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• Art School Odyssey

  BY EVA BJÖRKSTRAND

• The hypermediate strategy of Sayuri Michima

  The story of Parrhasius and Zeuxis written by Pliny the Elder in the first century AD expresses the most universal attitude towards art among the ancient Greeks and Romans. It’s about a painter called Zeuxis and his contemporary Parrhasius, who stage a contest to determine the greater artist. When Zeuxis unveils his painting of grapes, they appear so real birds fly down to peck at them. But when Zeuxis asks Parrhasius to pull aside the curtain from his painting, the curtain itself turns out to be a painted illusion. Parrhasius wins, and Zeuxis admits that although he has deceived the birds, Parrhasius has deceived him.

• Throuwe by Sebastian Rozenberg

  “I admit to being a bit thrown when I saw you yesterday”

• SHAMAN FREUD: PASCAL LIEVRE’S TOTEM UND TABU

  In his 2010 ‘Bad Romance’ exhibition, Pascal Lievre began using glitter on his paintings.

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• UNDO

  Undo: the Real – Losing your consistency with the time passed since the departure. Reading a few fragments, feeding the jellyfish.

• “the ‘means’ [le moyen] is also a means to achieve something other than its own end.” Ranciere, 2012

  http://vimeo.com/56662654…

• Problems with how Nature can be interpreted in artistic processes, and what I am working on at the moment

  The process is like an octopus sometimes, one of those disgusting octopuses with a big heavy occiput which looks like a cross between a fester and a water-filled balloon. In that head, in the mind, there is either a muscle visible under the skin, or else there aren´t any muscles at all, alternatively withered muscles and a lot of skin.

• Bacon and the collapse of the borderline between the joke and the sublime

  by Staffan Boije Af Gennäs

  Prague, 1990. It is the summer after the Berlin wall came down. I’m having breakfast at Hotel Jalta – a communist style luxurious establishment. Eggs, bacon, jam and toast. I’m sitting on the terrace facing Václavské námesti, the city’s main parade

• Cykel / Bicycle

  BY LINA PERSSON

  The world shrunk and I could visit my friend in Vänge whenever I wanted to. Places interconnect in new ways. There was a straight path through the forest between Halla and Viklau which was a kilometer shorter than the long route by car. With my bicycle I can easily stop, take a side route and see where the grown-over path leads. Daily commuting is repeated with variations.