c.c. o'hanlon
@ccohanlon.bsky.social
vagabond. sea-dweller. diarist. wreck.
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"So here is us, on the raggedy edge."
– from the film Serenity (2005)
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"So here is us, on the raggedy edge."
– from the film Serenity (2005)
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Raft in a field, awaiting
the seasonal rains.
Stork, ibis: aristocrats
of the wind.
.
The puppeteer,
tired now, sleeps under
the stairs, her
treasures hidden
behind a trap-door.
Tin box of sandal beads,
paisa coin, kumkum,
and a sticky tamarind ball.
the seasonal rains.
Stork, ibis: aristocrats
of the wind.
.
The puppeteer,
tired now, sleeps under
the stairs, her
treasures hidden
behind a trap-door.
Tin box of sandal beads,
paisa coin, kumkum,
and a sticky tamarind ball.
February 8, 2026 at 2:24 PM
Raft in a field, awaiting
the seasonal rains.
Stork, ibis: aristocrats
of the wind.
.
The puppeteer,
tired now, sleeps under
the stairs, her
treasures hidden
behind a trap-door.
Tin box of sandal beads,
paisa coin, kumkum,
and a sticky tamarind ball.
the seasonal rains.
Stork, ibis: aristocrats
of the wind.
.
The puppeteer,
tired now, sleeps under
the stairs, her
treasures hidden
behind a trap-door.
Tin box of sandal beads,
paisa coin, kumkum,
and a sticky tamarind ball.
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The river meanders,
blurs into blue hills,
darkens beneath a cloud.
.
Blood ties severed,
now you are
my only relation.
blurs into blue hills,
darkens beneath a cloud.
.
Blood ties severed,
now you are
my only relation.
February 8, 2026 at 1:57 PM
The river meanders,
blurs into blue hills,
darkens beneath a cloud.
.
Blood ties severed,
now you are
my only relation.
blurs into blue hills,
darkens beneath a cloud.
.
Blood ties severed,
now you are
my only relation.
Six months ago: sunrise sou'west of the Gulf of Cagliari, Sardinia, motoring through calm waters after a 330-mile, open sea passage from Ibiza.
February 13, 2026 at 8:08 AM
Six months ago: sunrise sou'west of the Gulf of Cagliari, Sardinia, motoring through calm waters after a 330-mile, open sea passage from Ibiza.
Count us among those who are lost to this world:
that’s the caravan we’re travelling with.
-Mir Taqi Mir
(tr. Ranjit Hoskote)
that’s the caravan we’re travelling with.
-Mir Taqi Mir
(tr. Ranjit Hoskote)
February 12, 2026 at 7:56 PM
Count us among those who are lost to this world:
that’s the caravan we’re travelling with.
-Mir Taqi Mir
(tr. Ranjit Hoskote)
that’s the caravan we’re travelling with.
-Mir Taqi Mir
(tr. Ranjit Hoskote)
not waving, drowning...
I emailed someone I hadn’t heard from for a while. I told him it felt like the threads of our thirty-year friendship were fraying.
“No lost threads here,” he wrote back. “Just complex dynamics.” I got the hint. I won’t write again.
I emailed someone I hadn’t heard from for a while. I told him it felt like the threads of our thirty-year friendship were fraying.
“No lost threads here,” he wrote back. “Just complex dynamics.” I got the hint. I won’t write again.
February 12, 2026 at 12:16 AM
not waving, drowning...
I emailed someone I hadn’t heard from for a while. I told him it felt like the threads of our thirty-year friendship were fraying.
“No lost threads here,” he wrote back. “Just complex dynamics.” I got the hint. I won’t write again.
I emailed someone I hadn’t heard from for a while. I told him it felt like the threads of our thirty-year friendship were fraying.
“No lost threads here,” he wrote back. “Just complex dynamics.” I got the hint. I won’t write again.
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"When you hear music, after it's over, it's gone, in the air. You can never capture it again."
— Eric Dolphy
youtu.be/LwaH3-xcFpg?...
— Eric Dolphy
youtu.be/LwaH3-xcFpg?...
Eric Dolphy Interview (April 10th, 1964)
YouTube video by The Jazz Estate
youtu.be
February 11, 2026 at 6:35 PM
"When you hear music, after it's over, it's gone, in the air. You can never capture it again."
— Eric Dolphy
youtu.be/LwaH3-xcFpg?...
— Eric Dolphy
youtu.be/LwaH3-xcFpg?...
