My dog was dead. My heart was broken. And the sky was on fire.
Out
Printmaker Katrina Andry Reimagines a Slave Revolt’s Past, Present, and Future as an Inferno of Simultaneity
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There Was Never a Beginning or End in the First Place
A sense that something has existed before and that it will continue to exist hereafter — a sense that I will exist forever. These were the emotions that Candy Koh’s works evoked within me when I encountered them for the first time.
Proposal for a Dismantling
My proposal would destroy this obelisk and transform the marble into public seating to be placed around the city of Rome. The project would extend towards creating a large public seating program made from cut sections of other fascist era monuments and architecture.
Qualms
I was hooked, of course: I'm the kind of guy who only just avoided getting a tattoo saying "I contain multitudes."