arcweld
arcweld
George Weld
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arcweld · 1 year ago
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arcweld · 3 years ago
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Princeton Art Museum houses the Minor White archive, which seems to be about 6,000 photos. Browsing I've come across a handful of these pieces from the late 40s-early 1950s that combine a photograph and a short phrase or poem, which I hadn't seen before. Unfortunately, there's no tag to see them all, but there are other tags worth browsing (for example he spent some time in Rome in 1974).
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arcweld · 3 years ago
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“Why did they come? Why not stay home, loving what was theirs to love, wanting no more than what they had, enjoying the astonishing blessings already laid out before them?”
“Liberation Day”
George Saunders
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arcweld · 3 years ago
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’Oh no,’ said Kafka, ‘our work is only a bad mood of God, a bad day of his.’
‘Then there is hope outside this manifestation of the world that we know?’
He smiled. ‘Oh, plenty of hope, an infinite amount of hope—but not for us.’
— “Franz Kafka,” Walter Benjamin
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arcweld · 3 years ago
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arcweld · 3 years ago
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Bear Swamp Preserve, Westerlo, NY
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arcweld · 5 years ago
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A Snail for Our Times
A Snail for Our Times
I’m out 🤘
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arcweld · 5 years ago
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Next Time
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arcweld · 5 years ago
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Like this Heart of Mine
Like this Heart of Mine: a story about confinement
There was a bird in the downspout—every time we’d walk onto the porch we’d hear it thrash its wings and its claws would screech against the metal. “Chill out, bird,” I said, before realizing that it wasn’t just defending a nest: it was stuck. During our last heavy rain I’d seen water shooting out of the seams at the top of the drain, spilling over the edge of the gutter where it lined the roof.…
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arcweld · 5 years ago
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arcweld · 5 years ago
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arcweld · 5 years ago
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Shaming Stag with Tea
Shaming Stag with Tea
(A collaboration with Google)
Old, white-hearted
In some cases overshadowed
Yellowing due to the field of this drug
Along with the bad weather.
I’m worried because it depends.
I am worried because it is.
Or no. I’m tired.
The tiredness of the body after illness.
I will open it up.
This a ribbon,
a white sugar buff
Tree neck, agriculture
Study period or stone
It’s a thing, so don’t worry
Change…
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arcweld · 5 years ago
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At Home in my Body
At Home in my Body
(A collaboration with Google)
What we were talking about:
Lovers and geography My tai chi instructor My mother’s voice Laughing without the slightest awareness, over and over
a place we feel safe a moving landscape
Then it all came apart, this brief chance to be
the spark was lit in me My skin is looser
no longer lost, I am very comfortable with this. I am haunted by the memory
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arcweld · 5 years ago
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arcweld · 5 years ago
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For the NYRB Daily
“We were all aware that there was a disaster brewing, or already afoot, but I hoped it would ask no more of the restaurant than any disaster does: simply that we stay open, tough it out, feed people, and let them feel normal for at least the duration of a meal.”
More here…
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