Bang, the universe began—and ended. A cosmos is reduced to an epigram. Narrative allows us to dash through eternity as quick as a quantum leap.
Read MoreI wanted to create a visual language in my art practice that reflected the way these musical cut-ups and abrasions sounded to me—transmuted, rejoined.
Read MoreFor me, these realities of nature reveal a sense of presto: an inherent poetry to this life, a chance to find meaning and magic in a world we share with such strange creatures.
Read MoreI’m inclined to think life or thoughts or ideas aren’t a blur of movement so much as a collage of image and voice: layered, constant, revved, and singing.
Read MoreIn an older sense of the word, to understand means “to stand among.” When I need to understand anything, I often stand among songs.
Read MoreWhat would my craft be, we and I, if not for the lovers I share us with?
Read MoreMay this book teach you, when the ache looms loud & large in your peripheral vision, to invite it inside & ask for its forgiveness.
Read MoreI don’t know if I’m reaching backward in the anniversary edition so much as listening to my younger self reach forward.
Read MoreThat intensity is impossible to replicate as an adult, I think, because it reverts to nostalgia for us.
Read MoreThis book is for you, yes—but more importantly, it’s for the things that tried to destroy you & failed. It’s for the past selves that live in you, still breathing, still breathing.
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