The damp days persist in Rome, my Oklahoma-born wife's excuse for chicken burritos (with melted cheese, guacamole, and chili tomato salsa) for breakfast.
February 11, 2026 at 11:53 AM
The damp days persist in Rome, my Oklahoma-born wife's excuse for chicken burritos (with melted cheese, guacamole, and chili tomato salsa) for breakfast.
"...the Chinese authorities censored his exhibitions, erased his online presence, demolished his studio, confiscated his passport for years, and detained him...As the artist has said himself: “Censorship is saying: ‘I’m the one who says the last sentence. Whatever you say, the conclusion is mine.’”
Megaphones Made of Silence: Ai Weiwei at Odds With Power
In response to Ai Weiwei’s art, the Chinese authorities censored his exhibitions, erased his online presence, demolished his studio, confiscated his passport for years, and detained him. Attempts to m...
www.counterpunch.org
February 11, 2026 at 8:37 AM
"...the Chinese authorities censored his exhibitions, erased his online presence, demolished his studio, confiscated his passport for years, and detained him...As the artist has said himself: “Censorship is saying: ‘I’m the one who says the last sentence. Whatever you say, the conclusion is mine.’”
Look...
A video collage — shot and edited by our son, Finn O'Hanlon — during our voyage across the Western Mediterranean, from Andalucia, Spain, to southern Sardinia, last summer.
www.instagram.com/p/DUl1r5OjRWD/
A video collage — shot and edited by our son, Finn O'Hanlon — during our voyage across the Western Mediterranean, from Andalucia, Spain, to southern Sardinia, last summer.
www.instagram.com/p/DUl1r5OjRWD/
February 10, 2026 at 9:54 PM
Look...
A video collage — shot and edited by our son, Finn O'Hanlon — during our voyage across the Western Mediterranean, from Andalucia, Spain, to southern Sardinia, last summer.
www.instagram.com/p/DUl1r5OjRWD/
A video collage — shot and edited by our son, Finn O'Hanlon — during our voyage across the Western Mediterranean, from Andalucia, Spain, to southern Sardinia, last summer.
www.instagram.com/p/DUl1r5OjRWD/
Reposted by c.c. o'hanlon
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At a certain age talk no longer serves. You can only learn or teach. To learn would, in fact, be best. But who can teach an old man? He has to teach himself, or vanish.
-Umberto Saba
(tr. Cid Corman)
-Umberto Saba
(tr. Cid Corman)
February 4, 2026 at 2:17 AM
At a certain age talk no longer serves. You can only learn or teach. To learn would, in fact, be best. But who can teach an old man? He has to teach himself, or vanish.
-Umberto Saba
(tr. Cid Corman)
-Umberto Saba
(tr. Cid Corman)
I am finding it hard to adjust to the idea of settlement, of 'fixedness'. I feel like my wife and I are crossing an arid no-man's-land towards entirely unfamiliar territory and as each day passes, my emotional disarray deepens.
February 9, 2026 at 6:27 PM
I am finding it hard to adjust to the idea of settlement, of 'fixedness'. I feel like my wife and I are crossing an arid no-man's-land towards entirely unfamiliar territory and as each day passes, my emotional disarray deepens.
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watching this essay on hiromix, i remember coming of age on the internet of the early 2000s, learning to make art, to express and document in a self created digital world felt so limitless in its possibilities. our space and our voices were our own, and the world felt so big.
How a Teenager Changed Photography
YouTube video by out here.
youtu.be
February 2, 2026 at 1:36 AM
watching this essay on hiromix, i remember coming of age on the internet of the early 2000s, learning to make art, to express and document in a self created digital world felt so limitless in its possibilities. our space and our voices were our own, and the world felt so big.
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Today I am prepared to concede that the world is all kinds of fucked up and optimism is somewhat hard to find.
February 6, 2026 at 8:02 AM
Today I am prepared to concede that the world is all kinds of fucked up and optimism is somewhat hard to find.
A slow day working through the logistics and costs of hauling Wrack out for a refit and moving ashore for a 'motionless' life.
I'm finding it hard, even if worsening poverty and health compel it.
I'm finding it hard, even if worsening poverty and health compel it.
February 7, 2026 at 5:37 PM
A slow day working through the logistics and costs of hauling Wrack out for a refit and moving ashore for a 'motionless' life.
I'm finding it hard, even if worsening poverty and health compel it.
I'm finding it hard, even if worsening poverty and health compel it.
Superwoman, Via della Luce, Trastevere, Rome, 2021.
