Sometimes some truths are too severe to live on the page, or in a song, or in a heart. Hence, metaphor can create a merciful sense of distance from the cruel idea, or the unspeakable truth, and allow it to exist within us as a kind of poetic radiance, as a work of art.
Nick Cave, Red Hand Files, 2022
… trying to be normal with the children & concentrate on their needs (is desperately hard)—they are quite relaxed & are only waiting it seems, for me to be the same.
Christine to her sister Marian, 1969
From spring through to autumn, between about 3.30 and 4.30 in the afternoon, a small, weather-beaten greenhouse, polycarbonate walls patched with tape, glows with a golden light, translucent and diffuse, holding leaf, stem and looping tendril in a kind of heliotropic suspension before the sun dips behind the fence line and the night weighs in. ‘It is like you are walking into another world,’ says photographer Bridgit Anderson.
This light suffuses , a series of photographic images taken by Anderson in
