The Latest Articles From Gwarlingo

Listen to My Interview about Gwarlingo on NHPR’s Word of Mouth

By |01.12.12|

 

 

Virginia Prescott, Taylor Quimby, and Rebecca Lavoie at NHPR’s Word of Mouth made my first live radio interview a blast. If only we had had more time to discuss those Japanese manhole covers, which are still flying around […]

On Money, Fear, and the Artist

By |01.11.12|

 
An Artist Gets Audited
A visual artist I know once told me about an audit she endured with the IRS. My friend is a professional artist in New York City with her own studio. Her work is shown at galleries and […]

On the Anniversary of the Tucson Shooting: A New Work by Deanne Stillman

By |01.08.12|

 

Today marks the one-year anniversary of the Tucson shooting that killed six and injured Representative Gabrielle Giffords and twelve others.

In place of the usual Sunday Poem, I’m delighted to share with you a new work by Deanne Stillman called “Reflections […]

The Gwarlingo Index: 2011’s Most Memorable Experiences in the Arts

By |01.05.12|

 
It’s the New Year, which means it’s time for lofty resolutions and the annual onslaught of “best of” lists.

Here at Gwarlingo, I thought I’d provide readers with a new twist on the traditional “Best of 2011” list.

I asked an array of artists, […]

Pick of the Week: Matthew Northridge’s Pictures by Wire and Wireless

By |12.31.11|

 

 

If you haven’t seen Matthew Northridge’s solo show Pictures by Wire and Wireless at KANSAS, the newest gallery on Tribeca’s up-and-coming gallery row, you’re in luck. The show has just been extended until Saturday, January 7th. Art Forum magazine has […]

The Sunday Poem: Iain Haley Pollock

By |12.30.11|

 

 

 

 

Child of the Sun

 

Great Great Aunt Aida
trained her lapdog
to attack dark-skinned men.
A shake of her high-yaller head
and a suck on her ivory teeth,
and the Scottish terrier slipped
through the fence pickets
to nip at a tar […]

Gwarlingo Tours the High Line, New York’s Park in the Sky

By |12.26.11|

 

If you’re fed up with partisan bickering and political dysfunction in Washington, the gratifying, lavishly-illustrated book High Line: The Inside Story of New York City’s Park in the Sky, just published by Farrar, Straus and Giroux, might temper your burgeoning cynicism. […]

Snow: A Holiday Gift from Gwarlingo

By |12.23.11|

 

 
Last night the snow finally arrived in New Hampshire. Having grown up in Georgia, a white Christmas is still a welcome novelty for me. Back home in Atlanta, businesses and schools close the moment the “S” word is mentioned. There are […]

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The Sunday Poem: Matthew Zapruder

By |12.18.11|

 

 

 

 

Poem Without Intimacy

 

the other day I was shopping

in one of those giant incredibly brightly lit stores

you can apparently see from space

wheeling a massive empty cart

thinking this […]

Grace Paley: “Write What Will Stop Your Breath If You Don’t Write”

By |12.11.11|

Today is the birthday of writer Grace Paley.

Although Paley’s writing output was modest during her 84 years — some four dozen stories in three volumes: The Little Disturbances of Man (Doubleday, 1959); Enormous Changes at the Last Minute […]

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The Sunday Poem: Jen Bervin

By |12.10.11|

 

 

 

 

From The Desert

 

 

 

 

 

About Jen Bervin

Jen Bervin’s work brings together text and textile in a practice that encompasses poetry, archival research, artist books, and large-scale art works.

The Desert is a poem Bervin wrote by sewing row by […]

The Sunday Poem: Christopher Robinson

By |12.03.11|

 

 

 

 
Hotdog
 

 

They salvaged only what was vital, leaving
behind their most precious belongings,
including Aunt Beale’s watercolors,
which were lost, and the thousand
paper cranes Dad had folded
to win Mom over, placing them
on her usual routes, at the post office,
in the library bathroom, […]

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Peter Wyer’s New Opera Dramatizes One Tibetan Woman’s Journey to Freedom

By |12.02.11|

 

“Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.”

