Collage
Working with collage to undo the gendered and racist gaze.
Working with collage to undo the gendered and racist gaze.
A rare David Wojnarowicz zine is republished.
The detritus of a filmmaking career becomes an immersive work of autofiction.
Photographs addressing gender, sexuality, and popular culture.
From Andrei Tarkovsky to Lucrecia Martel, Peter Hutton to Nathaniel Dorsky, entire aesthetic philosophies, genres, and approaches to filmmaking have been rooted in the elements.
Devon Marinac is a visual artist whose practice includes painting, drawing, collage, and zine making, often in combination. Devon was born in British Columbia, raised in Mississauga, and currently resides in Toronto.
These poems are excerpted from Annelyse Gelman’s Heck Land: The Resorted Text, a lyrical reworking of the definitive edition of William S. Burroughs’s seminal anti-novel Naked Lunch: The Restored Text. There are twenty-five in all—one for each chapter of Naked Lunch—each a scalpeled, reappropriated cut-up tape-mounted to projector transparency, then photographed recto and verso, along with dust, fingerprints, squashed bugs, and other process artifacts.
This piece consists entirely of first sentences from 268 short stories published in The New Yorker over the past 20 years, from 1997 to 2017.
A print project glitched by digital media.
fiction + volume = sculpture
The great lost American fragment novel.
Yep, here I am to tell y’all about YEAH—YEAH being YEAH the magazine, that turpentine “tonic in type for young and old,” mimeographed between 1961 and 1965 by Fugs founder, poet, and anarcho-sociologist of the Lower East Side Tuli Kupferberg.
A letter from Brakhage to the poet Robert Kelly describing his work on the groundbreaking film Mothlight.
Embracing boredom and creative constraints, Katchadourian tells of in-flight artwork and other conceptual projects.
Suburban sprawl and craft-store spree meet creeping apocalyptic bleakness.
“I don’t want the kind of career where everything is sensible and safe; I’d rather suffer through the anxiety of wondering where I’m going next than suffer the boredom of dancing in the same safe square.”
