Day Nineteen
by Gina Bright Day One All six eyes fixed on him after he turned on the lights. They trusted him in spite of his masked face. “Good morning, little cancer fight...
by Gina Bright Day One All six eyes fixed on him after he turned on the lights. They trusted him in spite of his masked face. “Good morning, little cancer fight...
“My current artistic practice engages with a series of questions about our culture’s multifaceted relationship to nature and the geography of human/animal...
by Pippa Little Baltard, County Clare, 2014 Finisterre by cliff. Nothing to see but wheeled gouges, hooves’ half moons in a mud nowhere the northerly never lets...
“I make drawings of the natural world, transient moments of grace and beauty in an age of disappearance. Inspired by plant and animal studies of the North...
by Beth McDonough Afraid, I anticipated him – reckoned killer boxes in the owner’s shed. I sensed that macchja dense with his lives, head-rattled all those word...
by Jenna Gersie I spent a year under the gaze of wild birds. At first, I couldn’t look into their eyes, out of respect. Slowly, I gained their trust, and they ...
by Stephanie V Sears It is a short flight between Cuzco and Puerto Maldonado in Peru yet the contrast is drastic, almost surreal between the severe Andean slope...