My Mother Photographs Me in a Bath of Dead Squid
‘She is not a conventionally “good” mother. But then, put like that, it sounds like a slow death sentence anyhow.’
Lars Horn on modeling for their artist mother.
‘At every protest, when it was time to yell at the cops, I remembered my father and felt a turbulent emotion.’
Memoir by Alejandro Zambra on his father and his son.
Diary of a Journey to Senegal
‘Sea night music: what is the music?’
Ishion Hutchinson in Senegal.
‘It was unmistakable, he said; it was absolutely him.’
Fiction by Adam Foulds.
The Right to Intimacy
‘Rosella and her co-creators curate an archive of pain, of endurance, of love and belonging, of alienation and disconnection.’
Nicole R. Fleetwood introduces the photography of Raphael Rosella.
‘That smile the President has – it was just the same then as it is now.’
Fiction by Rebecca Sollom.
‘But what is an unencumbered gaze? And where does it begin to see?’
Esther Kinsky introduces a photoessay by Muhammad Salah.
An English Opening
‘In a bad position, any move is worthless.’
New fiction by Maxim Osipov, translated from the Russian by Alex Fleming.
The Kingdom of Sand
‘In a small town, one thinks that Time is not even passing.’
An excerpt from Holleran’s novel The Kingdom of Sand.
‘Even experienced users get scared because it’s so far out.’ Geoff Dyer on ageing and understanding the self.
Notes on Craft
‘Revision for me is relief. It is reassurance.’
Amy Bloom on the pleasures of revising.
The Lapwing Act
‘We claimed the places that were theirs and they were forced to take refuge on what we left behind.’
An excerpt from In Search of One Last Song.