Published on Mondays, with columns by Artist and Writer. Published since 2002, an Ocean and Pounds publication
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Coronaspeak
a poem by Holly Lee
WFH
Miss Rona
drivecationing
Southern Virginia
in VR
Coronalusioning
more zoom parties
quarantini with friends
locktail hours never end
In her zoom-room
at her isodesk
with a coronarita
from the isobar
wearing her latest fashion
masquerade mask and costume
remove social difference
Keep the social distance
but PPE
couldn't keep
zoom-bombing
There’s no PPE
to protect
zumping
covidivorcing
coronajobloss
cornteens to get
covid-15
day and night
doom-scrolling
boomers
zoomers
millennials
coronials
no one’s exempted
from corona-waltzing
April 27, 2020
Some Trees
by Malgorzata Wolak Dault
Number 19
If I were thinking of the trees as musical instruments, I would see the willow as a harp.
Domestic-life-colour-book
by Lee Ka-sing
Greenwood
by Kai Chan
DOUBLE DOUBLE: Box-in-a-Valise
“The future of museums is inside our own homes”
A quote from A Modest Manifesto For Museums (the last point out of 11), from the book The Innocence of Objects by Orhan Pamuk. We were so inspired. In fact, we went to Istanbul in October 2018 to visit his museum.
About half a year ago, when we were working on the archives of our work for the past forty years, we picked up the idea of bringing it into an exhibition - to build a portable, personal museum gathering work from the earlier days, to mix with new and recent pieces, an exhibition that can travel. This idea, of course, sprang also from Duchamp’s Boîte-en-valise, a series of reproductions of works by himself tucked neatly in a suitcase, and which, he had personally produced 22 variant editions. In our humble case, the box - the first venue of our project, is our home. And as time goes by, variant editions will be generated for different locations.
Exhibition will be launched on May 1, 2020 as planned, and running through September 30. Due to covid-19, exhibition will not be opened to the public until further notice.
However, some of the exhibits will be displayed online in the beginning of May, and a number of publications will be released in connection with the exhibition. More information will be updated at this page - http://doubledouble.org/dd2020
You can also follow our Facebook page - https://facebook.com/doubledouble.org
CHEEZ
by Fiona Smyth
Travelling Palm Snapshots
by Tamara Chatterjee
Uzbekistan (November, 2019) – We walked past a rather intriguing facade several times, but failed to realize the magic inside. After several days and building curiosity, we finally found ourselves inside the Gilamar Carpet Museum. While the aging structure showed signs of generational restoration; as we looked up towards the cupola, evidence of the former mosque was apparent. While I have a rather profound love of carpets, I was drawn to the reinvented geometry adorning the ceiling.
Caffeine Reveries
by Shelley Savor
Bridge
Adjacency, Series Two
written by Gary Michael Dault
based on photogaph by Lee Ka-sing
(Photograph by Lee Ka-sing: - Chair and Fruits)
Number 31
What Would You Rather Hear (I'm Just Asking)?
what
would you
rather hear?
the short sound
of an apple
on a plate
or the long sound
of a tree limb
falling all day
to the ground?
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From the Notebooks (2010-2020)
by Gary Michael Dault
From the Notebooks, 2010-2020.
Number 30: Virus Moon and Cloud Over Water
ProTesT
by Cem Turgay
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