C’est fou comme quand on commence à être fasciné par quelque chose, on se met à capter involontairement toutes sortes d’articles étrangement liés à son obsession du moment (et je ne parle pas de la loi de la jungle algorithmique). Voilà ce que The Paris Review a décidé de faire ressortir sur mon feed il y a quelques jours:
« (…) The best discovery I’ve made so far is Desert Magazine, a monthly dedicated to everyone’s favorite Class B Köppen climate classification. A journal of the Southwest with a conservationist bent, Desert dates to 1937 and ran for nearly fifty years, ceasing publication in 1985. (…) »
« Desert managed, impressively, to publish lively, intelligent writing about a very dry place, month after month. (…) Desert boasts excellent photography, buoyant prose, and features on geology, art, wildlife, gardening, mining, camping, et cetera. I won’t pretend that all of this is scintillating—there’s a regular column called Uranium News—but there’s something to be said for the sheer, indefatigable persistence of it. And it could be prescient: a 1962 issue dedicated to the Coachella Valley predicted that it would become “the center of desert vacation life in America and the entire world.” »
Dan Piepenbring, « The magazine of the Southwest », The Paris Review, July 17, 2015
