Bestiaire’s place in the filmmaker’s oeuvre and anthropomorphic conceptions.
Chip Ward writes to granddaughter Madeline about the problems of the world she’s about to inherit.
the way a child just born / already knows to kiss head down
He grew tame // and hunted the dreams of farm kids—every tree scratch / on the window were his nails, every pregnant farm girl // was knocked up with the devil’s seed and spiderbabies.
Since 1997, I have spent several months each year living alongside biologists in the rainforests of Peru, Brazil, French Guyana, and Costa Rica. As an artist I am attracted to the idea that when I am working in a rainforest, I am a “visual researcher.”
|Guernica feature writer Alexis Madrigal provides further reading recommendations for reminding us that nature always has the last word.|
He says: look yourself up in the guide and tell me what you are.
Sweltering heat and blazing fires in Russia have contributed to devastating mudslides in Pakistan and China. Guernica counts down its top five reports of natural disasters.
I understand this economically, and I’d rather not / mention the resemblance to prostitution, but when I open my / mouth it also fills with something called sky
A photographer chronicles his career as a commercial fisherman, a career he both romanticizes and loathes.
Little boys in drifts of dulling orange were trying / to pack balls of wings to throw at each other; / she thought perhaps she wouldn’t have children.