Mohan Rana: Cartographer of the Space Between
A few months ago, I had a call from Mohan Rana. His calls tend to come out of the blue:
Category: For itself
Because I am involved in humankind
A little over 30 years ago—in May 1989 to be exact—the Communist authorities in Hungary began to dismantle the barbed
Memory becomes history.
Can there be anything left to say about the Shoah? Surely every story has been heard, every angle covered, every
Glacial advances
The dreadful killing of George Floyd has further consciousness of Black Lives Matter as an idea, a movement and an
Thinking about white privilege
My father, Robert, was born in Salonica (Thessaloniki, in Northern Greece) in 1927. His father, Isaac, was a doctor, while
Talking Until Nightfall
‘I have confidence in life, which I love. I have confidence in my own body, far more intelligent than us
Worn-out shoes
In the autumn of 1945, in the broken months after the end of the Second World War, Natalia Ginzburg was
Invisible city
The window in front of my desk looks onto a bank with a hedge of hazel, ash and hawthorn. At
This changes everything
Sometimes, change is extraordinarily sudden. The first case of coronavirus appeared in China on 19 November 2019. It reached Italy
The continuing validity of community development
In preparation for a visit to meet Northern Heartlands in County Durham, I’ve been reading about their community projects and artists’ residencies,
