ALIENIST Magazine #2 (March 2018): 30,000 YEARS OF MARKET CONSOLIDATION
INTERIOR MINISTRY, LOUIS ARMAND, RICHARD MAKIN, DARYA KULBASHNA, RAREŞ GROZEA, VÍT BOHAL, DAVID VICHNAR, MARK DIVO, TATIANA LEBEDEVA, ELIZAVETA ARKHIPOVA, VADIM ERENT, MS MEKIBES, DMITRII SOBOLEV, GEORGIE CHEERS-ASLANIAN, GERMÁN SIERRA, VINCENT DACHY, ANDREW HODGSON, THOR GARCIA, JEROEN NIEUWLAND, VANESSA PLACE, STEWART HOME, ALAN SONDHEIM, MARK AMERIKA, NICOLA MASCIANDARO, DEREK SAYER, OLGA STEHLÍKOVÁ, MICHEL DELVILLE, KAREL PIORECKÝ, DOMINQUE HECQ, SIMONE DE BOURGEOIS, CHARLES BERNSTEIN, PIERRE JORIS, JOSEF STRAKA, ALI ALIZADEH, PHIL SHOENFELT, STEPHANIE GRAY, JAROMÍR TYPLT, FEMEN Continue reading “ALIENIST 2”
Issue 1 of ALIENIST magazine / October 2017
Interior Ministry, E. Arkhipova, L. Armand, S. Bonney, D. Vachy, M. Divo, V. Erent, V. Farnsworth, T. Garcia, T. König, D. Kulbashna, T. Lebedeva, R. Makin, M.S. Mekibes, G. Sierra, D. Vichnar, D. Harlan Wilson. Continue reading “ALIENIST”
Alienist Broadsheet #5 (May 2018) download PDF
TO LIVE (& DIE) AT A DISTANCE FROM THE WORLD
Like a pre-packaged frozen lunch, “society” has come to such a pass that anything in its general proximity that isn’t utterly cretinised simply wants to be left alone. Meanwhile, social democracy, having met with unheard-of humiliations, discovers no other recourse than to demand more. Art, too, has gone the way of this ballot-box-which-is-really-a-lunchbox, while pretending it can see plainly what’s naked at the end of its fork. Except that it is what’s at the end of the fork, which it calls a critique of commodification. But it’s not that “society” doesn’t accomplish what it desires in democracy. Suspended in an open-ended teleology of the present, instant gratification is the one thing there’s no shortage of. All “society” has to do is reach out & touch the screen (to cast as many ballots as it wishes). Art is the endless replay potential of this mise-en-scene. Continue reading “MAY DAY PROCLAMATION”
After 30,000 years of market consolidation, the diagnosis. Hurrah! Global Alienation continues apace! Merci monsieurs RANDcorp-Delgado-Fukuyama-Zuckerberg. In a psych-ward far far away, the “Last Man.” Let us now shed a tear. Continue reading “VENICE STATEMENT”
|It’s the future
you’re already dead – an itinerant
inside a vacuum tube,
inside the shape of facts-as-given.
When’s an idea not its own medium?
Certain there’re /only/
questionable things –
though less puzzled by them
than they are by you.
Here the cameras are turned to ensure
a reluctance more picturesque.
On the third day,
the news you’d forgotten, returned –
gripped by fear
of the crucial
/missed moment/ –
like the cryogenic avatar
who embarrasses us in dreams.
What dark /art/ possessed it?
|In the future
already dead, you’re an itinerant
in a vacuum tube
no-one will ever switch on.
these aren’t the only
questionable /things/ – the presence
of the camera, for example,
nautilus to its own inhabiting image.
Harmless as it seems,
history still revolts you.
Like a dog-hair coat,
like a contracted zero-hour.
This is a calculated
emotional response –
a /change in emphasis/.
But salvaged from reflections in an
who will fathom it?
Continue reading “ARTIST’S HEAD IMPRISONED IN PLEXIGLASS”
INTERIOR MINISTRY, DEATH MASK SUTRA (2018), published by Alienist magazine
Interior Ministry, DEATH MASK SUTRA 1.0.4 (FULL BOOK) (PDF)
“But these extravagant forebodings dwindled in the light of reason. True, the word ‘Plague’ had been uttered; true, at this very moment one or two victims were being seized & laid low by the disease. Still, that cld stop, or be stopped. It was only a matter of lucidly recognising what had to be recognised; of expelling extraneous shadows & doing what needed to be done. Then the Plague wld come to an end, because it was unthinkable, or, rather, because one thought of it on misleading lines. If, as was most likely, it died out, all wld be well. If not, one wld know it anyhow for what it was.” (Albert Camus)
“From an epidemic point of view, the Plague is the only disease exactly resembling art.” (Antonin Artaud)
The revolution is now. Plague City, year zero. A contemporary retelling of Boccaccio’s Decameron, played-out against the backdrop of the 2000 Prague anti-globalisation riots, DEATH MASK SUTRA is a relentless parody of neoliberal economics & light-at-the-end-of-the-tunnel political irrealism. Continue reading “DEATH MASK SUTRA”
AMERIKA, TOWARDS A NEO-SOVIET CENTURY. WHO ARE THE STATE’S CULTURAL DEFENCE CONTRACTORS? LISTEN, BETWEEN THE LINES THERE’S ONLY “EMPTY SPACE” (REDACTOLOGY). SHOOTING TO KILL WOULD’VE BEEN MORE HUMANE. EAVESDROPPING ON THE LOGICAL MONOTONY OF THE SUICIDE BOMBER’S CLOCK. PILES OF SHREDDED “REPORTS ON KNOWLEDGE” LAY IN THE STREET. CIVIL SOCIETY WAS THE CODEWORD FOR IMMEDIATE COMPLIANCE. AFTER FAILING TO DIE, CHRIST RETURNED TO THE SCENE OF THE CRIME FOR A SECOND ATTEMPT. HIS MERZBAU IN HER STUXNET. PROGRESS LED TO CERTAIN THINGS THAT CAME AFTER IT. TIRELESSLY CONSTRUING NOISE DISGUISED AS LANGUAGE. SECRET POLICE ARCHIPELAGOS AT SUNSET, JAGGED RESPIRATION UNDER COVER OF BEING A FUGITIVE. THE VICTIMS ALL HAD SWASTIKA ARMBANDS. INJECTING FLUORIDE INTO THEIR COCA-COLA, TO SOCIALLY ENGINEER MASS STUPIDITY. G.O.D. OR THE THEORY OF EVERYTHING THAT DOESN’T WORK. LAMAISONBLANCHE WAS A “SOCIAL MEDIUM.” ESCAPE PLAN: BIG $$$ IN LUNAR REAL-ESTATE. STILL ADJUSTING TO THE SHOCK OF CAPTURE, TO THE INSANITY OF THE NIGHT.