Before the Gym: Forgotten Body-Movement Arts of the Old World
I have a confession. I find gyms a little strange. The fluorescent lights, the low grunt of effort punctuated by the clang of metal, the […]
I have a confession. I find gyms a little strange. The fluorescent lights, the low grunt of effort punctuated by the clang of metal, the […]
The narrative of female economic power has, for the most part, followed a familiar and celebratory script. We laud the “girlboss” scaling the corporate ladder, […]
It happens in a garage on a Saturday morning. Two friends, let’s call them Mark and David, are running on an antique bike. For lengthy […]
It’s a quiet afternoon in a park in Xi’an, not a long way from the silent, imposing terracotta military guarding China’s first emperor. But right […]
I actually have a small, worn-out cardboard shield at the top of my closet. Inside are the physical fragments of my past: a bundle of […]
I take into account standing on a cliffside as a toddler, the salt spray stinging my face, watching a gull dangle immobile in the air. […]
I don’t forget the load of the coin in my small hand. It turned into a Saturday morning, and the air in the open-air marketplace […]
We learn that history is narrative. It is the master tale spun from chronicles, carved into stone, written in textbooks, and saved in national archives. […]
We inhabit an age of colossal solutions. We’re advised to repair our mental well-being with a radical new diet, a 90-minute-a-day meditation routine, an online […]
We are familiar with the four pillars of a typical review. We discuss plot—the events in order, the “what” of the thing. We break down […]
You’ve smelled it before. That particular, acrid sweetness of paper curling in flame—the Library of Alexandria, maybe, or a novel left too close to a […]
It’s March. A lawn warbler sits immobile on a reed in southern Germany. The sun has dipped beneath the horizon. Stars are out, but the […]
For twenty years, I carried two bags. One becomes a camera bag, worn and weathered, filled with lenses that had visible savannahs and rainforests. The […]
For over fifteen years, I’ve worked in the delicate space between childlike wonder and biological reality. My career, spanning zoological education, wildlife rehabilitation, and designing […]
For twenty-five years, my boots have been muddy. They’ve trodden the sodden peat of vanishing bathrooms, crunched the desiccating soil of encroaching deserts, and slipped […]
For over twenty years, my life has been framed via the sound of snapping twigs in dense rainforests, the misty blow of a whale in […]