Words from Kuujjuaq, Nunavik

It’s ok to feel intimidated by that first name of hers, Inuk language families are largely foreign to Western tongues. Taqralik (tuk-rul-ick) is from the extreme north of Quebec, Kuujjuaq to be exact, but she now lives in Montreal. She’s been writing and performing for over 6 years and 4 of her tracks can be heard on her myspace. Her performances are right up there with Zachary Schomburg in quality and tone. I’ve probably listened... Read More

Chicago, ILL 4840 miles // Zach’s Road

I found a group of hollowed-out opera singers growing trees inside themselves. They were all wearing red flannel. When I looked inside one, there was a perfectly functional ecosystem, some birds, some fire. When I looked inside another, there was a smaller opera singer, and inside him was a lumberjack, sharply dressed, hollowing out a tree. Excerpt from The Man Suit by Zachary Schomburg. This is a small piece of one of my favorites from Mr. Schomburg.... Read More

Lewisburg, PENN 3960 Miles // Zach’s Road

First of all Zach is moving very quickly. In the past week he’s bounced from Queens to Atlantic City, Princeton to Philly. I love the mix of images here. Zach seems like one who would casually sip coffee at a cemetery. There was a time in my life when I lived in the burbs that I took my lunches at a local graveyard. It was nice, quiet, and heavy. The 10% that was creepy/odd is what kept me coming back. My friends humored me one hot summer... Read More

St. Louis 2326 Miles // Zach’s Road

I found a black hole behind the abandoned hotel. When I pushed you into it you just kept falling right there at its infinite lip. You looked like the second hand of a clock without a clock. You looked like an arm uncrossing. OOOOOOOOOO OOO That’s the sound you made. Excerpt from Scary, No Scary by Zachary Schomburg. Info about this road-borne poetry series here. Zach is in the midwest, I really love the self-portraits he’s been taking.... Read More

Denver 1446 Miles // Zach’s Road

I suppose I should tell you I’ve finally been fired from the globe factory. I’d been putting beaches in North Dakota for two months. Before that, it was mountains. When I was on map duty, I put a fairground next to our neighborhood. I thought it would help. I could have spent an entire week there painting your face. Remember when I took you to see Kansas City? That was Omaha. Excerpt from The Man Suit, by Zachary Schomburg. Let me explain... Read More