Still Life, Never Still
Karen Ingram
It’s August and another humid day in Rockaway Beach—I’m grateful for the ocean breeze. I’m in my bungalow sitting at my kitchen table bent over a Petri dish.
TBA
Harpreet Sareen
I imagine that over the next decade humans will form a kind of symbiosis with the plant kingdom where bioengineered plants change colors to signal the presence of pollutants in the air, land, and waterways.
