Siobhan Leddy

You can’t beat the primitive, electric thrill of unearthing a secret, as breathtakingly depicted in Michelangelo Antonioni’s 1966 masterpiece, Blow-Up. A fashion photographer, after secretly photographing a couple in the park, notices something strange in the developed images. Curious, he enlarges various sections, zooming into their black and white grains. Concealed in the bushes is the blur of a man’s face, and a gun pointing directly at the couple—or could that just be leaves?
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On our social media feeds we slip, frictionless, through time. Saturday is next to Tuesday is next to #tbt 2014. Where once chronology was king, now our feeds are mostly algorithmic timelines. But chronological sorting is algorithmic too.

At Berlin’s Büro BDP art space, I’m handed a cup of biting, effervescent kombucha. The glass bursts with thousands of microbes that are invisible to the eye—although, if you place your ear close to the rim, you might be able to hear them hiss.

The seven people that make up the Culture Works team are gathered around a kitchen table at Lower East Lab in Berlin. The space is filled with the kind of light only a crisp late winter can provide, the walls are peppered with graphic posters, its bookcases are stuffed with monographs. The smell of French press coffee fills the air. The team shares an easy intimacy, and their comfort around each other is palpable. A kitchen table is, to some degree, the ideal hangout for the creative events team based in Aarhus and Copenhagen, simultaneously embodying the importance of familial warmth...

Could it be that we are both what we do and where we do it?

It’s easy to get lost in the Quantum Natives universe. The global-collective-slash-platform-slash-record-label is tricky to summarize, and even trickier to navigate. Fortunately, though, there’s a map.

In 1977, the French artist known as ORLAN stood outside the Grand Palais in Paris, offering deep, amorous kisses to strangers in exchange for a small donation.

Kuwaiti artist Monira al Qadiri on Japanese cartoons and the body as art

Thrown into relief against an increasingly precarious workforce, bots are now taking on the more quotidian aspects of human labour. Whether this is an act of liberation or brutality will depend almost entirely on the fate of capitalism.

Nostalgic posters for space travel dress up capitalist resource grabbing as adventure

The post-fact thesis is based on the assumption that truth had previously been the raw stuff of politics.

It’s that time of year again: between 28–30 April, Berlin’s galleries are opening their doors for Gallery Weekend Berlin—three days of some of the city’s most impressive art exhibitions.

With ‘IOU’, Harm van den Dorpel is asking us to believe in ghosts. In these newly commissioned works for narrative projects, van den Dorpel conducts something like a séance: bringing the past into the present; making visible the invisible.

Artists Molly Soda and Arvida Byström uncensor the censored

“A lot of my work is about becoming your art,” says Monira al Qadiri. “I’ve had that ever since I was a child. If I really like something, I want to become like it.”