“The Manufactured History of Indianapolis reminds readers that histories are not always just made. Sometimes they are made up.”
A collaboration with Candy Chang that explores the possibilities of deeper storytelling in public space.
A manifesto written by Mayakovsky, Kamensky, and Burlluk on March 15, 1918.
“They’ll challenge each other to walk ten miles into Death Valley without any supplies. They wager money on it.”
I’d like to be a little beacon of joy for my father, chipper and zen and awake at six in the morning eating a piece of fruit. Instead, I stay up late reading Schopenhauer.
Snapshots from the first week spent with my father at the Veterans Hospital where we would wait nine months for a lung.
People in other countries take hostages for political reasons. Americans do it for real estate.
“If she goes pulling off her clothes and throwin’ them in the air like she did in Boston, there’s gonna be somebody getting a ride in the paddy wagon.”
When the body rebels, the mind realizes it’s been preoccupied with the wrong things.
A public art installation in an abandoned apartment complex. Inspired by the true story of a blind woman who once lived here, Candy Chang and I developed a cinematic fable about lost love.
Near the old lion cage, a tidy cursive script says You did this to us. This is America muttering to itself in the kitchen before stumbling off to bed.
A dusty ballad plays in a grand old ballroom filled with tailored men and elaborate hairdos.
A dusty ballad plays from an old radio in an alley but the machines can’t find it. A blurry sequence of songs starring the Ronettes, Autechre, Suicide, and more.
A mixtape dedicated to desert motels that advertise color television.
Richard Powers
