Michael J. Agovino

From commissioning limited edition prints to designing issues so their spines combined to create a single image, for thirty-three years this bilingual arts journal aimed to engage and shape arts culture in a more active way than most magazines.

This personal essay is a year old, but like hope, this story springs eternal. Except in Hollywood, where hope lives and dies in endless meetings where promises are made in a dialect designed to conceal the unpredictability of the film industry while still feeding your hopes.