April 2004 Archives

Porn theatre of the mind

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(Europe, spring 2004)

April 30, 2004 | 10:57 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)
Shopping sleeps


(Wien, spring 2004)

April 30, 2004 | 10:54 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)
Question #5

Is the name the place?


(Sevilla, spring 2004)

April 30, 2004 | 10:49 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)
Anniversario 7

Cavorting in passionate matrimony since 20 April 1997.


(Marianna on Sevillian rooftop - 20 April 2004)

April 26, 2004 | 10:35 PM | Permalink | Comments (2)
Offline and on the road (rumbo pa' Sevilla)

Dear all, expect blog dormancy until Monday 26 April.


(image found here)

April 15, 2004 | 05:16 PM | Permalink | Comments (1)
My Doomsday Weapon - political art prank for the 21st Century

I don't normally push press releases, but couldn't resist posting the blurb to
Jakob Boeskov's show My Doomsday Weapon:

"Weapons that shoots microchips into the bodies of innocent civilians. An artist smuggling blueprints for fake technology inside China's first international weapons fair. Laughing arms traders drinking 30 year old Chivas Regal among teenage models advertising new weapons. No, it's not a scary sci-fi movie. It's a blast of an art show by Danish artist Jakob S. Boeskov

My Doomsday Weapon is Jakob S. Boeskov's debut solo exhibition and its more than just art. It's also a media sensation and a daredevil prank with a message. Its based upon events that, without exaggerating, can be described as one of the most important political art-stunts of the 21st century.

As the CEO of the fictional Scandinavian arms company Empire North; Boeskov traveled to Beijing in June 2002. He came to infiltrate CIEPE (China International Exhibition on Police Equipment) a startling event where the international weapons dealer jet-set for the first time rubbed shoulders in China. With him he had 300 fake business cards and a poster of a horrific hi-tech weapon. This weapon ("The ID Sniper") was designed to shoot off GPS (Global Positioning System) microchips into the bodies of innocent civilians, whose movements later could be followed by authorities via the GPS satellite system.

Boeskov presented his futuristic art weapon in constant fear of being revealed as a fraud and describes the 3 days at the weapons fair like this "It was the worst 3 days of my life, like being trapped inside a nightmarish sci-fi novel that you authored yourself." The outcome of the events shall not be revealed here, but it's a fact that Jakob S. Boeskov got extremely positive responses for his weapon and one Chinese company even gave Boeskov some very lucrative offers.

With My Doomsday Weapon Jakob S. Boeskov shows the need to set new standards for political art, proving that conceptual art can be just as entertaining as a Hollywood blockbuster. His own word for this new art-style is 'fictionism' which he describes like this: "Turn you worst fears about the future into a product. Present this product in present day reality. Report the reactions."


April 15, 2004 | 01:30 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)
Mobile prayers: the Koran on a phone

Applying religion to product design:

"For the past two years, a Dubai-based firm has been developing a cellular telephone that promises to "connect you to your beliefs wherever you are." This high tech flip phone does more than point devout users in the direction of Mecca from 5,000 cities worldwide. It also stores the entire Koran and is equipped with a Yamaha sound system that can be programmed to play the Islamic call to prayer, or Azan, up to five times per day."
April 13, 2004 | 06:13 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)
Mystic sink

If you think doing the washing up can be an act of meditation, then...



April 13, 2004 | 04:45 PM | Permalink | Comments (1)
Looking at the photographer quote the painting

This is an unauthorized reproduction of a detail of a photograph by Philip-Lorca diCorcia for W Magazine reproduced by the New York Times as part of article about "Fashioning Fiction" at the MoMA, an exhibition which includes the image in question, which is a direct quotation of the pictorial work by Edward Hopper, and which I quote as a way of alluding at art that is produced thanks to other works of art. Or perhaps I just like it.


(gracias Antonio!)

April 12, 2004 | 07:56 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)
Euro MayDay Parade


April 12, 2004 | 07:29 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)
Love and bondage in the new economy revisited

Love and bondage in the new economy came out two years ago. It was the last piece I wrote for Telepolis and, of the writing I have done for reasons of economic return (i.e. getting paid), it is the article that most remains in my heart, both for its stylistic 'contamination' and the subject it treats:

"As spring reboots across the western hemisphere - nature's algorithms muting to codes of renewal and transformation - all around the winter of military operations, of business cannibalisation, of economic migration grows harsher each day. The brilliant colours of summer once promised by the New Economy now lay buried under the snowdrifts of mass layoffs and redundancies in G8 countries. Neo-liberalism driving the blizzards of pauperisation across vast territories of the global ghetto. The war that some quarters want made eternal freezes our vision on barren horizons."

