Artists Peforming:

Ian Deleon, 

Amanda Crone

Micah Danemayer

Benjamin Louis Aron

Amanda Moore

Christophe Delerce

along with Mobius Artists,

Cathy Nolan Vincevic,

Mari Novotny-Jones,

Jane Hsiaoching Wang

Liz Roncka

and Alisia Waller. 

Prints by:

Oleg Gotchev

Photographs by:

Holly Armishaw

Could we see such marvels as this?

"float out of an upper-story bedroom window, pass over a street seventy feet below, and reenter the house by a sitting-room window on the same story." ~Robert Browning "Mr. Sludge, The Medium"

A lady who had seen nothing of the phenomena asked me and my sister to accompany her to a well-known public medium. We went, and had a sitting alone in the bright light of a summer's day. After a number of the usual raps and movements our lady friend asked if the name of the deceased person she was desirous of communicating with could be spelt out. On receiving an answer in the affirmative, the lady pointed successively to the letters of a printed alphabet while I wrote down those at which three affirmative raps occurred. Neither I nor my sister knew the name the lady wished for, nor even the names of any of her deceased relatives; her own name had not been mentioned, and she had never been near the medium before. The following is exactly what happened, except that I alter the surname, which was a very unusual one, having no authority to publish it. The letters I wrote down were of the following kind:- y n r e h n o s p m o h t. After the first three - y n r - had been taken down, my friend said, "This is nonsense, we had better begin again." Just then her pencil was at e, and raps came, when a thought struck me (having read of, but never witnessed a similar occurrence) and I said "Please go on, I think I see what is meant." When the spelling was finished I handed the paper to her, but she could see no meaning in it till I divided it at the first h, and asked her to read each portion backwards, when to her intense astonishment the name "Henry Thompson" came out, that of a deceased son of whom she had wished to hear, correct in every letter. Just about that time I had been hearing ad nauseam of the superhuman acuteness of mediums who detect the letters of the name the deluded visitors expect, notwithstanding all their care to pass the pencil over the letters with perfect regularity. This experience, however (for the substantial accuracy of which as above narrated I vouch), was and is, to my mind, a complete disproof of every explanation yet given of the means by which the names of deceased persons are rapped out. Of course, I do not expect any sceptic, whether scientific or unscientific, to accept such facts, of which I could give many, on my testimony, but neither must they expect me, nor the thousands of intelligent men to whom equally conclusive tests have occurred, to accept their short and easy methods of explaining them.

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Alfred Russel Wallace - A surveyor and architect who explored the Amazon and Negro Rivers in Brazil. He wrote Miracles and Modern Spiritualism.He wrote a letter to the Editor of The Times (London) that appeared in that newspaper on 4th January 1873.