The third time I go to meet the devil, I pay better attention to the legend and visit on Halloween. The day is either cliché or the deep human instinct that there are times in the year when it is wise to fear.
Not an uncommon winter tale. It goes different ways but always starts the same: Two men, friends since childhood, still young and strong, lose their way in a snowstorm that they believed they could out-ski. Night falls; they don’t return to...
The dead, the missing, harbingers, the unfulfilled: They’re all here. We conceived this issue around a story that ultimately never materialized, though, fittingly, its anticipated presence attracted other pieces that fell into place—from...
In my photographic practice, I work with various technologies in order to engage with certain histories. For years now, I have been focused on a particular history—that of my grandfather, Grigoriy Lipkin, and his brother, Naum, both of whom...
The email was innocuous enough. A woman wrote to me explaining how her partner had been talking about my work and how much he’d enjoyed it—in particular, he’d remembered me giving a TEDx talk about ghosts and hauntings. He’d tried to show...
