Eva Hagberg

Jun 3, 2024 | untappedjournal.com | Charlie Weak |Eva Hagberg |Ellen Peirson

One of my earliest memories is of my grandpa Jim, my mom’s dad, helping me build a pinewood derby racer in his garage in Juniata, Nebraska. I vaguely remember him showing me how he used an old band saw and belt sander to shape the racer’s aerodynamic body, whittling down compartments under the nose to fit weights so that the car would accelerate more rapidly.

May 28, 2024 | untappedjournal.com | Edwin Heathcote |Karrie Jacobs |Jarrett Fuller |Eva Hagberg

In 1972, construction workers were finishing off the last elements of a remarkable new building in Tokyo. The Nakagin Capsule Tower was a space-age construction, a tall pile of seemingly random arranged concrete boxes, each perforated by a single porthole window, rising above the crowded streets of Ginza like a Brutalist stack of Lego. The following year, workers began dismantling the wooden structures of the Grand Shrine of Ise, a couple of hundred miles to the west of Tokyo.

May 6, 2024 | untappedjournal.com | Karrie Jacobs |Jarrett Fuller |Eva Hagberg |George Kafka

Roughly a decade ago, I interviewed an engineer named David Winter about the trio of newly constructed hills on Governors Island. Today the hills, thick with vegetation, look like they’ve always been there.

Apr 29, 2024 | untappedjournal.com | Jarrett Fuller |Eva Hagberg |George Kafka |Mimi Zeiger

A few months ago, I needed to make some changes to my website. What started as simple content edits—updating my biography, adding projects to my portfolio—quickly spiraled into a bigger project. New content types required new templates. My website is hand-built; I don’t use a content management system or an off-the-shelf-platform. Before I knew it, I was staying up late, rethinking the content architecture from the ground up.

Apr 29, 2024 | untappedjournal.com | Eva Hagberg |George Kafka |Mimi Zeiger |Marianela D’Aprile

I recently counted the number of places I’ve lived in since I graduated from college, 20 years ago, and the number is 31. The list includes entries like “Park Slope random apartment I forgot about,” “tent,” “Eastern Parkway with ex-husband,” and “Eastern Parkway alone.” The last two are listed separately because they were wildly and incontrovertibly different places, even as they may have shared the same geographic location and the same four walls.