I Am the Martyr Sanâ' Yûsif Muhaydlî
In Support Of Art And Democracy
Thoughts on Archiving E:vent Projects and Events
29 Decisions for a Time Capsule Radio Piece
Porta2030 - Imaginary And Real!
Mutlitudinario: Excerpts On Multitude And Asymmetry
A certain tendency in Israeli cinema
Jessica Voorsanger's Celebrity Question
De-sublimation of the Multitude
The Multitude: Art in the Urban Context.
Micalef reading "Pulling a Catch 22"
From memory to memory and back again
A Topology Of Synthetic Pleasure
Welcome To The Post-Psychedelic- Baroque
Nobody Escapes, Nobody's An Artist
Incipient Stages of Useful Structures
Dialogue #3 (That's not for me to say)
Institutionalised resistant places - theme park anarchism
Only a Network Can Save Us Now
The Anxiety of the Lonely Listener
A Species Of Punishment Inflicted On Innocence
The Neurobiopolitics of Global Consciousness
I met a photographer who took me through the Stasi prison here in Berlin and these are images of his cell, deprivation and interrogation rooms. He was 17 and on a school holiday from Leipzig photographing a castle in Usedom, an island in north Germany. He had planned a career as a documentary photographer in the former DDR. He was arrested and the images show the hauntings of a place where he spent six years of his life for his one photo. Twenty years after imprisonment he became a photographer of social functions.
This series of photographs was taken in December 2004.
