67P/Churyumov-Gerasimenko / John Martin, The Great Day of His Wrath 1850.
Bittersweet
On the wall next to the bed – right about where a 5-year-old’s gaze would meet the plaster – a small section had been patiently worked away.
A Personal History of Soviet Space Exploration
‘I told them, don’t be afraid, I am a Soviet like you, who has descended from space and I must find a telephone to call Moscow.’
Uncanny Pop: The Iconography of Philjames
‘what tha?’
No Articulate Resonance
“There is no articulate resonance. The common problem, I suppose, is to have more to say than vocabulary and syntax…
Death of An Artist
Good morning Australia, you’re all going to die.
West of the Divide
Too much was never quite enough…
Mental Time Travel
“To think positively about our prospects, we must first be able to imagine ourselves in the future. Optimism starts with…
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