James A. Reeves
A writer and designer in the Middle West who makes midnight mixtapes and writes about faith in the digital age.
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James A. Reeves
A writer and designer in the Middle West who makes midnight mix tapes and writes about faith in the digital age.
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James A. Reeves

James A. Reeves

Cathedral

Cathedral

Truly the Last Days

Truly the Last Days

Eclectic click and doom
80 minutes
2019 Rotation

2019 Rotation

Pictures, songs, and paragraphs wash across my screen one minute and disappear the next.
Thirty Seconds of Ink, Metal, and Light

Thirty Seconds of Ink, Metal, and Light

Light the Barricades

Light the Barricades

Annenberg Space for Photography
Los Angeles
Melancholia

Melancholia

Our Broken Sky

Our Broken Sky

"But memories mix truth and lies."

"But memories mix truth and lies."

American Planning Association

American Planning Association

A series of posters, reports, and engagement materials that highlight the American Planning Association’s work with communities throughout Latin America.
2018 Rotation

2018 Rotation

The endless churn of the digital jukebox brings to mind Adorno and Horkheimer’s phrase from 1944: “the freedom to choose what is always the same.”
A Monument for the Anxious and Hopeful

A Monument for the Anxious and Hopeful

Rubin Museum of Art
New York, New York
Scenes from America’s Taj Mahal

Scenes from America’s Taj Mahal

Notes from an accidental visit to a temple in West Virginia.

You can feel the geography shift when you see all that big pine and cold water.

At some point the screen became the world, and now we’re haunting it.

The ghosts of old standards, summoned for whatever comes next.

Broadcasting from somewhere between the bells of a temple and the heat of a night market.

A tribute to David Lynch that roams through the ruins of vintage ballads and slow-motion noir.

Anything worthwhile rests on a knife’s edge like the delicate art of falling asleep.

Slowing down my favorite songs has become a spiritual practice.

This man was the antichrist. Yes, he was what the end of civilization looked and sounded like.

It’s tempting to classify Death Prom as mere nostalgia, but it is a complicated haunting.

A few minutes after midnight in the Mojave desert, a preacher appears on a dead radio channel.

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