You Won’t Like Me When I’m Silenced

"I always had this feeling that there were two worlds. The one we live in, you know, just streaming along, future into present into past, recorded distortedly in people's minds, and this other world: stock footage. Small integers of life, I mean life in quotes, which represent whatever did take place, whether or not what's... Continue Reading →

So You Want To Be A Writer?

"But that's where art comes from, he said: life stories. Art history comes along only much later. That's what art is, he said, the story of a life in all its particularity. It's the only thing thing that really is particular and personal. It's the expression of and, at the same times, the fabric of... Continue Reading →

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