Ai Weiwei Sojourns in Venice
Last year, Ai Weiwei, the Chinese artist and dissident, popped up in posters and graffiti throughout New York. Now he’s…
Monthly Archives: September 2017
The Suitcase at the Center of Nebraska
Some of the photographs in my family files are grotesque and frightening, others are mundane, and a few are unintentionally…
The Hand that Wants to Become God
This past week, an anonymous neighbor left two shopping bags full of books at the Little Library we built at…
Boxes both Little and Big
It wasn’t an earthquake that left the wreckage on the left. It was a demolition crew. This former home, in…
My Impending Catastrophe
Today, L.A. is deep into its late summer routines. Kids are back in school. Labor Day is already forgotten. As…
While Ashbery Dies, I Read Sandburg
The week John Ashberry dies, I read Carl Sandburg’s Wind Song. Ashbery is, for the time being, celebrated. Sandburg, once…
Imperfection
Few of us will tolerate a lousy family photo. These days, the marginal cost of a bad shot is exactly…
The Stillborn Photograph
The story is this: Mary bore the twin sons in the shopfront’s upstairs bedroom. She and her husband Will named one…
Left Write & Centaur 