Translation
Achim Wollscheid Kenneth Goldsmith
Kenneth Goldsmith reads extracts of his conceptual poetry and Achim Wollscheid manipulates mobile phone signals.
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Kenneth Goldsmith reads extracts of his conceptual poetry and Achim Wollscheid manipulates mobile phone signals.
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An audio report for the NATOarts board of directors that seeks to promote global security and stability through the exhibition of works of conceptual art.
A dialogical meeting of Baraka’s radical poetry and Grimes’ free jazz syncopation.
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