Ginevra Petrozzi makes the case for a complicated relationship between ourselves and the artificial intelligence tools that guide us through our lives. The stories and myths we construct around the technologies we don’t understand can help us navigate the obscure and even violent power of artificial intelligence.

“We can navigate the intricate workings of the planet without the need for absolute mastery, embracing uncertainty and opening ourselves to unexpected insights and interlocutors, be they human or more-than.“

“In the name of contemporary art, Spain has finally embraced the whitewash technique of the iconoclasts.“

Are the countless self-proclaimed ‘healers’ giving medical advice on TikTok quacks? Or are they a sign that witches* have reclaimed their space in the health field, reviving lost knowledge and offering the care that mainstream healthcare still fails to provide?

“Remember when on the internet no one knew you were a dog?"

Rust, reinheid en regelmaat (peace, cleanliness, and regularity): the order and balance in both architecture and image make the arms factory on Bandung 'beautiful'.

Ilaria Obata takes a fresh look at the vast environment of the supermarket chain in this analytical essay. 

now you tell me I remind you of a friend, but one that you can't seem to name

Ginevra Petrozzi makes the case for a complicated relationship between ourselves and the artificial intelligence tools that guide us through our lives. The stories and myths we construct around the technologies we don’t understand can help us navigate the obscure and even violent power of artificial intelligence.

“We can navigate the intricate workings of the planet without the need for absolute mastery, embracing uncertainty and opening ourselves to unexpected insights and interlocutors, be they human or more-than.“

I find a room in the basement and a room in the attic and while sifting through these rooms, I realise that the room of my dreams has always been a room to work in.

Are the countless self-proclaimed ‘healers’ giving medical advice on TikTok quacks? Or are they a sign that witches* have reclaimed their space in the health field, reviving lost knowledge and offering the care that mainstream healthcare still fails to provide?

“Remember when on the internet no one knew you were a dog?"

Rust, reinheid en regelmaat (peace, cleanliness, and regularity): the order and balance in both architecture and image make the arms factory on Bandung 'beautiful'.

Cthulhu – H.P. Lovecraft’s science fiction monster – lurks under the surface of the ocean as an elemental deity. We must wonder what lurks beneath the surface of the systems known as AI.

Ilaria Obata takes a fresh look at the vast environment of the supermarket chain in this analytical essay. 

now you tell me I remind you of a friend, but one that you can't seem to name

'The bedroom is the locus of a becoming, spread out across multiple dimensions. Every night, as I close my bedroom door behind me, this process is set in motion, and every morning, just as it is about to become actualised, it disappears.'

“We can navigate the intricate workings of the planet without the need for absolute mastery, embracing uncertainty and opening ourselves to unexpected insights and interlocutors, be they human or more-than.“

I find a room in the basement and a room in the attic and while sifting through these rooms, I realise that the room of my dreams has always been a room to work in.

Can the concept of hospitality provide us with a critical lens to explore what kind of relationships socially engaged art institutions can build online ?

“Remember when on the internet no one knew you were a dog?"

Rust, reinheid en regelmaat (peace, cleanliness, and regularity): the order and balance in both architecture and image make the arms factory on Bandung 'beautiful'.

Cthulhu – H.P. Lovecraft’s science fiction monster – lurks under the surface of the ocean as an elemental deity. We must wonder what lurks beneath the surface of the systems known as AI.

Ilaria Obata takes a fresh look at the vast environment of the supermarket chain in this analytical essay. 

now you tell me I remind you of a friend, but one that you can't seem to name

'The bedroom is the locus of a becoming, spread out across multiple dimensions. Every night, as I close my bedroom door behind me, this process is set in motion, and every morning, just as it is about to become actualised, it disappears.'

“We can navigate the intricate workings of the planet without the need for absolute mastery, embracing uncertainty and opening ourselves to unexpected insights and interlocutors, be they human or more-than.“

“Can I write about the balloon without attaching too much weight to it? Or is a balloon just a balloon; enough said?”