Masahisa Fukase: A Procession of Moons
“It is a stasis reflection. At once it is full of possibility, movement, and utilitarianism. It exists in its own chaos and laterality”
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“It is a stasis reflection. At once it is full of possibility, movement, and utilitarianism. It exists in its own chaos and laterality”
“The impure spectacle of such visions are entitled to the epileptic alone though the corroboration of these events can be described by other seizure subscribers partially as “primordial” for lack of cohesive unanimous declaration”
“Upon opening the package a feather and an anvil fell onto my groin. I have carried them since like a pebble in my shoe that I refuse to set aside or extract”
“The story of Manuel Blanco Romasanta is indeed shocking. Known as one Spain’s more notorious serial killers, Romasanta was described in period nomenclature as the “Tallow Man”, known for making soap from his murdered victims”
“Agamben’s ‘bare life’ is visualized through the refugees and migrants, desperate lives in search of a better future and for us, a potential vision of a dystopia where the extreme polarity between those of us inside and those outside is distinctly highlighted.”
“Perhaps she is transsexual. My only real experience with Italy prior to 2002 is when I tried desperately to buy weed from a transsexual prostitute along the outer wall of the Protestant cemetery in Rome. It ended in an angry dismissal of my interests and my being from said prostitute. “No sex, No weed Fucking American””
“The castle, which controls the populace, does so through an absolute production of its image. It is a tale in which plebian might is as disorganized as any contemporary parallel for leading a resistance against the juggernaut who rules by fear and an unethical chess game between the citizens and the tyranny of the castle’s own image”
“The utter faux-familiarity of these rooms, from the plastic painting on the wall to the synthetic bed spread made from all manner of recycled and threaded nylon from fish net stockings to actual fish netting makes one queasy”
“Without naming it, I can tell you Brian motherfucking de Palma has a lot to answer for.”
“Safe art is useless to a publisher such as ILP, and just like the work of other ILP artists that goes along with our personal taste – Dennis Cooper and Michael Salerno – this stuff is loaded”
“The savior of technological disgrace is error and possibly humor.”
“the dormant colossus of implicated spectral doctrines, and of theologies mistaken for technologies and of an aural sensationalism we were once accustomed to questioning has been lost, like so many transatlantic cables to the sea bed of time and forgetfulness”