Events
APPUNTI PER UN’ORESTIADE AFRICANA – a democracy in fatigue
Pasolini in his pseudo-documentary Appunti per un Orestiade Africane (1970) radicalises an aesthetic of the unfinished characterised by the desire…
Unsere Puppenstube (Our Dollhouse)
I have been photographing my younger sister Masantu for over ten years. I started taking it seriously when she expressed…
Around 42nd and 7th
In New York, Times Square attracts so many different people from all over the place. This area gives me illusions…
Veiled by Cloud and Mist
In the southeastern region of Guizhou, there are numerous ethnic minorities, with the Miao people being predominant. Surrounded by mountains…
BLACK SNAFU
Anti-Blackness seems inescapably mixed into whatever context I place it into; literature, science, government, health, art… look into any “field”…
Weapon of Choice
“Loneliness, roaming youths, violence and predators. We were wild nocturnals in the dark, warm nights. Summer left quickly and before…
Confrontation of The Absent Hero
These series of works, titled “Confrontation of The Absent Hero,” is rooted in a profound childhood memory that has influenced…
Frantz Fanon, Me and the Questions
“Each generation must out of relative obscurity discover its mission, fulfill it, or betray it. In underdeveloped countries the preceding…
El pez muere por la boca / The Fish Dies By Its Mouth
“The Fish Dies By Its Mouth / El pez muere por la boca” reflects on the resilience and resistance of…
I saw a tree bearing stones in the place of apples and pears
“In the Catholic church there are three classes of relics. The first class is body parts of a saint. The…
Icons
The power of icons has consistently fascinated and perplexed artists. It has also challenged them to offer a different narrative…
In Search of Nessie
Alongside the projects I stubbornly pursued surrounding airports — “Unnamed Land: Air Port City” (2013-2020), “Night Spotting” (2015-2016) and “Myrtle…
Men Don’t Cry
My dad cries a lot these days. Any sad movie never made him cry before. He didn’t cry when our…
People of Clay
It took me many years to notice at quieter moments when no one was listening, she would sing. Simple tunes…
Save as Text
By utilising glitches in photography and the image-making process of Jacquard Weave, Save as Text employs weaving as a form…
State of Denial
My name is Sasha, and I’m a political exile from Belarus. In my homeland, a repressive dictatorship prevails, suppressing freedom…
The Oriental Scene
“The Oriental Scene” investigates the concept of Chinoiserie architecture in the UK in the context of de-colonialism. The project uses…
The Persistence of Family
Our connections to our ancestors and our descendants often feel stronger than connections to those around us. I often wish…
Things I Can’t Say Out Loud
After eight years of living apart, Riti Sengupta moved in with her parents at the onset of the pandemic. Upon…
And the sun became black as sackcloth and the moon became red as blood
On February 24, 2022, my homeland started the full-scale invasion of Ukraine. To understand where the roots of such aggression…
Trailblazers
“Trailblazers” is an inquiry into Egypt’s feminist history through socially engaged self-portraiture and performance, integrated with public archives to forge…