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Embroidered Art: Diana Weymar on Dolly Parton
Last summer, I showed 9 to 5 to my niece. There’s a risk in showing an 11 year old something you love. They’re programmed to think your old stuff is the definition of uncool and there is nothing they love…
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Clothes in the Oleander
Our house has a smell, too. Burnt cinnamon and wet towels gone sour, the crackle of fights nobody won. I’ve known it my whole life. I’d know it in the dark, in a fire, at the end of the world.
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La última vez que vi mi país, estaba cargando lentamente
Para quienes hemos dejado nuestros países, la posibilidad del regreso nunca está garantizada. No solo por las fronteras o la política, sino porque los propios lugares también envejecen, cambian, se destruyen y desaparecen.
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The Critic’s Keeper: A Review of Tom Overton’s Biography On John Berger
After training as an artist and serving in the Army during WWII, Berger eventually talked his way into a job describing art on the radio to listeners who couldn’t see it. This was work that would shape the rest of…
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Good Neighbors
After Claire learned that they’d found a stockpile of weapons in the basement and neo-Nazi propaganda, which the father had been spreading online, Claire could not sleep. She lay in bed, her head beneath the window overlooking their teenage neighbor’s…
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“Waking is the anesthetic: “Oh Oblivion” by Robert Krut
The suburban home, long a reliable visual indicator of simmering American darkness just beyond the picket-fence, from David Lynch’s free-associative visions to Freddy Krueger’s nocturnal abductions in A Nightmare on Elm Street, has been publicly tried and found not guilty.
