For a few summers in high school I worked as a river raft guide in West Virginia. Lately I’ve been a technical writer for a medical devices company in Switzerland. Both are land-locked, mountainous regions. How else do they compare? I know you’ve been wondering about this for a long, long time. Continue Reading
Our team of writers, editors, and photographers have been busy coping with this covid-19 thing, and hope all of you who got lost and ended up here are well. Continue Reading
Ses meilleurs tableaux avons blancs: la voile blanche d’un sloop gréé de gaffes, l’extérieur blanc d’une maison en clapot de la Nouvelle-Angleterre, le blanc d’un phare de l’Atlantique, l’uniforme blanc du type qui travaille derrière le comptoir du restaurant. Le blanc est une couleur solitaire: il reflète tous les spectres de la lumière. Même si… Continue Reading
Seine besten Gemälde haben weiß: das weiße Segel auf einer Gaffelschaluppe, das weiße Äußere eines Schindelhauses in New England, das Weiß eines Leuchtturms am Atlantik, die weiße Uniform des Kerl, der hinter dem Tresen arbeitet. Weiß ist eine einsame Farbe: es reflektiert jedes Lichtspektrum. Obwohl es gibt in sienem Weißen auch Blau-, Schwarz- oder Grüntöne,… Continue Reading
Ein deustche Version findet man hier. Il y a une version française ici. His best paintings have white in them: the white sail on a gaff-rigged sloop, the white exterior of a New England clapboard house, the white of an Atlantic lighthouse, the white uniform of the guy working behind the diner counter. White is… Continue Reading
The original title of this essay was ‘Niggers fucking bitches in their asses’. More on that later. Land of terrible infants Standing in the great hall of Zurich’s main train station, it’s a cold, clear morning, the Thursday before Christmas. I love train stations. And today, here, now, this moment, I am at the center… Continue Reading