SOLSTICE RIPPLES
byby Jana Astanov sometime during the night some process started in her and around her she seemed able to exert some control over the…
by Jana Astanov sometime during the night some process started in her and around her she seemed able to exert some control over the…
Somewhere in an ancient part of the oldest European forest extending its quiet wilderness between the Eastern border of Poland into deep deep Belarus…
“Light of Her New Consciousness” is a continuation of the installation and performance “Inside Her Head” presented as part of NYC Poetry Festival in…
As Priestess of Impermanence Jana multiplies the powers of New Moon for Ruigoord’s Sunday Church gathering in pre-festival feast of Feiry Tongues – Vurige…
Asking for a new type of disbelief More that could get worst Asking for worse and for sacrifice Asking for transgression Ritual regurgitating sacred…
Poetry Hopscotch, PHv1.0, is a new media application that explores the literary cut up technique through the use of digital technology. Created by Jana…
The Fairy Tale of sleepy contradictions Once upon a time twice for the third time She really hoped She wouldn’t have to speak to…
Ways of Ocean we became conversant in the ways of ocean plunging our arms into the water we brought up marble flakes in impossible…