December 23, 2016

In Errata We Excavate Our Interiors

By Rosebud Ben-Oni

    As you read this, a spacecraft pulsing out earthly recordings reaches interstellar space—beyond the Sun’s influence. It carries earthquake & surf. Tree frogs. Heart & Morse Code. —”Errata,” […]

December 10, 2015

Notes on Love and Violence, Part 3

By Rosebud Ben-Oni

“There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.” —Albert Einstein   (1) […]

November 19, 2015

Notes on Love and Violence

By Rosebud Ben-Oni

‘Time does not change us. It just unfolds us.’ — Max Frisch (1) My mother did not like me hanging around outside: to stand on a street corner any day, […]

October 13, 2015

Stranger in the Midrahov: On Forgiveness

By Rosebud Ben-Oni

I think artists have a strange sense of happiness. It’s always a little painful. There’s an ache to touch something untouchable, but when we do, it disrupts, shakes, the borders […]

October 5, 2015

The Silence of Syrian Rue

By Rosebud Ben-Oni

Love is not the last room. There are others along the long corridor that has no end.   —“On the Wall of a House,” Yehuda Amichai   Yael lived in […]