I Miss Facts, Too
“Mark Addison Kershaw, aka The Artist Known as Addison, is usually to be found out in left field. This month, some 63 days before the United States’ presidential election, he’s also sequestered in the Deep South, pen in hand, riffing on Meisje met de parel (look it up), and imagining himself escaping from home confinement, bird-watching with penguins, and/or social distancing in the duds made popular by our early astronauts. He admits to missing facts; I admit to missing him. ”—Elizabeth Boleman-Herring
Addison
By Mark Addison Kershaw
ATLANTA Georgia—(Weekly Hubris)—1 September 2020—Editor’s Note: Mark Addison Kershaw, aka The Artist Known as Addison, is usually to be found out in left field. This month, some 63 days before the United States’ presidential election, he’s also sequestered in the Deep South, pen in hand, riffing on Meisje met de parel (look it up), and imagining himself escaping from home confinement, bird-watching with penguins, and/or social distancing in the duds made popular by our early astronauts. He admits to missing facts; I admit to missing him.