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Colleen Tighe is an illustrator, cartoonist, and usually the very loud, grumpy person in the back of the room.
For the first time in weeks, Gedney felt in complete control of his image. He let out another twenty yards, and then tied off.
When there’s only enough light in the hall
to imagine a heaped shirt is the cat, to see
the books stacked on. . .
In the polaroid in a drawer of the housethe other relatives picked over, I’m the blur in the background,
mop of silvery. . .
Pain is the ultimate antidote to mind-body dualism.
Raised in the 1990s, I have a soft spot for the exercise tape aesthetic: upbeat motivational speech, house music, and B-movie production values all mashed together.
Kenneth Anger’s Invocation of My Demon Brother, fifty years on.