Elena Karina Byrne: Marlene Dumas : World Evil is Banal
I stood up, willed for nothing. I looked into this liquid mirror until she
looked back & remembered me holding out the scissors like albatross wings
October 16, 2019 · Leave a comment
Elena Karina Byrne: Reality may still be unacceptable Gerhard Richter
A Repeating Dream I’m Belly-Down at Eleven
beneath barbwire like bedsprings during night-climbs
September 2, 2019 · 1 Comment
Elena Karina Byrne: Vanessa Beecroft’s Bodies Multiply
a sentence you recognize full of other sentences giving birth out of
thinning air and the need to be heard when the news has just dropped
the next dummy bomb (dummy picture included)
July 1, 2019 · Leave a comment
Elena Karina Byrne: Artist Sophie Calle, now take care of yourself
No one gets to be happy here unless happy means Pain
is exquisite, if you let it.
May 6, 2019 · Leave a comment
Elena Karina Byrne: At age 6 Marina Abramović began living with her parents
and I, wanting a live white mouse, not a false rabbit fur one hung by its tail from the pet store, to be dragged by our cat’s claws in a … Continue reading
March 6, 2019 · Leave a comment
