Mornings After

Our only-waking moments.

Ales & Fifi’s Animal Sleeps

Since meeting you, my dreams have gotten more adventurous. Now I am either flying or jumping or climbing cities. There’s always falling too, a sense of fear. More

Ana Cecilia Alvarez

Meredith Graves’ Race with the Devil

I have been bragging to my friends that since I’ve been in New York, I haven’t cried once——and I am such a crier, always the weeping willow. So I am in awe of how busy I am here. More

Ana Cecilia Alvarez

Dana Drori’s Aftertastes

I really value the early hours of the day when I don’t have to interact with anyone. Don’t get me wrong, I am a very happy person, almost always. But it’s just like every day you wake up and think, “here we go again, this fucking circus.” More

Ana Cecilia Alvarez

Cecilia Jurado’s Cement Pool

I used to go to the gallery every day, but then I fired myself from directing; it was the only way I could return to my own work. More

Ana Cecilia Alvarez

Jeff Carvalho’s Blood Flow

I met Jeff several weeks after hearing of his impressive vintage porn collection. Fittingly, I visited his home on the weekend of … More

Ana Cecilia Alvarez

Zohra Atash’s Waking Dream

When I try to create in that hypnagogic state, I’m tapping into a voice that when awake I am continually suppressing. More

Ana Cecilia Alvarez

Ganzeer’s Internal Alarm

It’s warm but you still have some of the cool breeze from the evening, and you have the beautiful morning light. If you’re showered and had your breakfast, you feel refreshed and full; there’s nothing to worry about. More

Ana Cecilia Alvarez

Katherine Bernard’s Basic August

There’s this golden hour in the afternoon when the sun hits a window across the garden and beams a really beautiful light back onto my bed. It’s like this lighthouse symbol to back me away from the cliffs. More

Ana Cecilia Alvarez

Lisa Lucas’s Shower Blues

For years I woke up with the sun, until the trucks came along. Now I have a white noise machine and blackout curtains and an alarm set to jazz—the crazy experimental kind of jazz. More

Ana Cecilia Alvarez

Natasha Lennard’s Pre-Dawn

I don’t wake up and do a stretch or a sun salutation. I give a middle finger to sun and get on with my day.
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Ana Cecilia Alvarez

Porochista Khakpour’s Eye Mask

One morning I will wake up and someone will be raving about Gwyneth Paltrow’s new almond butter cookies, and I think, “today, I want that for dinner.” More

Ana Cecilia Alvarez

Nightmom’s Deep Breakfast

Otherwise I get woken up by the beautiful sunlight, semi-trucks, maybe somebody screaming. And some reggaeton. More

Ana Cecilia Alvarez

Chuka Chukuma’s Dog Rock

I woke up with flashes of eating tacos and maybe high-fiving one of those guys, with metal playing in the background. Last night was good. More

Ana Cecilia Alvarez

Monica Heisey’s Classic Comedy

I know a lot of people who have guilt about staying in bed, but to me it’s just like a couch with blankets and I get a lot of good work done. More

Erich Deleeuw