March 2013
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February 2013
14 posts
Pressed Up Against the Immediate | The White... →
I am thinking here in particular of those jerky videos which in many ways have defined our perception of the so-called Arab Spring. These highly pixelated, out-of-focus images seem to play upon a convention often associated with the ‘documentary’: the more grainy and imperfect they are, the more they appear to be the signifiers of authenticity. Shot in ‘real time’, these images seem ideologically...
On Approach
Fiction should have a ghostlike presence in it somewhere,...
– Max Sebald’s Writing Tips - Richard Skinner
January 2013
2 posts
December 2012
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November 2012
7 posts
“His small whitish-grey eyes had a restless, inquisitive, hungry look in them,...
Yes, one could imagine a very pleasant world. A quiet, spacious world, with the...
– Virginia Woolf, The Mark On The Wall (via violentwavesofemotion)
October 2012
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What Can You Really Know? by Freeman Dyson | The... →
September 2012
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July 2012
11 posts
June 2012
10 posts
Grey cloudless sky ocean of dust not a ripple mock confines verge upon verge hell air not a breath. Mingling with the dust slowly sinking some almost fully sunk the ruins of the refuge. First change of all in the end a fragment comes away and falls. With slow fall for so dense a body it lights like cork on water and scarce breaks the surface.
Fizzle 8: for to end yet again
Inviato da iPod
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May 2012
7 posts
Philip K. Dick, Sci-Fi Philosopher, Part 1 -... →