Journal

By Ines Keane Picture forty people lying face down on a frame thirty metres wide, pulled slowly across a field […]

By Rafe Calder A small glazed child with an umbrella started as a drawing on a postcard. Here is the

By Isla Quinn A knot. A pull of cotton at the waist. Somebody always says the bow on a dirndl

By Porter Lang Start with a warning that is also the point. Printen are meant to be hard. Or soft.

By Porter Lang Before the history, the thing a buyer trips over. A well-known brand, same scale, and yet one

By Isla Quinn The crust is the clue. Dark mahogany, a little shine, a bite that gives way before it

By Ines Keane Look at the stamp on a pencil. HB, 2B, 4H. Three letters and a number, and yet

By Porter Lang Start with the label. Then ask where the pig, the cure, the smoke and the knife were.

By Rafe Calder Gräfenroda has about three thousand people. It also has a claim to one of the most recognisable

By Isla Quinn Chalk. Straw. A picture a night. Before there was cardboard, there were children counting. Before the printing