A literary gesture born of the enjoyment and intellectual nourishment Aesop derives daily through the written word, The Fabulist features fiction and non-fiction works.
In honouring the ancient Greek slave and fabulist whose name our products bear we present fables alongside four other rubrics:
- FableAn original prickly parable, pseudoscience fairy-tale, or memoir of a formative moment.
- Shelf LifeAn annotated snapshot of a notable bookshelf, intended as a counterpoint to increasingly ubiquitous screen-based text.
- EssentialIn which we invite esteemed cultural figures to disclose a deeply held interest or obsession.
- Free RadicalInterviews with iconoclasts, free-thinkers, and rebels-with-cause.
- On BeautyA forum for wide-ranging thoughts on this consistently provocative topic.
I always wondered, “What if a style of music wasn’t limited to its culture? What if a style of music wasn’t limited to its technology? What if a style of music wasn’t limited to its usual audience?”
- Fable
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Nanjing
I’d slept with a bartender in Beijing—a tall Chinese man who had seemed shocked when I followed him back to his room in the building behind the bar. We barely spoke.
- Essential
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La course en tête
I fled in all sorts of ways, into all sorts of diversions and projects, but the one that came to occupy nearly all my energy, and which proved for a time to be the most effective palliative, was pedaling a bike.
- Shelf Life
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The Halldór Laxness Library
At eighty, he has heard doomy predictions about the future of reading, especially reading printed books, for decades.
- On Beauty
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Twenty-four Issues of Artforum
On Saturday Ernesto told me that a used bookstore on Avenida de Mayo was selling off part of Ruth Benzacar’s library: catalogues, art books, magazines, above all, magazines.
- Free Radical
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Chilly Gonzales
I always wondered, “What if a style of music wasn’t limited to its culture? What if a style of music wasn’t limited to its technology? What if a style of music wasn’t limited to its usual audience?”
- Shelf Life
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A. H. Wheeler & Co.
Behind me, trains whistled and sidled through; the expresses rattled past at thrilling speeds, goods trains screeched to a halt. The loudspeaker chanted dissonant announcements that passengers strained to understand.
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