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For some reason, this is the phrase that rang in my ears for days after the interview for mono.kultur #37, forthcoming.

Good night quote

A series of good night quotes from my favourite books and authors starts here & today with A | Paul Auster, Moon Palace, p.25. Good night Berlin, good night Amerika, good night world.


While Radiohead are currently on hiatus, their front man Thom Yorke seems on a creative high: after last year’s Atoms for Peace side project, the man just this Friday announced the release of yet another solo album, Tomorrow’s Modern Boxes, released through a pay-gated torrent file.


It is precisely 18:01 now, meaning that one minute ago, across the big pond, the doors opened to this year’s installment of the mother of all art book fairs, obviously in New York and where else? We imagine a stampede of book lovers, wallets in hand (last year, all ATMs in the vicinity of PS1 ran out of cash), greed in their eyes for the latest jewels in publishing across the globe. Head over to Motto’s stand, fellas! With mono.kultur aplenty on offer, yessiree.

The New York Art Book Fair 2014
September 26–28, 2012

22-25 Jackson Avenue at 46th Avenue
Long Island City, NY

Europe’s Dystopian Novels

Photos by: Boris Kralj

Having recently spent a couple of weeks in Tallinn, Estonia, I ended up being fully introduced to Estonia’s Soviet past, followed by its quick embracing of capitalism and current ‘better’ days. It’s an interesting past, the one that still haunts eastern european formerly communist countries and, perhaps even more interesting, present, certainly touched not only by the memories of it as well as by the strong influences of the eastern soviet bloc.

Growing up in a southern Europe country in the late 80s, in the opposite end of the continent, means a very loose connection with that part of our history, only mitigated much later, during school years. For most southern europeans that I know, there is a true fascination, — more than a nostalgia — for that past, which feels more like a Orwellian dystopian novel than true facts that actually took place. And it’s a bit of that feeling that I experiment in Boris Kralj’s ‘My Belgrade’, a photobook that documents the traces of ex-Yugoslavia in nowadays Belgrade.

About the book itself, there isn’t much I can add which hasn’t been said already in Joerg Koch’s piece on 032C online:

To me, Boris Kralj’s photography manifests everything that makes Belgrade so appealing—so morbidly fascinating and so dense, built upon countless layers of histories and ideologies. Twenty years after the breakout of the Yugoslav Wars, this is the evidence of one man’s impulse to document the remaining fragments of the Yugoslav idea in the Serbian capital. It is a nostalgic project that is done with an earnestness and a naivety of which only someone who has never lived there could be capable. Boris Kralj has Yugoslav parents, but was brought up in Germany. He attended Yugoslav school once a week, went with his parents on weekends to the Yugoslav club, followed by dinner at the local Yugoslav restaurant in his hometown. Summer holidays were spent with relatives back in Yugoslavia, but the poison of nationalism and the horrors of war in the 1990s changed everything. Suddenly, his father and friends became Croats, his relatives Slovenes, acquaintances Bosnians, and Belgrade an international pariah.

Turing Text

Show me your handwriting, and I tell you who you are. Seems like robots are picking up individual handwriting now. Could this be the next Turing Test? Austin based startup Maillift is taking marketing spam to a whole new level. Seamless Salesforce integration, of course.

Some hints on how to tell humans and machines apart.


In the series “Malkovich, Malkovich, Malkovich” by Sandro Miller, Mr. John Malkovich appears as Marilyn Monroe, Andy Warhol, Mick Jagger, Alfred Hitchcock, Che Gueavara, John Lennon, Dali; idiosyncratic, cult characters of history of photography and more.


While I’m sure almost all of you have heard of Shirin Neshat, a tribute. Best known for the photographic series Women of Allah, two-screen video works, and the film Women Without Men (2009), her work addresses the female experience and sexual politics in Islamic societies.  As in Turbulence (1998) here, Neshat’s use of lush chiaroscuro seeks to articulate potent ideology, vibrant culture, and unforgiving social codes lived by her subjects.


In Residence: Ricardo Bofill

The architect of holy,dystopic, fairy-tale spaces…

Past Continuous

The best thing NYC’s awesome Dexter Sinister pulled off this year was sending an invite on June 26 (!) that said: “Please come last SATURDAY 21 JUNE 2014 at 10:30 pm to Contemporary Art Centre, Vilnius (CAC), Vokieciu 2, Vilnius LT-01130, Lithuania, for the STAGING of Dexter Sinister’s The Last ShOt Clock, a two-sided incantation/talk written to time travel to a party inadvertently missed one year ago. Please also come back the previous night, FRIDAY 20 JUNE 2014 for the OPENING of WOrk-in-Progress, an exhibition of work concerned with exiting regular modes of time arranged by Dexter Sinister. The show remains up until 14 AUGUST.” Now that we all have probably double-missed this, there’s “three (not unrelated) events” in NYC coming up this week, in other words: in the near and unmissable future.

First, come for an EXHIBITION IN A SHOP:
Wednesday, 6 – 8 pm
Dexter Sinister W.A.S.T.E. Proof Prints at Picture Room
236 Mulberry Street

The next day, stop by the Dexter Sinister basement for current and back issues plus miscellaneous inventory in a one-day SHOP:
Thursday, 10 am – 6 pm
Dexter Sinister
38 Ludlow St (b/t Hester & Grand), Basement

Sunday, 5 pm
Bruno Munari, c. 1962 by David Reinfurt
New York Art Book Fair, MoMA PS1, in The Classroom