Garnett Kilberg Cohen’s “Space and Time, the Four Dimensions” is a warm, compelling meditation on our passage through that brief historical moment we call “our” time. I appreciate the way Cohen shapes a dramatic narrative that is simultaneously linear and associative. Each moment unfolds as if it could move in multiple spatial and temporal directions at once. The tactile and the abstract are in constant tension with each other in Cohen’s sharply drawn, minimalist scenes.
Cohen’s flash essay reminds me that we measure out our time in the psyche, the least tangible and most unaccountable gauge of all. Here, in memory, the people and artifacts of time’s passing are as concrete as they are dream-like—and the past, present, and future sit atop each other, blurred and lucid as palimpsests.