
Stephan Mathieu
Stephan Mathieu
Work that focuses in on the static hiss and background noise of recording and pushes it to the fore.
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Work that focuses in on the static hiss and background noise of recording and pushes it to the fore.
(Cyber)feminist, non-essentialist transgender and queer daily radio shows using the formula of morning radio as an arch way of thinking about the scripted behaviour and controlled empathy of systematic care.
Personal Spaces: inversion of a territorial bell, confusing the realms between rehearsal and performance, public and private space.
Edinburgh. Beer and smoke befuddled drone/ deadly efforts by Pjorn72 kingpin.
Series of short sets by Acid Mothers Temple / Ruins offshoots Zubi Zuva X, Akaten & Zoffy.
Sound and image slipping out of synch and into discord, the programme includes (in London at least) a very special version of Hollis Frampton’s masterful (nostalgia) with a live narration by Michael Snow.
Tiny fragments of sound recombined and woven into spare and precise, violent yet beautiful pieces
Recently rediscovered but still very pertinent, Kino Beleške presents a series of speech acts and performative gestures by protagonists of the new artistic practice in former Yugoslavia: each a personal take on the role of art in society.
Jarrod Fowler and Christof Migone kick things off with performances involving edible plants, a saw, dandruff, and Christof responding to the prompt: “as far as you can for as long as you can.”
The mutability of the body and the mobility of identity: queered pop culture, drag, lip-sync and performance.
Bleu Shut reveals, and allows us to enjoy, our gullibility within the pervasive absurdity of modern life.
How do poetry and maths stitch together pictures of our fractured situation from its wreckage and relics, from the debris of hope and the well of residues that make us what we are?