#332 Fall 2020
January 6, 2020A Mirror, Darkly. In Conversation with Michaël Borremans
Seeing a painter’s studio always feels intimate. It’s impossible to keep your eyes from darting around. Soaking up the surround. Trying to piece…
Slowly, Then All at Once. Sarah Brahim
I am made and remade continually. Different people draw different words from me. — Virginia Woolf, The Waves[1] Last Christmas,…
Taking Flight. Lotus L. Kang
“A trembling dissolution filled the birds — The substance of their being was undone, And they were lost like shade…
Singing, Dancing, and Building with Kappa
Anarchitecture The term “anarchitecture” has been used independently by several figures,[1] but here, I adopt it in my own way.…