February 12, 2024
The Geometry of Play
I have always been suspicious of nostalgia. It feels like a trap, a way to dress up the mundane in the borrowed...
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Reflections
February 11, 2024
The Language of Hunger
Winter does not negotiate. It arrives with a cold that strips the world of its vanity, leaving only the essential. We watch...
February 10, 2024
The Weight of the Wild
My first instinct was to look away. I have grown weary of the way we romanticize the natural world, turning wild things...