The Minions of Midas
Wade Atsheler is dead—dead by his own hand. To say that this was entirely unexpected by the small coterie which [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:22:38+00:00 June 21st, 2014|Categories: Prose, Literature, Blesok no. 96|0 Comments
Wade Atsheler is dead—dead by his own hand. To say that this was entirely unexpected by the small coterie which [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:22:39+00:00 May 15th, 2014|Categories: Reviews, Gallery, Blesok no. 95|0 Comments
...or Week-long Excuses#1 Hand finished prints created mainly with reusing old ideas and photographs because to save is good, but [...]
admin 2018-08-22T12:44:37+00:00 May 15th, 2014|Categories: Exhibition, Gallery, Blesok no. 95|0 Comments
I Was Gonna Paint... ... but I fell in love I Was Gonna Paint... … but I grew [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:22:39+00:00 May 15th, 2014|Categories: Concert, Sound, Blesok no. 95|0 Comments
admin 2018-08-21T17:22:39+00:00 May 15th, 2014|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 95|0 Comments
Translated from German by Richard MartinTHE DAY FILTERING through cracks in the blind and every movement generates wavy lines, itineraries: [...]
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Translated from Macedonian by Elizabeta BakovskaIt’s taken from too close you probably hold the camera yourself. As always on photos [...]
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Translated from Croatian by Andy Jelčić Beer bottles on a cramped table were supposed to end in the workers’ hands, [...]
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Vaska Pupinova was a Macedonian poetess with over forty poetry collections to her name. She began publishing after the age [...]
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Children love to listen to stories about their elders, when they were children; to stretch their imagination to the conception [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:22:39+00:00 May 15th, 2014|Categories: Essays, Literature, Blesok no. 95|0 Comments
“Obstupui, steteruntque comae et vox faucibus haesit.” [“I was amazed, my hair stood on end, and my voice stuck in [...]