struggles but offering a stage for the future. In our times of growing fascism, neoliberal capitalist imperialism, and financial warfare, Iveković’s Monument to Revolution is both a cautionary reminder of the past, an object to be contested, and a material invocation. […]
You put this here – these artists, their books, and their titles next to each other – as a placeholder to return to. Can books be vessels for an intimacy to come? (the edge of this)
You wrote back in March 2019 the following crescendo to a long (too long) post called Echo is Golden (Sharjah Biennial 14 Remix): When I left the ice-rink, Sharjah, the airport and returned home, I didn’t know how to keep my experience from fading into the air of routine, teaching and everyday life. I definitely […]
Here [Edward S.] Curtis seems to regard “photography” not as visual documentation but as the presentation of detailed facts, of which sound could be a part. Yet, while he often contrasted the written to the pictorial record…Curtis rarely spoke of sound or music. This avoidance may have resulted from the fact that the prime actor […]
I will continue to address him as a ‘you’. It feels more pressing, more urgent, as if time is of the essence (how strange that idiom feels when typed out and not spoken!). Of course, you, dear reader, know that I am a necessary fiction (another idiom that feels somehow out of place, out of […]
Often the choice of text elements can be read as playful and ironic, sometimes bordering on an indigenous ridicule of the tourist’s desire or expectation. – Hock E Aye Vi/Edgar Heap of Birds quoted in Bill Anthes ‘Edgar Heap of Birds’, Duke University Press: Durham and London, 2015, pp. 113-114.
