I.V. Nuss
The Love in the Convex, in Absolute Roundness and the Sluttification of All Men West of the Bosporus
Barbara Vinken
Geistige Mütter
Marie Glassl, Sophie Lewis
Surrogate Abolition
Emma Waltraud Howes
Questionnaire Emma Waltraud Howes
Simon Critchley
Learning to Eat Time with One’s Ears
Johanna Went
I remember (Johanna Went)
Emanuele Coccia
Le futur de la littérature
Sina Dell’Anno
Punk / Philology
Zoran Terzić
Die Verallgemeinerung des Menschen
Mengia Tschalaer
Queere Räume
Mengia Tschalaer
Queer Spaces
Zoran Terzić
The Grand Generalization
Felix Stalder
Feedback als Authentitzität
Mehdi Belhaj Kacem
Grabmal für Guy Debord
Jean-Luc Nancy
Nach den Avantgarden
Mehdi Belhaj Kacem
Tomb for Guy Debord
Barbara Basting
Der Algorithmus und ich 5
Barbara Basting
Der Algorithmus und ich 6
Alexander García Düttmann
Kalte Distanz
Michael Heitz, Hendrik Rohlf
Uma’s Face—Thurman’s Voice
Jochen Thermann
The Assistant Chef
Angelika Meier
Wer ich wirklich bin
A.K. Kaiza
An Annotated History of Wakanda
Dietmar Dath
Your Sprache Never Was
Emma Waltraud Howes
Questionnaire Emma Waltraud Howes
Maël Renouard
Modifications infimes et considérables
Dieter Mersch
Digital Criticism
Rolf Bossart, Milo Rau
On Realism
Ann Cotten
Dialogs
Jelili Atiku, Damian Christinger
Venedig, Lagos und der Raum dazwischen
Ann Cotten
Dialoge
Rolf Bossart, Milo Rau
Über Realismus
Marcus Quent
Ohne Halt
Barbara Basting
Der Algorithmus und ich 5
Barbara Basting
Der Algorithmus und ich 1
Barbara Basting
Der Algorithmus und ich 2
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In einem Onlineforum, das sich mit dem Umzug ins 40 Lichtjahre von uns entfernte Planeten-system TRAPPIST-1 beschäftigt, antwortet mir kürzlich einer, als ich anmerke, dass es ohnehin egal sei, auf...
Gedanklich-sinnliche Küchenzettel, Aufzählungen und Auslesen…
L’œuvre d'art n’a pas d’idée, elle est idée
In der Folge von Georges Perecs Erinnerung 480: "Ich erinnere mich… (Fortsetzung folgt…)"
…rather alarms, to truth to arm her than enemies, and they have only this advantage to scape from being called ill things, that they are nothings…
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»Ineluctable modality of the visible: at least that if no more, thought through my eyes. Signatures of all things I am here to read, seaspawn and seawrack, the nearing tide, that rusty boot. Snotgreen, bluesilver, rust: coloured signs. Limits of the diaphane. But he adds: in bodies. Then he was aware of them bodies before of them coloured. How? By knocking his sconce against them, sure. Go easy. Bald he was and a millionaire, MAESTRO DI COLOR CHE SANNO. Limit of the diaphane in. Why in? Diaphane, adiaphane. If you can put your five fingers through it it is a gate, if not a door. Shut your eyes and see.
Rhythm begins, you see. I hear. Acatalectic tetrameter of iambs
marching. No, agallop: DELINE THE MARE.
Open your eyes now. I will. One moment. Has all vanished since?
If I open and am for ever in the black adiaphane. BASTA! I will see
if I can see.
See now. There all the time without you: and ever shall be, world
without end.«
James Joyce
Dire works on the bogus regime—not just of art—but endowed with wit, beauty and irresistible fetish character.