The beauty of unfinished things

I’d never heard of John McPhee before. Not his name, not his books, nothing. That might sound strange for someone who works in journalism, but he’d…

Nov 30 • 

Chris Pugh

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I’m a contrarian

I have been a contrarian for as long as I can remember. I never set out to be one. It formed over time, the way rust creeps into the seams of an old…

Nov 16 • 

Chris Pugh

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October 2025

What the Lone Ranger taught me about buying art

The Lone Ranger has been staring at me for two years. Not the real one, obviously. I’m talking about a drawing of him, done in colored marker by an…

Oct 26 • 

Chris Pugh

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Proof of life

I didn’t fall off the face of the earth. I’ve just been pulled in a dozen directions. My days are full of names, deadlines, meetings, phone calls…

Oct 24 • 

Chris Pugh

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August 2025

The last days of summer

I don’t remember when summer started, but I can feel it leaving. That’s probably because I’ve been lost in the haze of managing both of my parents…

Aug 17 • 

Chris Pugh

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July 2025

Startled neutral face

Nº 008

Jul 9 • 

Chris Pugh

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Suburban Driveways

Nº 007

Jul 3 • 

Chris Pugh

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June 2025

Mom

Nº 006

Jun 30 • 

Chris Pugh

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Watering the weeds

Nº 005

Jun 29 • 

Chris Pugh

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May 2025

What have we lost?

Nº 004

May 28 • 

Chris Pugh

How MEDIUM was made

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May 21 • 

Chris Pugh

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Starting again

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May 15 • 

Chris Pugh

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