This line from Victor Hugo came to mind the first time I heard the incredible story of Tibetan nun Ngawang Sangdrol.

At age 14 Sangdrol was […]

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The Sunday Poem: U.A. Fanthorpe

By |12.01.11|

 

 

 

Reindeer Report

 

Chimneys: colder.
Flightpaths: busier.
Driver: Christmas (F)
Still baffled by postcodes.
Children: more
And stay up later.
Presents: heavier.
Pay: frozen.
Mission in spite
Of all this
Accomplished –
MERRY CHRISTMAS!

 

 

 

What the Donkey Saw

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Can Christmas Music Ever Be Cool? The Real Reason Dylan Made the Critics Squirm

By |12.01.11|

It’s time to discuss a topic more divisive than religion, more inflammatory than right versus left or the 99% versus the 1%. A topic that will either make your eyes twinkle or your blood boil.

Christmas music.

There are two distinct camps […]

The Dow of Art: Why Art Still Matters in Our Market-Driven Society

By |11.30.11|

Writer Nova Ren Suma has just published a new essay of mine over at “Distraction No. 99.”

Although the assigned topic was “inspiration,” my piece covers a range of subjects, from library book censorship to the financial stresses of being an […]

“Hugo” Author Brian Selznick Shares 20 Favorite Children’s Books with Gwarlingo

By |11.27.11|

Martin Scorsese’s film adaptation of Brian Selznick’s The Invention of Hugo Cabret is out in theaters today.

Selznick’s remarkable book won the 2008 Caldecott Medal (the first young adult novel to win the award for children’s book illustration), was a finalist for […]

The Sunday Poem: Conrad Hilberry

By |11.26.11|

 

 

 

Negative Space

 

Where the body isn’t – that’s how
dancers know me. Sculptors bend
their clay and steel against

my emptiness. Somehow, though I’m
not giving it a thought, I nudge
a shadow from a twist

of […]

Sol LeWitt’s Advice to Eva Hesse: Don’t Worry About Cool, Make Your Own Uncool

By |11.25.11|

 

 

 

Because I’m surrounded by artists in both my professional and personal life, people often ask me what insights I’ve gained into the creative process.

The unromantic truth is that being an artist in any field is hard work. Because artists need a […]

Thank You Gwarlingo Readers

By |11.22.11|

This Thanksgiving holiday I want to thank all of the friends and readers who have supported me this year during the launch of Gwarlingo. What a year it’s been.

Since the official launch of the site in June, the number of […]

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New York City

By |11.20.11|

I’m not posting The Sunday Poem today because I’m traveling. I will have some great stories to share in the near future from my visit to New York City, including an in-depth studio visit with painter Kim Uchiyama, a photo […]

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Little People in the City: The Street Art of Slinkachu

By |11.17.11|

In recent years the London street art scene has been dominated by the brash, satirical, crowd-pleasing work of Banksy. His 2010 film Exit Through the Gift Shop, which I’ll be writing about in the coming weeks, made Banksy […]

The Sunday Poem: Matthew Dickman

By |11.12.11|

 

 

 

 

 

Lents District

 

Whenever I return a fight breaks out
in the park, someone buys a lottery ticket,
steals a bottle of vodka, lights
a cigarette underneath the overpass.
I-5 rips the neighborhood in half
the way the Willamette rips the […]

Congratulations to Jean Marie Casbarian

By |11.11.11|

Congratulations to Gwarlingo reader Jean Marie Casbarian. She’s the lucky winner of two tickets to see Joseph Keckler perform at La Mama on Saturday night in New York City.

Connecting with new readers is one of the things I […]

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The Sunday Poem: Matthew Yeager

By |11.05.11|

 

 

 

Alarm Clock

 

Cheap black plastic and green digital,

in arm’s reach from a mattress on the floor,

my oldest possession. Surrogate sun in a dormer,

surrogate mother in a fuzzed early form