Yokota/Takizawa/Kametani: 100 Bilder/100 Seizures

“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”

Leif Sandberg: Encouraging Entropy

“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”

Laia Abril: An Unnerving Embrace from a Hermaphrodite

“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”

Bare Life, Bare Tech: Richard Mosse’s Incoming

“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.”

Pasquale Bove and Luca Santese: Vamos a la Landfill

“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””

Federico Clavarino: The Errant Future of History

“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”

Olivier Pin-Fat: An Inhospitable Sea Bed of Forgetfulness

“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”