A Guide Across Distant Seas
An interview with Aikaterini Gegisian by Defne Cizakca Part 2 of 2 Our second meeting took place in the summer. We met in Istanbul, at a bustling café in the neighbourhood of Nişantaşı. Aikaterini had…Continue Reading
We craft and tell stories because we’ve stood on the uncertain edge between the waking world and our imagination, between enchantment and fear. And we remember other stories that help us build our own stories, scraps of lumber and fragments of narrative we gather together to make stories for ourselves.
An interview with Aikaterini Gegisian by Defne Cizakca Part 2 of 2 Our second meeting took place in the summer. We met in Istanbul, at a bustling café in the neighbourhood of Nişantaşı. Aikaterini had…Continue Reading
An interview with Aikaterini Gegisian by Defne Cizakca Part 1 of 2 I met Aikaterini at wintertime, in a small amphitheatre at University College London where we were attending a masterclass on Ottoman Cosmopolitanism. In…Continue Reading
With the longest, darkest night of the year upon us, we wish you the joy of it. There’s a reason, I think, that so many cultures celebrate these nights—why such a cold, dark time is full of lights and laughter and merriment.
It’s another grim and heartbreaking day in the world. We’ve had too many of these lately, and Friday 13 seems particularly bitter and bitterly pointless. Other, better, more eloquent writers can tell you what’s happening, and give some shape to the numb weariness that overtakes us. Today, we want to celebrate life as usual, the ordinary everyday, boring days when nothing remarkable happens and good days when something hilarious happens.
In honour of the season, here for your reading enjoyment is an eerie Scots ballad by George MacDonald.
All Hallows’ Eve has long cultivated folk rituals and folktales of all varieties.
John is taking the week off. But don’t worry you can still get your weekly fix of Folklore goodness.