The Garden Dystopia

  The dull necessity of weeding arises, because every healthy plant is a racist and an imperialist; every daisy (even) wishes to establish for itself an Empire on which the…

How to see climate through plants

Sensory-visual notes across three greenhouse rooms at Brooklyn’s Botanical Gardens This past August in Berlin, I joined 10 other Perennial Institute participants for an all-day excursion to the Berlin-Dahlem Botanical…

Richard Skelton Look Away

The Look Away

  Although I cannot see them, I know they are out there. Hare. Fox. Raven. Each waiting to play their part. – Richard Skelton, The Look Away     A…

We Were Strangers

We Were Strangers

A friend of mine passed away a few months ago and, although we were never especially close, his death affected me deeply. For a time afterwards I found myself impelled,…

Sheila Ghelani, Common Salt

Common Salt

This is an instrument I have never seen before. A slender dark wooden box, one side opening to become a bellow, pushed back and forth in a solemn rhythm by…

Simon Carroll

Unsent Letter to an Old Art Teacher

Dear Adrian, I’m not drawing anymore. There, I’ve said it. I didn’t become an artist like you always said I could. I write stories now instead. I have always wanted…