“It came up on the road to St. Mere Eglise, Omaha Beach/ I saw her standing there”

Essays in Idleness is a collection of short writings by Yoshida Kenko, a poet and Buddhist priest living in the 14th century.  Living in monastic isolation within the confines of Kyoto, he set himself to writing 243 short observations, which he pasted to the walls of his house.  The writings were later compiled into a book after his death.  Much credit is given to this book for its contribution to the japanese aesthetic, as it focuses on the beauty of nature, social rules, Zen Buddhism, and the concept of impermanence.

Essays in Idleness is a collection of short writings by Yoshida Kenko, a poet and Buddhist priest living in the 14th century.  Living in monastic isolation within the confines of Kyoto, he set himself to writing 243 short observations, which he pasted to the walls of his house.  The writings were later compiled into a book after his death.  Much credit is given to this book for its contribution to the japanese aesthetic, as it focuses on the beauty of nature, social rules, Zen Buddhism, and the concept of impermanence.

“we don’t know what to do with it”

A sound installation that plumbs a world in which the seas have risen—in particular, the uneasy psychic terrain of an inundated New York City. Lighthouse 40° N, 73° W is a sonic remapping of familiar territory turned strange, broadcast through headphones to individual listeners. A hypnotic electronic score of found sounds, drones and musical motifs conjures a visceral sense of traveling through New York City’s crumbling subterranean infrastructure, destabilized by overuse and the effects of extreme weather. Words are used sparingly. Instead, a delicate interchange of short-wave radio recordings and climatic noise, broken codes and uncertain ciphers, conveys themes of wonder, impermanence, and solitude. 

a meditation on spinning

There is a cage over her head/ in the space chute the nurse/ hummed her into, holding her hand/ on Alva’s knee until the very last/ second, a gesture of kindess/

There is a cage over her head/ in the space chute the nurse/ hummed her into, holding her hand/ on Alva’s knee until the very last/ second, a gesture of kindess/

There is a cage over her head/ in the space chute the nurse/ hummed her into, holding her hand/ on Alva’s knee until the very last/ second, a gesture of kindess/

There is a cage over her head/ in the space chute the nurse/ hummed her into, holding her hand/ on Alva’s knee until the very last/ second, a gesture of kindess/

There is a cage over her head/ in the space chute the nurse/ hummed her into, holding her hand/ on Alva’s knee until the very last/ second, a gesture of kindess/

There is a cage over her head/ in the space chute the nurse/ hummed her into, holding her hand/ on Alva’s knee until the very last/ second, a gesture of kindess/

There is a cage over her head/ in the space chute the nurse/ hummed her into, holding her hand/ on Alva’s knee until the very last/ second, a gesture of kindess/

There is a cage over her head/ in the space chute the nurse/ hummed her into, holding her hand/ on Alva’s knee until the very last/ second, a gesture of kindess/