Daniel Barrow’s performance, wistfully narrated by the artist, is accompanied by his endearing, and sometimes brutal, drawings. I’ve seen Barrow’s work before but had no idea I’d love his writing as much as I do his images. And there’s something almost miraculous there: Barrow acknowledges all of the mundane disappointments that the world […]

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In b.h. Yael’s Trading the Future, a young guy on the street predicts not only that Europe will be covered in ice in twenty years, but that there is “something” on the way to close the trilogy begun by dinosaurs and then human beings. Yael is confused by the rather bleak prophecies of youth […]

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i’ve been thinking about this for almost two days and realizing that i really can’t write about it because there is no way i’ll do it justice. so here are a few of the reasons that it was an almost perfect experience (for me), and why i tried to find a way to get […]

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For the longest time I avoided anthologies of short fiction. To be honest I found them almost frightening; they were tiny slices of writing that required me to focus quickly, perhaps abruptly, only to be abandoned once I had found my footing. It was all a little traumatizing.
More recently though I’ve developed an […]

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I’m ashamed to admit this is my first Images festival experience, but I am now officially a fan. And I had forgotten how a lineup for a film festival is different from any other sort of lineup - more charged, or something. Better haircuts? Who knows - maybe you only notice these […]

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