"My clothes are a way of putting up a shield, of saying to the world that the things people might believe about little people aren't true. That's not who I believe I am—this is who I am."
With the Theory of Forms, every particular instance of an apple is understood as an approximate expression of its Ideal Form, inherently flawed. And when we're talking about body image and how we see ourselves, that’s where the problems start.
Adam Johnson's latest novel, The Orphan Master's Son, is one of those rare works of high ambition that follows through on all of its promises. Set in the Democratic Peoples' Republic of Korea, it examines both the Orwellian horrors of life in the DPRK and the voyeurism of Western media.
'Gold adorned buildings, souks laden with gold jewellery that looks too heavy to wear, gold ATM machines and shopping malls so big you can feel the curvature of the earth...'
The criminalization of humanitarian aid at the border enacts a fantasy of desolate individuation. Scott Warren’s felony trial reiterates the necessity to keep reaching out.
What would it look like to put a power structure on trial? Interweaving visual narratives of the Mexico–United States border show the uneasy relation between objects and people.
The border’s dream is for undocumented immigrants to be its most reliable missionaries. But the immigrant who crosses the border is the affirmation of a life that transcends it.