Sean Meehan & Taku Unami
Sean Meehan Taku Unami
Sean and Taku share an interest in structure, space and time. A spartan, abstract, considered and surprisingly musical set.
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Sean and Taku share an interest in structure, space and time. A spartan, abstract, considered and surprisingly musical set.
A short chat about what we (Arika) might be trying to do with our program for the Biennial.
Chip will read some of his great literary pornography, which pushes sexuality to the point of extremity and exhaustion.
In rethinking the body, the law, the state, gender, race, violence, care and empathy, how we might give humanness a different future?
An original and beautifully simple performed installation forging a direct link between sound and image.
UK conceptual/ drone/ noise artist, who is seriously posing what might seem to be unanswerable questions of music.
A panel exploring how to dismantle the master’s house — its material edifices and ideological architecture — and the construction of abolitionist futures in the present.
How do we make the connections between the mutual aid practices of our daily lives and anti-capitalist efforts to dismantle wider systems of exploitation?
Includes: a £20 note, stock fluctuations, an examination of words in the video medium, a linguistic challenge for your mind, a frame by frame dissection 50 words, shop front poetry, image and language head to head and newspapers under the microscope.
Chip’s written some of the greatest of all Sci-Fi and Fantasy—page turning character driven diamond-hard novels and short stories: each a lens that refracts our real-life struggles and desires.
To Rococo Rot member Robert Lippok performing for the first time in the UK with his solo project.
Goofily deformed, deeply thought vocal jams: like the sound of your own breath rushing through your head.