Artists Harry Kipper and Roger Herman argue about art, share stock tips, and discuss the finer points of being German.

Heidrun Roshöft conveys the most formative experiences in Jörg Immendorff’s life … from artistic isolation in West Germany, a camaraderie with fellow German artist A. R. Penck, to the development of the Café Deutschland series.

Artist Robin Winters talks about his assorted odd jobs, his cast of characters, and sets an ultimatum for the American government.

The films of Daniel Schmid elaborate the sensual fantasies people call forth to veil reality, a response of desire to exigencies of the social order. 

Filmmaker Lizzie Borden imagines a post-revolutionary future in which women of all races band together to overthrow a male-dominated media and government. She discusses the film’s adoption of ’60s counterculture rhetoric and the value of science fiction.

Look, they say, I post myself beside the statue of Zeus or Apollo or whichever god and blaspheme and strike, and in no way does he take revenge on me!

He hooked the nail of his middle finger between his lower teeth and peeled off a sliver. 

A songster by the name of Baby Bundy was accustomed to thrill his church and congregation every Sunday and Thursday in New York by singing anthems, solos, and old hymn tunes.

On Monday nights I sleep with a murderer. 

This is a story of me and my girlfriend Maxie Vulpine, which is funny in itself (her name, I mean) because she is exactly what the kids in the suburbs call “a fox.”

Rhymes, riddles—children like these. 

Late afternoon and we’re beginning to grow hungry, late autumn and the holiday season, 

I only wanted to go far, be a star,

It’s Dangerfields on a Sunday, “Open Mike,” 2:00 AM, romper room time. 

First I look out the window to check on the

You find yourself thinking (in Los Angeles)

The title text from “Interjections,” which is composed of 150 pages of texts dictated by Artaud to a secretary who visited him in his room at the asylum in Rodez in 1946.

You are about to enter a story where the characters speak like those in cheap novels and smutty magazines; 

“How long have you been here?”

“I’ve dropped 60 at Golden Gate Fields. 

This is Wittgenstein: “If we have a prerecorded universe in which everything is prerecorded, then the only thing that is not prerecorded are the prerecordings themselves! If with my cut ups I was attempting to tamper with the original prerecordings, then I think I have succeeded to some modest extent.”

“The Loveless echoes the exclusively modulated cynicism found in American writers from Chandler to Bukowski with more than a suggestion that people become outlaws long before they commit crimes.”