Fifteen snapshots from my artist residency in Iceland where I wrote in a café by the sea and felt overwhelmed by nature.
The next day a woman with a stern ponytail told us the mural was horrible, that it was not art and, to be clear, she absolutely hated it. “Looking at this makes my heart black,” she shouted as she walked away.
I’ve put together one thousand words and seventeen photographs from my time in Athens and Heraklion. This piece began as a brief photo-essay that juxtaposed graffiti with the ruins of the past but it quickly unraveled into a sprawling meditation on the life-cycle of civilizations—a question which seems more pressing as the world continues to […]