Like any acceleration, the head over heels dynamics of love hold the risk of missing and drifting. Love is experience and experiment. It is a test of reality. In this way it suspends the established values and brings forth new categories. Contingency delimits the space of determined events [more]
As Told by the Holy Woman in Her Own Words A Hundred or So Years after the End of the World How I accepted bread from the Duke and olive oil flowed from my breasts The Duke’s guards came for me the very next morning. Belinda had dressed [more]
A trip to Berlin’s Designpanoptikum Surreales Museum für Industrielle Objekt, is a trip into humans needs and wants real science’s surreal beauty. Recommendation for Berlin dwellers.
it has been the second time this year that it works: visiting an architectural sight i read texts about/in front of them and they wondrously open! a text about ulrich müther’s rescue station on the island rügen this spring suddenly brought the appearance of his widow asking “what [more]
I simply forgot to write yesterday. I always wondered what would happen if the divine order of 60 pages was disrupted. Apparently nothing.
Art “refuses definition,” writes Theodor W. Adorno, but it equally calls for one. Art hardly exists other than as the work on its concept, the work of determining what art is and ought to be. In opening up toward what it has long been embedded in, the dimension [more]
Was das heutige Berlin ausmacht (nein; ausmachte), ist die Präsenz des Nichts. Die Leerstellen, das Dazwischen. Es fällt mir wieder auf, sehe ich die Luftaufnahme der Alibar im Pick von Sandra Bartoli. Auch diese Leerstelle soll bald verschwinden, aufgehen in vermeintlich städtebaulichem Sinn. Eine Art reziproke Proportionalität; [more]
Alibar is a bar run by Ali. It stands in the middle of the Kulturforum and it is been invisible for eighteen years. A customized container, a dixi toilet, several bricolage storage shelves and boxes constitute Alibar, a combination of Imbiss, bar and coffee place under a thick [more]
Captagon is the marketing name for Fenetylline and relatively unknown to Western consumers while it enjoys great popularity in the Middle East. In Central Europe the amphetamine first emerged in the 1980s as doping in football. It was also used for the treatment and improvement of children––those who [more]
At the end it’s the same all over and over and over again. You have the ones who make it out alive. And the others how unfortunately pay the highest price for an often totally meaningless endeavor. Ultimately they all had been part of a perverted game of [more]
It’s always the same kind of feeling when you leave Basel by train, heading North or West. Direction France or Germany. The land gets flat, the horizon opens. It’s starts in St. Louis or in Weil am Rhein. You know that you are still in the Oberrheinische Tiefebene where you [more]
I imagine that the gradients of spaces and things are also the gradients of our persons. Simply, we can blend together. (we can have sex too but that is not what I mean.) Much like a singer in a chorus I overlap with those around me. I am [more]
In his Aesthetic Theory, Theodor W. Adorno quotes the passage from Hegel’s lectures on aesthetics where the earlier philosopher says of the artist that, “as a free subject,” he attempts “to strip the external world of its inflexible foreignness” in order to impress “the seal of his interiority” [more]
Chapter 3: Instead of sleeping with my Mom, I wanted to die in her beloved Poland (4) After an unnerving night-ride back from miserable chilly Poland back to the capitalistic glory and wealthy comfort of the West-German home-turf, here I was, back on a sleepy early Sunday morning [more]
Some people got no choice, And they can never find a voice… That they could even call their own, So the first thing that they see, That allows them the right to be, They follow it. You know what it’s called? DVD. Out of the chip shop and [more]
28.10., Monday evening just before 9.30pm: A 76-year-old noticed nearby the Lichtenberg S-Bahn station, that he was followed by two men. In a side street they beat him to the ground. However, the two robbers had not reckoned with attentive passersby. Both robbers, aged 23 and 24 years [more]
“A book is a mirror: If an ass peers into it, you can’t expect an apostle to look out” Georg Christoph Lichtenberg
In his lectures on Philosophical Terminology, Theodor W. Adorno insists on the connection of identity and the thinking of identity with the principle of synthesis and the concepts of the whole and the one vis-à-vis the dangerous uncontrollability of the non-identical, the diffuse and the many which resists [more]
Schnell ist man sich einig (drei Stockwerke über der Karl Marx Allee): Die Berliner Baubestimmungen, nach der Wiedervereinigung um 1991 aufgestellt, waren ein Versuch, die Moderne zu eliminieren. Was die Zeit zwischen 1933 und 1945 nicht geschafft hat; jetzt sollte es doch noch gelingen. Steinfassade, Lochfassade, Traufhöhe, [more]
Last night, the rare female taxi driver picked me up, cackling as soon as I opened the door. Her dyed blond hair was gelled tight to her skull, the rest tumbled down in a peroxide ponytail. “Where’d you come from?” she yelled as I climbed in, like I [more]
“Fiambre, a salad made from cold cuts, all kinds of meats, fish, vegetables and pickled vegetables, is served on November 1st, after a visit to the cemetery. Fiambre is a cold meal of Spanish origin, possibly from the Extremadura (Spain). Fiambre is a very special meal for Guatemalans [more]
The artwork has the power to disturb through clarity, to suspend the subject’s certainties, “to suspend reality,” as Gilles Deleuze once said. There has never been art that entered into a coalition with reality. Art is resistance against that which is, not in the name of what ought [more]
For example the beautiful Neil Young cover “Into the Black” by The Chromatics. The song of their LP “Kill for Love” ends after 5 minutes and 22 seconds. When a song really catches me, I listen to it over and over. And nonetheless suddenly the magic of the [more]
The question concerning the subject (What is a subject?) — the question concerning art, the question concerning writing, the question concerning philosophy (What is art? What is writing? What is philosophy?) must open itself to the question of blindness. It is as if there were a subject — [more]
So Thursday night I hosted a Karaoke party, it was fantastic. I love karaoke. I think to sing in front of a room of people, as a very unprofessional singer is a challenge, an achievement and super fun. It’s a sort of therapy – the woman who used [more]
The more concrete the incident the more intense is the impact, no? If all people ask you to be aware and take care of a matter, but you just deny that it is relevant at all or declare the irrelevance of your concerns, the higher you fall when [more]