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by Cem Turgay


Caffeine Reveries
by Shelley Savor


Shape Shifter In The Park

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Taking Notes
by Jeff Jackson



“ Industrial Building “, Beato, Lisbon, 2020.


by Kai Chan

Collage #4, 2021

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The Photograph
coordinated by Kamelia Pezeshki

‘Buried under the ghostberry bush, so her ghost has the white berries to eat while it wanders …’
by Pieter Haagen
Polaroid emulsiontransfer

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by Fiona Smyth

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Poem a Week
by Gary Michael Dault


The Car
enough time
in kitchen curtains
to finish
a cup of tea
to wash
the cups
the car
pulls into
the driveway
all too


by Madeleine Slavick 思樂維


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DOUBLE DOUBLE issue 1210-2021

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CONTENTS: NIGHT OWL SONATA written by Holly Lee (Listening to Lydia Davis) / Lee Ka-sing - Four pieces of photo-based work on paper, 1989


Travelling Palm Snapshots
by Tamara Chatterjee


Canada (November, 2021) – It was a bright sunny, blue sky kind of day with lovely cloud formations, the winter chill had settled in. For most; winter brings optics of snow and ice. For those living in colder climates; one may recognize the burlap cloaked trees are evidence of the changing seasons. For me the shrouded trees are temporary art installations reminiscent of Cristo's wrapped architectural wonders.

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From the Notebooks (2010-2021)
by Gary Michael Dault


From the Notebooks, 2010-2021.
Number 115: Slim Nocturne (Slender Moon with PoplarTree, December 10, 2021)


Leaving Taichung Station
by Bob Black


Leave Before the Lights Come On

“as I wake into my remaining days”—W.S. Merwin

We woke tumbling through the tumescence of the winter light
Chipped upon the sky as the starlings scared past the window,
And spoke of the lyric of loss, the coffee and wine still mapping your cigarette bruised lips, the weather bitemarks on your cheeks, the all of it, damp miasma morning, love

A last letter across the room, disguised as a cocktail recipe, written in smoke liquor and dried cum and a smudge of a green plant, all

And what you had seen and of what had been taken away in the sspun ssound of your blinking heart and how I bowed around the bent r
buckling of my waist, lassoed to your swaying, half asleep


and I spun and trawled until I there was a reawakening, beached on the shore of your hip in the oxbowed river ovyiur hearts alphabet spun in a bread line of black words, flapping in the air between us

igate in the night I chewed upon the night—
shall we speak of crippled friends who took machinery in the mechanics of war of the children we’d lost in the weary approach to one another, though listen to the swaying earth and the ruptured paths through the trees, still
Amid winter, the cutlery light and the listeners, their green tulip heads swaying,

Their hearts breaking in the wind

Decades short, a day penny dug, my finger between your teeth like a hay penny
and the love ones climbing a mountain green as a bruised bolder, your mother soft beside the sea, my father waited to his waist in grift and grief, slow and meticulous as the Meykong: his kisses serpentine all the way from Vientiane to Phnom Penh, and we left one another strands of our hairs under our nails and curled over kitchens damp with loss
All that, and the chicory breeze, scent in the wet fields passing.

shall count myself blessed.
And that remains
What was wizarded and mussdd by the missed sky and distant laugher, cloudhead thunder
atop and amid and abiding
the sky that has no words
That there are no words for that,
Scribble away, scribble away the love
All that we, you and
I love
heels and all.

Heels, shells, bandits and all,
As the door closed, the scuttling and we left before the lights came on
bodies blooming into cotton and we
disappeared from each other
Heels and all,

The long goodbyes, talas
the long pinkshaped chappelchpped loses euthanized,

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80 photographs by Lee Ka-sing, haiku by Gary Michael Dault

80 photographs by Lee Ka-sing, haiku by Gary Michael Dault

isbn: 9781989845202
8x10 inch, 180 pages, softcover, perfect binding, published by OCEAN POUNDS.
CAD$75 (plus tax, shipping)

This book is available for direct order from BLURB


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(About TM series) The earliest piece in TIME MACHINE was made in 2015, whereas most photographs included in this book were created between 2017 to 2019. The original idea was a series of visual studies on objects, photographed with a lens I seldom used, in a minimal way and with least sentimental elements added to it. All I used was existing light. The photograph was completed in a seven and a half inch square, surface mounted on spruce stained in black, with a thickness of one and half inch. An acrylic gel medium was applied as an adhesive agent as well as protection for the surface. The photograph thus became a piece of object. In the larger context I regrouped them organically, and used these individual pieces as vocabularies, or phrases to form a piece of narrative. A selection of photographs were included in the Hong Kong and Toronto exhibitions. I have also collaborated with Gary Michael Dault on some of the work from this series, in which he wrote haiku after the photograph. It has provided a new reading, or another layer to the work. (Lee Ka-sing)

(The book) Exquisitely designed and produced, TIME MACHINE displays eighty black and white photographs; each adorned with a ruminative haiku at the opposite page. Together, image and poem resonate at different frequencies with each other, provoking an electrifying layer of reading experience. The stunning photographs in the TIME MACHINE, paring with perspicacious words by Gary Michael Dault is a wonderful creation, a one-of-a-kind publication; a rare gem to behold and add to one's library.

ebook titles available
Istanbul Postcards (Holly Lee)
The Air is like a Butterfly (Holly Lee)
The Diary of Wonders (Tomio Nitto)
Twenty Twenty (Kai Chan)
CODA (Lee Ka-sing)

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