Category Archives: Intimacies

Island Infrastructures III (Speakers in the Park)

Dreaming of Islands – whether in joy or in fear… – is dreaming of pulling away, of being separate, far from any continent, of being lost and alone – or it is dreaming of starting from scratch, recreating, beginning anew. _Gilles

Island Infrastructures III (Speakers in the Park)

Dreaming of Islands – whether in joy or in fear… – is dreaming of pulling away, of being separate, far from any continent, of being lost and alone – or it is dreaming of starting from scratch, recreating, beginning anew. _Gilles

Island Infrastructures II (The Devil’s Backbone)

Dreaming of Islands – whether in joy or in fear… – is dreaming of pulling away, of being separate, far from any continent, of being lost and alone – or it is dreaming of starting from scratch, recreating, beginning anew. _Gilles

Island Infrastructures II (The Devil’s Backbone)

Dreaming of Islands – whether in joy or in fear… – is dreaming of pulling away, of being separate, far from any continent, of being lost and alone – or it is dreaming of starting from scratch, recreating, beginning anew. _Gilles

Anxiety/Toxicity

Prelude There’s a place I like to visit when ordinariness becomes overwhelming (more so than usual). It’s a concave, open space—a counterpoint to the stubby cylinder, a “coliseum,” that I can’t miss when I look through my window. It’s a

Anxiety/Toxicity

Prelude There’s a place I like to visit when ordinariness becomes overwhelming (more so than usual). It’s a concave, open space—a counterpoint to the stubby cylinder, a “coliseum,” that I can’t miss when I look through my window. It’s a

Still*

The best Utopias are those that fail the most comprehensively  _Frederic Jameson Meeting the present is like meeting a new lover: telling the story of how you got to be this way in the present moment suddenly changes its usual cadences because

Still*

The best Utopias are those that fail the most comprehensively  _Frederic Jameson Meeting the present is like meeting a new lover: telling the story of how you got to be this way in the present moment suddenly changes its usual cadences because

The Boy Cannot Come In

a. I was in the backseat of the car, sullen as the day was. It was a school-holiday — I can’t recollect what one — and my parents had decided to drive to one of those oversized, overdone structures that

The Boy Cannot Come In

a. I was in the backseat of the car, sullen as the day was. It was a school-holiday — I can’t recollect what one — and my parents had decided to drive to one of those oversized, overdone structures that

Four Surfaces

1. 2. 3. 4. This autumn I ghost wrote my own autobiography through the lens of Walter Benjamin’s Arcades Project. The result was not a text but an exhaustive and immutable archive of four surfaces. Above is the digital version

Four Surfaces

1. 2. 3. 4. This autumn I ghost wrote my own autobiography through the lens of Walter Benjamin’s Arcades Project. The result was not a text but an exhaustive and immutable archive of four surfaces. Above is the digital version

J is for (Modern Archaeology)

At the Jorvik Viking Centre in 1989, the remains of the thousand-year-old village now submerged in York are displayed for our improvement and delight. A miniature train proceeds through a series of tableaux in which the inhabitants are depicted, played

J is for (Modern Archaeology)

At the Jorvik Viking Centre in 1989, the remains of the thousand-year-old village now submerged in York are displayed for our improvement and delight. A miniature train proceeds through a series of tableaux in which the inhabitants are depicted, played