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Orit Gat is a writer living in London. She is a contributing editor of The White Review.


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On Marriage, Netflix, and Other Things I Hate

Book Review

June 2023

Orit Gat

Book Review

June 2023

1. ‘It’s kind of crazy to shop at Target, watch Netflix, drive a Honda, and still have a husband.’   Marriage falls into a...

Book Review

July 2022

It’s Personal: Writing and Reading Through Grief

Orit Gat

Book Review

July 2022

1. A spill  I’m drinking coffee in bed and reading The Reactor. I feel so close to everything Nick...

Ruth held out her gloved hands to Clarisse, wiggled her latex-coated fingers ‘No risk,’ she said, pointing to the paper mask she’d found at a hardware store She felt like an astronaut She waved a hand in the air as entreaty to the standoff, but Clarisse stood still behind her screen door, a certain determination glowing in her eyes   ‘You’re my one friend on the planet,’ Clarisse said ‘But social distancing means social distancing’   Ruth might have expected as much Clarisse was the kind of germ freak who never allowed shoes in her house, who tucked hand sanitiser in her bra at bars It was on all the news channels now, the way they were all supposed to shelter in place, and Ruth should have known She felt corrected, as a small child might have She heard a noise from her stomach that sounded like a plunger being forced down a clog   And the truth she’d keep in her own body: her throat tickled in a way she hoped was simply the manifestation of seasonal allergies, and she was holding a cough that so desperately wanted out She envisioned her bronchial tubes as tiny balloons, tied by clowns into the shapes of bulbous dogs She breathed deeply, willing them into good behaviour ‘Just one last Saturday coffee?’   Clarisse stepped aside from the door and back into her house, then reappeared holding the kind of folding chair she might have taken to a tailgate party ‘How ’bout we do this,’ she said, handing it through the door, and as Ruth unfolded the chair onto the porch, Clarisse sat down in her own hardwood foyer, criss-cross applesauce Ruth tried hard, so hard, not to look at Clarisse’s legs, because they were orange Ruth couldn’t decide whether it was a mistake – the wrong shade of pantyhose clashing with Clarisse’s natural skin colour, or a sudden inability on Clarisse’s part to match her stockings to any other element of clothing Either way, it was an indicator of some sort of slippage, which might be a problem, since Clarisse was just coming off a two-week stint of

Contributor

August 2014

Orit Gat

Contributor

August 2014

Orit Gat is a writer living in London. She is a contributing editor of The White Review.

Essay

September 2020

Three Finals

Orit Gat

Essay

September 2020

1998   In the summer of 2006, at a bar off Odéon, a girl I didn’t know drew a...

Anna Wiener’s ‘Uncanny Valley’

Book Review

February 2020

Orit Gat

Book Review

February 2020

1. SF vs NY   Anna Wiener found herself in the right place at the right time. That is, if that was what she...
James Bridle’s ‘New Dark Age’

Book Review

October 2018

Orit Gat

Book Review

October 2018

Halfway through James Bridle’s foreboding, at times terrifying, but ultimately motivating account of our technological present, he recounts a scene from a magazine article...
Women and Technology: History is a Cautionary Tale

Book Review

April 2018

Orit Gat

Book Review

April 2018

Few book reviews open with amateur rap, but: ‘back in the day when new media was new,’ goes the first line of a song...
Scroll, Skim, Stare

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Issue No. 16

Orit Gat

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Issue No. 16

1.   This is an essay about contemporary art that includes no examples. It includes no examples because its subject – artists’ websites, their...
What Can an Art Magazine Be?

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Issue No. 10

Orit Gat

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Issue No. 10

What can an art magazine be? Today, as the publishing industry reassesses its role in the age of the internet, the pioneering art magazine Metronome provides...

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October 2014

Noise & Cardboard: Object Collection's Operaticism

Ellery Royston

Object Collection

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October 2014

The set is made of painted cardboard. Four performers grab clothes from a large pile and feedback emanates from...

poetry

January 2012

Matisse: Tahiti (1930)

Campbell McGrath

poetry

January 2012

If I were young again I would forego Tahiti and move to America to begin a new life in...

Art

March 2014

Amy Sillman: The Labour of Painting

Paige K. Bradley

Amy Sillman

Art

March 2014

The heritage of conceptualism and minimalism leaves a tendency to interpret a reduction in form as intellectually rigorous. If...

 

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