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Fragile Connections
Yuriko Yamaguchi’s studio feels like a tree house. A highly regarded conceptual sculptor whose work hangs in numerous galleries and museums, Yamaguchi works in a space above the garage of her suburban Virginia house. She occasionally takes tea breaks on a small deck attached to the high-ceilinged room, gazing out at the thick, trail-threaded woods...
R.I.P. Ernesto
This is Ernesto's story.
I don't know where it begins because I didn't know him then. When we met, Ernesto was an old man, a veteran of the streets around my South Beach apartment but clearly once an indoor cat — his front claws had been clipped. Someone had pushed him out and closed the door for good...
Green Tide
Just as the sun was reaching its highest point in the sky, Lou Greenwell realized he could see again. During a morning spent paddling across Blackwater Sound just off Key Largo, Greenwell, 70 years old, had begun to wonder if there was any end to the shadowy mass that stretched in every direction across the once-transparent waters...
The New Pornographer
As a boy, Mikey Butders dreamed of distant galaxies. From the window of his family's apartment in Queens, the night sky was a hazy fantasy swirling above the fluorescent wash of street lights. Butders would go there someday, he told himself, and float untethered through the blackness...
Tropical Splendor
Deep shades of lapis lazuli and electric turquoise undulate to the horizon in every direction. Little mangrove islands vibrate in the steady trade winds. Pelicans dive, tucking back their wings an instant before pounding the water. In the distance, specks of white — herons — creep across the seascape. Here, on the southernmost inhabited island in the United States, in the middle of a national wildlife refuge, David Wolkowsky is having lunch...