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Tag Archives: 2000’s
Michaël Borremans: Trickland (2002)
Teresita Fernández: Fire (2005) Fire and heat provide modes of explanation in the most varied domains, because they have been for us the occasion for unforgettable memories, for simple and decisive personal experiences. Fire is thus a privileged phenomenon which … Continue reading
Jia Aili: White Chair (2007)
Klatle-bhi (Kwakwaka’wakw/Squamish): The Guardian; I had to guess on the date.
Participants were 40 Canadian-born psychology undergraduates (29 females and 11 males). They were randomly assigned to one of two experimental conditions. In the meaning-threat condition, participants read an absurd short story called ‘‘The Country Dentist.’’ The story is a modified … Continue reading
WHEN I AM WITH PEOPLE I AM BOTHERED BY HEARING VERY QUEER THINGS I went to the pillar-box I never saw a worse-looking house in town or in hunting zones “welcome to girly hell” turn her out because her necklace … Continue reading
Inga hears from a friend that there is an exhibition at the Museum of Modern Art, and decides to go see it. She thinks for a moment and recalls that the museum is on 53rd Street, so she walks to … Continue reading
In a 2001 study, Tim and Virginia Kasser analyzed the dreams of people who had been assessed as either highly materialistic or non-materialistic. They asked the participants to share “the two most meaningful, memorable, or powerful dreams they remembered in … Continue reading
Here we are, alone again. It’s all so slow, so heavy, so sad … I’ll be old soon. Then at last it will be over. So many people have come into my room. They’ve talked. They haven’t said much. They’ve … Continue reading
Pages from Mary Ruefle’s book A Little White Shadow, which was composed by whiting out text from Emily Malbone Morgan‘s 1890 book of the same name. …seven centuries of…sobbing…gathered…in the…twilight…and…had their…pages…wandered…through the…dead…borrow so little from…the past…as if they were alive