Mardi gras
I learned the language of angels in a religious experience on Bourbon Street during Mardi Gras 1987. One night I […]
I learned the language of angels in a religious experience on Bourbon Street during Mardi Gras 1987. One night I […]
On a rain-splattered Saturday about sixty people made their way to an evening of avant-garde sound and performance art in […]
On a rain-splattered Saturday about sixty people made their way to an evening of avant-garde sound and performance art in […]
I’ve studied language for most of life, even before I declared at the age of 10 that I wanted to […]
I’ve studied language for most of life, even before I declared at the age of 10 that I wanted to […]
With dada, Ball here, as in his poetry, dispenses with conventional, communicative language. Both dada as well as dada show […]
With dada, Ball here, as in his poetry, dispenses with conventional, communicative language. Both dada as well as dada show […]
What we seem to have here is a problem of genealogy. At times, Blanchot parses surrealism inflected as dada and […]
What we seem to have here is a problem of genealogy. At times, Blanchot parses surrealism inflected as dada and […]
After two months as a Peace Corps Trainee I left. I left the Corps. I left Poland. I returned to […]