Two years on, this could have been written yesterday. The chilling wind of pauperisation keeps blowing against ever increasing percentages of the global population. After the dismantling of welfare systems, it is now the turn of the middle-class. The 'New' these days belongs no longer to the economy, but to the poor. While the war eternal, well, in Iraq we seem to have found our very own Vietnam (we are after all a culture that thrives on revivals), and there are plenty more fronts waiting to be bombed open.

But perhaps "fronts" is no longer correct. Perhaps military "hot-spots" is a more precise definition for those regions of the new world disorder where full conflict is researched and developed and implemented full spec. Otherwise the "front" can erupt anywhere.

We have entered the first global low-intensity civil war. 'Civil' because in our intricately interconnected times the notion that what happens to others elsewhere is not our business can no longer apply. This is the century of the discovery that the other contains me.

Do not be confused by the current "hot spot" wars. This is not just another sequel of a centuries-old crusade. The first global civil war is a conflict of perception. It is a clash between fundamentalist, mono-culture thought (be it the Muslim suicide bomber, the Christian fundamentalist in the Oval Office, the hyper-liberal businesswoman, the professional protester) and hyperlinked, multifaceted vision. Between those that drive the desertification of resources and soul through the pursuit of short-term ROI (return on investment) and those that seek their KPIs (key performance indicators) in the design and development of abundant layers of reality that have long been gleaned only in dream.

April 11, 2004 | 07:38 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)
Site-dada is (not) the photo.map

Dada photomontage and net.art sitemaps.


April 09, 2004 | 05:17 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)
Language is a war whore

Guess the word that is never mentioned in this Time article on private security consultants in Iraq.

April 08, 2004 | 11:08 PM | Permalink | Comments (1)
Driving a global health hazard

It was sometime last year: I can remember driving round somewhere in suburban southern Europe past empty Chinese restaurants full of banquet rooms simmering on bankruptcy looking for a place to eat, and people in the car saying "lets go anywhere, but not there. SARS kills!", and on we drove past other speeding cars. Funny the things we fear at times.

Which is a roundabout way of saying: just be careful when you drive.

April 08, 2004 | 06:41 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

This story has been winking at me from a variety of blogs today, giving new meaning to a glittering eye. I succumb to its gaze and help spread this techno-ophthalmic meme in the blink of a post.


"Dutch eye surgeons have implanted tiny pieces of jewellery called "JewelEye" in the mucous membrane of the eyes of six women and one man in cosmetic surgery pioneered by an ophthalmic surgery research and development institute in Rotterdam. The procedure involves inserting a 3.5 mm (0.13 inch) wide piece of specially developed jewellery -- the range includes a glittering half-moon or heart -- into the eye's mucous membrane under local anaesthetic at a cost of 500 to 1,000 euros."

April 08, 2004 | 05:01 PM | Permalink | Comments (4)
Vintage counterculture commodity


(found here - gracias Marta!)

April 08, 2004 | 03:08 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)
Walking in place

Walking in place: An erudite exploration of the act and art of walking.



April 06, 2004 | 07:19 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)
Fighting fashionista

I'm thinking fashion and accessories today, and black is definitely the new black in this season's paramilitary trends.


(Full catalogue here)

April 05, 2004 | 03:47 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)
Couture covers & mobile fashion

The start of a new fad? Vivienne Westwood joins forces with Motorola with the introduction of the couture cover(ed), extremely limited edition (99) of the V600 clamshell camera phone.



April 05, 2004 | 03:42 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)
Question #4

Is all paid work a form of prostitution?

April 05, 2004 | 11:57 AM | Permalink | Comments (2)
Thinking Palm Sunday


(image by Mario Cravo Neto - via)

April 04, 2004 | 10:44 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)
Dawn in central Afghanistan

Dawn in central Afghanistan - Nick Danziger (2001)


April 03, 2004 | 11:28 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)
Forever cannon fodder

The Pentagon is sending unfit soldiers back to Iraq.

"Gerry Mosley, 49, a first sergeant in a transportation unit, was injured jumping off a truck that came under fire. By the time he was medically retired on March 17, he was taking 56 pills a day for shoulder, back and spinal conditions, post-traumatic stress disorder, and Parkinson's which was not diagnosed when he was shipped out.

Mosley also developed an abiding anger against an institution he served for 31 years, accusing the army of trying to shirk responsibility for his condition now he was surplus to requirements.

"I went to Iraq and fought the enemy, not knowing I was going to come back to the United States and fight a bigger enemy," he says."

April 03, 2004 | 11:17 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)
Remembering the genocide

Rwanda: remembering the genocide.



April 03, 2004 | 11:13 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)
Hunting for Mogi

Here, here, here, here, and here.

April 02, 2004 | 05:01 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)
Elect a madman...


Elect a madman you get madness - an installation by Kyle Goen.
Currently on show at Stay Gold Gallery, Williamsburg, Brooklyn.



April 01, 2004 | 05:56 PM | Permalink | Comments (4)