All images from Het gouden uur, 2019, fineliner and pigmentmarker on bleedproof paper, 21 x 29,7cm
Courtesy: Fiona Lutjenhuis
Published in Extra Extra No 14
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WE WHO STAYED
‘[…] that my want for another body arrived, first, with the knowledge that it could not be.’ – T Fleischmann The city is open like a wound.
Short Story
DOG
I was feeling so tense that I just stayed in my seat most of the time. It was the middle of the night and my plane was delayed for…
