For the past week, I have been in Graz blogging for the festival Steirischer Herbst as part of their Randnotizen. My posts were as follows:
Cinema and Anxiety
The year when it disintegrates
In this photo the second moon was removed
The Night of Counting The Years
The blue and the gold could catch the light
Without a theme, under what other organizing principles might an exhibition be curated?
I’m here to make you feel. I’m not here to seduce you.
My lack of conviction in saying even the most obvious things, or the things I most believe in, works against me at times.