Mirrors to Deflect Danger
Eleven years sober and another year older. Spent ten hours wandering through galleries with C., which is my favorite thing to do on this planet.
Art
The Effects Are Deeper Than the Struggle to Remain Upright
Why does the wind leave us feeling so exhausted and harassed?
The Games We Play in Museums
After all these years, how well do I know her taste? How well does she know mine?
The Moment Dots Become a Pattern
I've been stuck on the last 20% of a story I'm writing about a haunted frequency, so I went to the museum to shake some ideas loose.
Tiny Figures Among the Stones
A floppy-eared dog gnawed a bone while a clown smiled above the bed.
Violent Light
I still find myself stopping in the street, stunned by how low the clouds hang on this island.
They’re Making Video Poems About the 1990s
Evensong
The Faces of His Subjects Melt in the Rain
Ecce Homo
Maybe it's limbic and hardwired, this desire to see the divine rather than hear or touch.
Extension
There are over a thousand responses from visitors now, far more than we anticipated at this point.
Respiration
Temptation
Devotional Image
A Longing Almost Too Painful to Witness
The Galleries Were Mostly Empty
October 17, 2020
The Origin of Shadow Puppets
Sometimes I find comfort in a two-thousand-year-old myth about a Chinese emperor.
Ruins
Interference
Denial
Countryside
March 7, 2020
Future
A Robot Scanned the Fading Canvas of a Rembrandt
Earnest, Curious, and Raw
