Let me start by saying that all I really want to put out there with this post is that I came to a conclusion that probably most have arrived by now, meaning that, in the experience of love – and while caring for those we love – all that is guaranteed is that we’ll fail.…
Read MoreGrief and metal: all we want to do is breathe
It’s been seven days as I write this. Luva, one of the family dogs, left this world. The circumstances are still hard to process and detailing them is still not an option. I think part of the trauma that settled in was potentiated by having to deal with the possibility of loosing all my canine…
Read MoreMy dog died a dying death
It’s a new year and I’m back at Nihilsentimentalgia with the usual suspects: photography and death. No surprises there. My oldest dog, Ghost, died last week. To be fair, I killed him. As I made the choice I thought I’d have to assist him in his last breath. That decision led to the creation of…
Read More┐ Oleg Kulik, the “it”, the “his” and the “I” dog └
“A man is an animal first of all. And then he is a Social animal, Political animal and so on. I am an Art animal, that’s why, spectator, I need your physical and psychological efforts to make sense.” Oleg Kulik © Oleg Kulik, Mad Dog Performance (photographs), 1994 © Oleg Kulik, I bite America and…
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