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Raised near the woodlands of Kentucky, Andrea Koesters relocated to the Sonoran Desert of southern Arizona in 2018, after a brief residency in the small town of Oracle. She found herself drawn to the ecology, the nocturnal life, the volatile monsoons, and the stark, visual narratives of growth and decay. What began as an attempt to understand a new environment gradually became a sustained photographic inquiry into the strange rhythms of the desert.
Christoph Irmscher The cave, in Plato’s Republic, is a prison, a place where humans, ignorant of reality, spend their lives gazing at the shadows of things (which are, in fact, wooden effigies of plants and animals carried past them by men hidden behind a wall). When one of these prisoners escapes and, after enjoying the sun-drenched fullness of life outside, returns to tell the others about his experience, they disbelieve him.
Ode to the Long-Tailed Grackle Rusty Hinge, Old Squeaky Door, Dishes Crashing to the Floor, You call this Song, you Rowdy Castanet? I call it a martial art of the beak, and most days, you win, you stun me awake. But some days I rise even earlier, climb—while the rest of the world sleeps—the steps to my terrace to greet the sun all by myself. And still you streak to your everyday perch on my rooftop peak (you Sleek Bullet with Wings). You notice me not at all.
Pole-Dancing: On Rosamond Purcell's Recent Series of Photographs Christoph Irmscher When I was a child, the fairytale that impressed me the most, left me with an inexpressible sense of sadness, while also giving me an inexplicable feeling of happiness, was Hans Christian Andersen's "The Steadfast Tin Soldier."
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