Pentimenti
What we paint over
Coming May 2026
Each morning, Philian Kasik writes a resignation letter he never sends.
Each night, his portraits expose truths too raw to ignore.
Until the one truth he fears most threatens to unravel everything.
What we paint over
Coming May 2026
Each morning, Philian Kasik writes a resignation letter he never sends.
Each night, his portraits expose truths too raw to ignore.
Until the one truth he fears most threatens to unravel everything.
I’m in the middle of typing the customary closing pleasantries in my resignation letter when off-key singing interrupts me. The same colleagues I praised for their professionalism a minute earlier now gather at my door, wearing cone-shaped hats.…
Alex reclined in his chair, kneading his hands to dispel the irritation still prickling in his fingertips. It was unlike him to react so emotionally to feedback. His fiction was what his agent Daniel called….
‘Hello?’
‘Hi — is this Mira?’
‘Who’s this?’