Cutting Out Photographic History – And Now Pasting It Back In

“The history of the [New York Photo] League has receded from our collective psyche, despite its influence on documentary photography as the field developed in the ’30s. While we may easily recognize the migrant workers of Dorothea Lange’s Oklahoma or the tenant farmers of Walker Evans’ Alabama, we know little about the Harlem streets of Jerome Liebling.”

So Experimental Fiction Usually Makes Your Realist Heart Quail? Here’s Some Advice

“The tenets of modernism dictate that real literature needs to be difficult, otherwise it’s kitsch. I’m no unreconstructed modernist, and I’m not going to tell you that Marcus’s novel is good precisely because the dribbling masses wouldn’t touch it with a 10-foot pole. Rather, I’m telling you to read The Flame Alphabet because it’s unique, continually surprising, and often flat-out disgusting.”

What Does It Mean To Be Isolated (Really, Truly Isolated) In This Google Earth World?

“Once upon a time, the ancestors of each and every one of us lived in a premodern culture. Those cultural origins have now been completely erased from our collective memory. Do any of us regret the loss of this memory? Would any of us prefer to return to our ancestral condition, rather than to live in the modern world?”

It’s All A Sham(rock): There Is No Such Thing

You can wear a trefoil on St. Paddy’s Day, but do you know which plant it comes from? In the 1890s, a naturalist found “five very different species of plant which were being used around the country as shamrock: the yellow, white and red clovers (in that order of popularity); also wood sorrel; and, a small herb called black medic (Medicago lupulina ), that resembles a cross between a clover and a small creeping buttercup.”