February 7, 2026 at 7:35 AM
Superwoman, Via della Luce, Trastevere, Rome, 2021.
Wake to rain warnings for Rome (from the Italian Air Force National Meteorological Service) and grimy, scuffed-looking stratus cloud drifting in from the west.
I'm not getting out of bed.
I'm not getting out of bed.
February 7, 2026 at 7:05 AM
Wake to rain warnings for Rome (from the Italian Air Force National Meteorological Service) and grimy, scuffed-looking stratus cloud drifting in from the west.
I'm not getting out of bed.
I'm not getting out of bed.
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"'I gather flowers on the brink of subsistence,” wrote
Walter Benjamin from Ibiza in 1933.
It was the beginningof years he spent as a refugee which ended on the Spanishborder in 1940, when he took his own life rather than be returned to occupied France."
Walter Benjamin from Ibiza in 1933.
It was the beginningof years he spent as a refugee which ended on the Spanishborder in 1940, when he took his own life rather than be returned to occupied France."
What was Benjamin’s line (that I used to call Mourid Barghouti the Brinkman in Midnight Intro) about picking flowers on the brink?
And then also in Wong Kar Wai’s Days of Bring Wild that snatched stolen minute of broken down (dirty) utopian possibility, to act?!
What a beautiful poem🙏🌼
And then also in Wong Kar Wai’s Days of Bring Wild that snatched stolen minute of broken down (dirty) utopian possibility, to act?!
What a beautiful poem🙏🌼
I will share and share and share this poem until we all flower.
January 21, 2026 at 7:48 PM
"'I gather flowers on the brink of subsistence,” wrote
Walter Benjamin from Ibiza in 1933.
It was the beginningof years he spent as a refugee which ended on the Spanishborder in 1940, when he took his own life rather than be returned to occupied France."
Walter Benjamin from Ibiza in 1933.
It was the beginningof years he spent as a refugee which ended on the Spanishborder in 1940, when he took his own life rather than be returned to occupied France."
Late night reading: Scratch Music (1972) by the late British composer, Cornelius Cardew.
February 6, 2026 at 2:44 AM
Late night reading: Scratch Music (1972) by the late British composer, Cornelius Cardew.
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"Cowell envisioned a more expansive approach to composition: 'A notation should express the sound to the eye w/ [as much] graphical perfection as possible.'... Cowell’s ideas gained favor among his students at the New School, [incldg] John Cage and Earle Brown, who helped pioneer the graphic score"
Sight and Sound, by Olivia Giovetti
The political possibilities of graphic notation
harpers.org
January 27, 2026 at 2:25 PM
"Cowell envisioned a more expansive approach to composition: 'A notation should express the sound to the eye w/ [as much] graphical perfection as possible.'... Cowell’s ideas gained favor among his students at the New School, [incldg] John Cage and Earle Brown, who helped pioneer the graphic score"
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"Raven Chacon’s “American Ledger No. 2” (2019) uses inflamed notes to reflect the forced migrations of black and Native communities in Tulsa, Oklahoma; and the scores for Gwen Siôn’s Atlantis 2050 (2025) resemble coastal-erosion diagrams..."
January 27, 2026 at 2:36 PM
"Raven Chacon’s “American Ledger No. 2” (2019) uses inflamed notes to reflect the forced migrations of black and Native communities in Tulsa, Oklahoma; and the scores for Gwen Siôn’s Atlantis 2050 (2025) resemble coastal-erosion diagrams..."
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"Kurdi describes “Migration” as a testament to both “remembering and forgetting the idea of home,” and that contradiction is reflected clearly here, in these arrows. Pointing up and down, they pull the musician in multiple directions at once."
January 27, 2026 at 2:36 PM
"Kurdi describes “Migration” as a testament to both “remembering and forgetting the idea of home,” and that contradiction is reflected clearly here, in these arrows. Pointing up and down, they pull the musician in multiple directions at once."
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Imagine if they just funded the arts instead of AI
January 27, 2026 at 11:56 AM
Imagine if they just funded the arts instead of AI
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JG Ballard kinda called it already, in 1973. This is the first *paragraph* of the introduction to CRASH.
December 22, 2025 at 1:48 AM
JG Ballard kinda called it already, in 1973. This is the first *paragraph* of the introduction to CRASH.
A wet, monochromatic day: Rome cosplaying a northern European winter (without the snow, thankfully).
February 4, 2026 at 3:01 PM
A wet, monochromatic day: Rome cosplaying a northern European winter (without the snow, thankfully).