I do something with things that, in the normal world, gets called “upcycling,” but in the psychic world — the one that works 24/7 behind our backs — is a very slow attempt to repair certain micro-fractures in our tolerance for being ourselves. Because it’s precisely there, in the space between “an object” and “living with that object,” that the whole drama takes place: the small, barely perceptible movements thanks to which a person stops feeling so painfully disposable. Upcycling — a nice, eco-friendly word — is here more like a kind of emotional lamination, layering on meaning so we don’t leak through.

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  • Bo Trzej Królowie —Kacper, Melchior i Baltazar — nie byli pasterzami ani „prostymi ludźmi”. Byli elitą: wykształconą, wpływową, zorientowaną w systemach wiedzy swojej epoki. Astrologami. Uczonymi. Ludźmi, którzy wiedzieli, jak działa świat — przynajmniej ten, który da się opisać.I właśnie dlatego ich gest jest tak radykalny. Nie byli wewnątrz tej religii To jest pierwszy fakt,…

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This is a curated selection of letters that left a mark on the world, on someone’s life, or just in the margins of time.

Each is transcribed with care and respect for the medium that first carried it: the typewritten page.