• Sable Bellew

    fever pitch

    influenza a meets gossip girl

    November 12, 2020
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    During quarantine, the weekend starts when the first song is queued on our kitchen speaker. The music plays as my housemates and I assemble ingredients for dinner (pasta every Friday) and continues until we’ve dried the last dish: BØRNS, Frank Ocean, Glass Animals, Taylor Swift, HAIM…many songs prompt memories of moments that don’t make sense […]

    charlie chaplin and the fairy

    a halloween story

    October 29, 2020
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    I don’t remember the last time I went trick-or-treating. I only remember the feeling.   I remember the nipping wind and the hint of oxygenated sugar it carried. Perfumes of candy wafted into my nostrils, and soft voices drifted into my ear canals. They beckoned me to come, come, come—and I would have, if not […]

    september and october

    stills from home

    October 8, 2020
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    My dad has picked up airbrushing over the last month. He told me this morning that he’s expecting a new acrylic green in the mail. At night, after work, Dad has been going out to his barn, a tall-ceilinged open workspace with a kiln, most of a canoe, glassblowing materials, some miscellaneous wood—and metal-working equipment. […]

    cybernetic serendipity

    art in times of panic

    October 1, 2020
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    Escapism demands more of me these days. It used to be enough to open Netflix. There’d be some decades-old program with just enough of a nostalgic ember burning for me to huddle around, warming me into gentle numbness. But the world has changed, my mind’s a bit jumpier, and I take my escapes as they […]

    loosening the reins

    musings of a (former?) horse girl

    September 24, 2020
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    I learned to fall off a horse before I learned to stay in the saddle. Once, during a lesson, Mom put a $5 bill under my butt and told me that I could keep it if I could stay seated while my horse cantered around the arena. When your horse trots, you should stand up […]