It is easy to believe nobody built this degradable substrate with that small figurine encysted within, an unsung astronaut; that the condition did not apply or that the machine ‘so disconnected… never got the message.’ The pseudo bone increments again. She ascends, follows the hooded figure with the poppy along a drive winding towards the […]
Meshes Of The Afternoon (Maya Deren, 1943) from SeriousFeather on Vimeo. It is easier to believe nobody built the chambers of the bone matrix; that it incremented like coral. This degradable substrate with a small body encysted like an unsung astronaut. Can we say there was no stopping it? The condition did not apply. The […]
I’m still cobbling together thoughts about Blade Runner 2049. At a cinematic level, I appreciated its measured pace. It has an understated melancholy that one often projects onto characters in Dick’s novels. Its architecture of ruination provided a formal theatrical, even operatic, counterpoint to the isolation and brokenness of its protagonists. There were performances to […]
Orange jump-suits daub Rosa with an invitation camouflage of fish paste. The python’s tail undulates to Bukkake rhythms as does the jungle girl/vore legend. Her soused head soon dangles from the eyeless abomination. He watches all this in a séance glad to conform finally. We never watched ghost-porn at home, even after links were disseminated […]
Leigh Singer justifies the form of the video essay with this resonant exploration of fracturing identities, liminal spaces and dark realism in the work of David Lynch.
Philosophical Catastrophism: Posthumanism as Speculative Aesthetics Traven lost within the blocks With the exhaustion of his supplies, Traven remained within the perimeter of the blocks almost continuously, conserving what strength remained to him to walk slowly down their empty corridors. The infection in his right foot made it difficult for him to replenish his […]