Category: Visual Arts
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Sunday Comics
Number fifty-four, the house with the bamboo door…A bamboo roof and bamboo walls, they’ve even got a bamboo floor. I’m-a telling you, when you’re blue — well, there’s a lot to do. Read the Sunday Comics!
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Encounters with Anonymous: Ars Brevis, Vita Longa
Omar Willey returns to thinking about art via anonymous photographs in his latest column.
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Sunday Comics
Talking like a jerk, except you are an actual jerk and living proof that Sunday Comics are mean. Present company expect it, they just laugh it off; it’s better than it seems.
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Sunday Comics
In a Sunday drizzle on Cuban heels, I rowed down the gutter to the blood bank and I’d left all my Comics on the Ticonderoga and was in a bad need of a shave.
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Sunday Comics
The sun kisses the morning dew, just the way that I’m kissing you. The Sunday Comics are sweet harmony, teaching the free world how to be free.
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Sunday Comics
I like to hide behind my glasses when I feel uptight. I like to hide behind my glasses when I’m reading the Sunday Comics — so I can give you all dirty looks and you won’t know what I’m thinking.
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Sunday Comics
But I have heard of ways where people topple all injustice…and all bigotry is like a disease drowned in the sea, and all can read the Sunday Comics
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Sunday Comics
Our Sunday turns on a Comics stream, gut with no mosquito bite. Rabid kisses in a dream, still we can’t escape the site. There’s no sleep for fury eyes.
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Sunday Comics
Our love is the size of these Comics on Sunday; our love is the size of this hospital room, you’re my hospital groom. The ring on my finger so tight it turns blue — a constant reminder I’ll die in this room, if you die…
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Densho’s Online Photo Collection: Occupation-Era Japan—and Japanese-American Internment
Ted Akimoto’s photos document the postwar occupation of Japan and Korea — and are free to use at Densho. Nevin Thompson writes.
