»On an afternoon after one of the monthly fellows dinners, Clara and I discussed customs, habits, feelings, that survive from the day before.«
I’ve been trying to get to a particular place in this city for as long as I can remember, but no one will take me. – Solitude Atlas from Beirut/Lebanon
»I live in Los Angeles. After ten years, the landscape, weather, and light feel strange to me, but I can see that I have a good life here.«
I stand looking into a field on the edge of Kerry at three cows curling their tongues around grass. – Solitude Atlas from Kerry/Ireland
What does »home« mean to today’s itinerant artist? Texan writer Josh Edwards on his project »Architecture for Travelers.«
Activists Tomislav Medak and Marcell Mars about the crisis of a social institution and the dream of Public Library in the age of Internet.
Literature and performing arts fellows of Solitude left their usual working routines and joined an author collective to read »bad.«
»When I returned to the Akademie, I ran into Karsten Krause sitting at one of the tables out back, and we had a conversation about what I had seen.«
When Annemarie Ni Churreáin, poet and writer from Ireland, came to Solitude as a fellow she had with her a carefully prepared work schedule, but then the unexpected happened.
Kinga Tóth uses the forms and methods of children to express themselves in her poems and drawings and tells us dark stories about fears, abuse, and dominancy.
JAK ist ein Experiment, JAK ist eine Einladung, JAK ist eine Lesart. – Demian Bern & Hamed Taheri im Interview