Chrysalis Reader Original Essays, Poetry, and Short Stories Illuminating the World of Spirit Volume 14 the Swedenborg Foundation Publisher Carol S
Chrysalis Reader original essays, poetry, and short stories illuminating the world of spirit volume 14 the swedenborg foundation publisher carol s. lawson & robert f. lawson series editors alice b. skinner art editor susanna van rensselaer managing editor ⁄ design director robert tucker The Chrysalis Reader is published annually fiction editor in the fall. In addition to selling current and robert f. lawson back issues, the Swedenborg Foundation poetry editor accepts pre-orders and standing orders perry s. martin ⁄ patte levan (mailed to customers automatically each year contributing editors with an invoice). To place orders or to carol urbanc become a standing-order customer, contact: marketing assistant Swedenborg Foundation, constance j. eldridge 320 North Church Street assistant editor West Chester, Pennsylvania 19380 karen connor 800-355-3222 ext. 10 cover design www.swedenborg.com/chrysalis. cover art and part pages j. tully watson Embedded in the sidewalks of New York City are brass plaques at the front doors of magnificent buildings along 41st Street in close proximity to Grand Central Station and The New York Public Library. Using thin rice-based rubbing paper, drafting tape, and everlasting patience for human traffic, J. Tully Watson painstakingly made large, 24x36-inch rubbings of the building plaques: five of the rubbings are reproduced on the cover and part pages. These buildings are General Electric (1930), Fred F. French (1927), Chrysler (1929), Lincoln (1930), and Citicorp Center (1978). According to the artist, “After spending countless hours crouching on a busy sidewalk, I experienced a sensory overload from seeing thousands of people rushing by, sounds of cars, subways, and pedestrians, the smells of exhaust, garbage, food, and smoke, feeling the dirty grime of the sidewalk sometimes accompanied by scalding heat, and the taste of my own sweat mixed with the thick, stale New York City air.” The rubbings in this issue represent other worlds, other times, and countless footsteps.
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