Stop looking at a screen. Let the images be made in your mind. Expect: despair, glee, intimations of mortality, and extra-ordinary words, sometimes read directly to you, sometimes set in radio-play esque frames assembled from mysterious cables, drift-wood, glitter, a golden microphone, and cheap glue.
Let’s check into the Hotel Eden to relax in the eternal now. “Rowing in Eden” by Erik Anderson Reece is from a collection of work inspired by Joseph Cornell’s bird boxes.
Published 02/07/19
Why have to be human? Oh not because happiness exists. Not out of curiosity, not as practice for the heart. But because truly being here is so much; because everything here apparently needs us, this fleeting world, which in some strange way keeps calling to us. Us, the most fleeting of all. ...
Published 12/11/18