New Projects and Old Exiles

When you are building a life in absence, what does it mean to be free in exile and imprisoned at home? As a geographer, I’m taught that spaces are never empty, but full of processes and stories yet to be told. That the naming of a space can be the very creation of place. So... Continue Reading →

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Coloring Borders

Some of us are born with the memory of a border. Long before we ever see one on a map. It makes me think Hinduism would have done well in Palestine. Reincarnation could explain it. A past life as reason for the memory at birth. Instead, we settle for inheritance as an explanation. But I... Continue Reading →

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