An Epic of Peace — Creative Guidelines
What’s the idea?
That day she remembers, she was invited to an exhibition on memory, is that true? This photograph was taken after the…
Castor and Pollux, Canopus, Orion. Names given to far away bodies by people who wrote tales now nearly as distant as the stars. The Victory had amplified everything small, and diminished everything large. Great and terrible figures…
They cast long shadows like trees without foliage in the dwindling light. When they started out, several hours before, they were hugged closely by their shadow-selves, the limbs and flapping clothes familiar and faithful companions. Now they were…
The wind sluiced around the orchard, swinging the trees here and there in a pattern of swirls. A succession of varieties of plums, apples, pears, beans, kiwi, mulberry; all thriving in a design ensuring the diversity and continuity of the food supply. The designs and the thinking had…
by Nick Emery
It was a fairly mundane beginning to the day. He trod out to the sodden earth and nonchalantly picked at some weeds growing here and there in the communal gardens. So natural to protect the flowering that the act of plucking was overtaken by the conversation…
