Someone Kept Speaking
Few people in Prešov still enter the Orthodox synagogue for the purpose it was built for. Most who cross its threshold today do so only on occasions like this one. A concert.
The
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The Fourth Ingredient
Pu-erh tea. Parmigiano Reggiano. Soy sauce. Prosciutto di Parma.
At first glance, they do not have much in common. They were created in different countries, under different climates and within different cultures.
Some Landscapes Are Not Places. They Are Habits.
One day, this meadow will become a forest again.
Unless someone keeps bringing animals here to graze.
Why again?
Because the forest was here long before the meadow. Since the end of the
Where Is the Sound of Our Time?
Before an organ can fill a church with sound, someone must teach it how to speak.
It is in the voicing room of the BIES organ workshop in Hranovnica that an instrument’s
The Alchemy of the Canopy
Small, glistening droplets sometimes appear on the plants beneath a silver fir forest. They look like dew, but they are not. Bees seek them out with greater urgency than the nectar of many