Living Fragments: On Berlin’s Winter of Broken Pieces
I, for one, want to be broken into pieces. The way sappy music breaks its lovers. We bright-lit gallery people are more reserved. But…
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Do Androids Dream of Representative Art?
“The closer we come to the danger, the more brightly do the ways into the saving power begin to shine and the more questioning…
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