January 31, 2020

Flame

Long-simmering anxiety has a new focal point, a new excuse for indulging in much darker fears. Borders are being closed.

January 30, 2020

Static

These are destabilizing days when there always seems to be a screen playing something upsetting in the room.

January 29, 2020

Light

Finding lightness becomes the job. And if it cannot be found, it must be invented.

January 28, 2020

Glitch

The mathematical precision of these birds looked improbable. Maybe it was a sign of some cosmic change, a hidden pattern made visible.

January 27, 2020

Hidden

I closed the book and watched everyone on the subway swiping and scrolling, hunting for something. Or escaping.

January 26, 2020

Rotation

We talked about not staying in New York. We talked about finding a way back to Helsinki and we discussed moving to Taipei.

January 25, 2020

Turbulence

The turbulence began the moment we entered American airspace. It was hard not to read this as an omen.

January 24, 2020

Future

People sweep through the galleries, looking at the paintings only through the screens of their phones. Taking pictures is how we see the present moment.

January 23, 2020

Air

I prefer flying at night, cocooned in a netherworld beyond space and time, no longer aware of hovering above the earth at thirty-thousand feet.

January 22, 2020

Ravintola

I remember smoking a cigarette in the subzero wind while watching the lights of freighters on the horizon. I thought we were at the edge of the earth.

January 21, 2020

Self

I was shaken by Helene Schjerfbeck’s self-portraits at the Finnish National Gallery.

January 20, 2020

Past

Whenever I come across Goethe’s maxim that architecture is frozen music, Helsinki is what I see.