Fatimah asghar biography of rory

  • In this heartrending, lyrical debut work of fiction, Fatimah Asghar traces the intense bond of three orphaned siblings who, after their parents die, are left to.
  • LONGLISTED FOR THE NATIONAL BOOK AWARD FOR FICTION 2022In this heartrending, lyrical debut work of fiction, Fatimah Asghar traces the.
  • Rory comes from a religious household and is afraid of facing the same disapproval that my narrator has encountered.
  • Facing Hyperreality

    Francisco Marques-Teixeira

    Francisco Marques-Teixeira is a neuroscientist and the founder of MuLabs, a Lisbon-based start-up that blends the latest developments in neuroscience with art. MuLabs processes brain information in real time and feeds it into a digital or physical interface. Through this representation of their thoughts via biometric art, users can better understand how they react to the world and learn how to transform their minds.

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    Carlotta Premazzi

    Carlotta Premazzi is a Lisbon-based artist and designer. Her research deals with the analysis of the mutagenic properties of the collective person in relation to new technologies and various ideological systems imposed by the dominant culture, as well as the individual. The imaginary is expressed by video, installation, and real-time performance, including her collaboration with MuLabs’ Voxel Cube at Further Lisbon.

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    Pauline Foessel

    Pauline Foessel is a curator and entrepreneur who shaped her understanding of the global art landscape as a director at art institutions, galleries, and studios. She is the founder of Artpool, which harnesses blockchain technology to creat

    In a book-club meet up recently I was reminded that lots of people, even extremely well read and clever people, feel like they need some kind of special knowledge or language to be able to talk about poetry. But I think what I love about poetry (and all art basically) is that you don’t have to have special anything for a poem to say something wonderful to you (or confronting, or funny, or unexpected, or thrilling). I chose these particular poems because they simply stuck with me for reasons I’m not sure of. They all contain certain images that attached themselves to the walls of my internal world and now I stroll past them on my daily rounds and they make me pause and think. I like that about poetry. Poems are like the tequila shots of the literary world: potent, dizzying, give you a buzz. And the good stuff is head and shoulders above most of the other options on the shelf.


    ‘Feagaiga/ Covenant’, Tusiata Avia
    I chose this poem because I heard Tusiata read it (I can’t remember where) and the image of siblings knitting themselves together, interlocking their pyjamas, just, I can’t explain it, it nailed me. It made me want to cry and be joyously grateful at the same time. Something about it spoke to what being a sibling is and it made m

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