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Coming soon: TIS artist’s books
Here’s a first look at “Fair copy,” a collaboration between Asako Oono (drawings) and Tim Carpenter (photographs). It’s just one of the small-edition artist’s books that we’ll have on hand at the New York Art Book Fair next weekend. Come and see us to check it out!
[He is alive, this morning--], Rebecca Hazelton
Hushed footsteps - this is fresh snow - new to me, to the world, even the streetlights lose their buzz, and cone the street, silent. Insulated against cold, against sound, I am zipped secure in my downy coat, and I can barely feel your hand on my back, lightly touching, ready to catch me if I slip.
I am new to love, to the world, vain in the glory of it-
even the snow is for us, the quiet streets at three A.M., the hum in my head from vodka, from a party
in which no one (everyone) knew we were, secretly, fucking - and do you know, in this
moment, that I have already decided, or as much as I can, stumbling, resigned myself, If this doesn't work, I quit, not knowing if I mean love, or life, or or.
It's New Year's or it's new, the year is unspooling, and history grasps us tighter, this small part.
[The Robin is the One], Rebecca Hazelton
The childhood I remember has never happened, elided as it is.
Rather than correct it, I obscure long stretches, bowdlerizing in particular instances of passion in my nascent adolescence.
It's how I can pretend away such a common beginning, tidy up the messy house I lived in, home it into something easy listening and gentle, obliterate the walls that hid nothing of my parents' rages. Erase the boys I kissed before you.
