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Charlemagne Rides through Paris . . . . . Michael Heitz . Wong Pings "Who’s the Daddy" . . . . . Axel Dielmann . Die Schneiderin . . . . . Malte Fabian Rauch . Phenomena in Exile . . . . . Drag-nets . . . . . I remember . . . . . Alban Nikolai Herbst . Die Brüste der Béart . . . . . Behind the Great Firewall . . . . . Johannes Binotto . Shrewing the tame . . . . . Michael Heitz, Hendrik Rohlf . Umas Gesicht – Thurmans Stimme . . . . . Alexander García Düttmann . Kalte Distanz . . . . . Hans Block, Moritz Riesewieck . Was wir nicht sehen . . . . . Ines Kleesattel . Kunst, junge Mädchen und die ästhetische Freiheit untenrum . . . . . Sina Dell’Anno . Oratio Soluta . . . . . Andreas L. Hofbauer . Joch . . . . . Christian Beetz, Hendrik Rohlf . Katalysatoren der Radikalisierung . . . . . Sylvia Sasse . Operative Zensur . . . . . Artificial and Other Intelligences . . . . . . Lars von Trier in Conversation with Mehdi Belhaj Kacem & Raphaëlle Milone . . . . . Andreas L. Hofbauer . Yoke . . . . . Michael Heitz, Hendrik Rohlf . Uma’s Face—Thurman’s Voice . . . . . Axel Dielmann . The Dressmaker . . . . . . Lars von Trier im Gespräch mit Mehdi Belhaj Kacem & Raphaëlle Milone . . . . . Ines Kleesattel . Art, Girls, and Aesthetic Freedom Down Below . . . . . Michael Heitz . Wong Ping’s "Who’s the Daddy" . . . . . Alexander García Düttmann . Cold Distance . . . . . Hans Block, Moritz Riesewieck . What we don’t see . . . . . Johannes Binotto . Shrewing the Tame . . . . . Sina Dell’Anno . Oratio Soluta

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»Ineluctable modality of the visible: at least that if no more, thought through my eyes. Signatures of all things I am here to read, seaspawn and seawrack, the nearing tide, that rusty boot. Snotgreen, bluesilver, rust: coloured signs. Limits of the diaphane. But he adds: in bodies. Then he was aware of them bodies before of them coloured. How? By knocking his sconce against them, sure. Go easy. Bald he was and a millionaire, MAESTRO DI COLOR CHE SANNO. Limit of the diaphane in. Why in? Diaphane, adiaphane. If you can put your five fingers through it it is a gate, if not a door. Shut your eyes and see.


Rhythm begins, you see. I hear. Acatalectic tetrameter of iambs marching. No, agallop: DELINE THE MARE.


Open your eyes now. I will. One moment. Has all vanished since? If I open and am for ever in the black adiaphane. BASTA! I will see if I can see.


See now. There all the time without you: and ever shall be, world without end.«


James Joyce

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