Suspended closure, suspended
Jimmy Robert
When we look, how do we objectify the body; how can we reflect on our (self) image as a construction?
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When we look, how do we objectify the body; how can we reflect on our (self) image as a construction?
IN OUR LIFETIME, is an anti-imperialist resource, edited by Hussein Mitha, produced by Arika for Episode 11, featuring poetry, essays, questions, prompts, letters and works of anti-colonial imaginary.
The practice of North African Indigenous revolutionary love, in the face of European capitalist violence and settler colonialism, with one of the most vital anti-colonial thinkers in Europe.
Beat poet Ira Cohen’s now infamous and wildly psychedelic film odyssey feeds one’s own seeing apparatus through beautifully warped and distorting mylar mirrors, resulting in a film dense and rich with visual arcana and poetry.
Performances at Anthology Film Archives by by Loren Mazzacane Connors, Alan Licht & Jandek.
Can we use sound, repetition and difference to personally and collectively engage with space, time and labour?
In Ramayya’s visionary poetry, the body assumes as many forms as love produces states: attraction and repulsion, excitement and exhaustion, selfishness and the dissolution of self.
A solo improvisation using just the situation of the concert: a space, a PA, Mattin’s own thoughts, you, the audience.
Trans-temporal drag, sexuality and the re-staging of illegible moments in history.
A collaboration bringing together artists with a shared gravitational heft to their work; an intense and concentrated accumulation of detail and power.
The second edition of the INSTAL festival broadened it’s scope to include performances from Francisco Lopez, Phil Niblock, Stefan Mathieu, Alva Noto, Ryoji Ikeda and John Wall.
Poems are kisses, fists, and underground rivers. For all these reasons and many more, I am a poet.