In another era, the mish-mash presentation of Africa would have been the focal point of criticism. But this is not the age for facts.

However convincingly space agencies justify the enormous budgets, there’s one gratuitous expense: training astronauts for free fall.

Strangeness is everywhere, but strangers are only where we define them.

I was initially slightly sceptical of the ramifications and undertones of Renzo Martens’ project in central Congo…

“This text was written at the end of 1962, after my return from Algeria. For me the text is the matrix for Tombeau pour cinq cent mille soldats.” P.G.

Where do you go when you disappear?

To what extent can a revolution of the inner world impact the external, material world surrounding us?

“The thing about punk is that you’re allowed to talk about anything. Kids can talk about whatever they want. There’s nobody saying, ‘No, you can’t do that, it’s not punk.’”

Can contemporary theatre recognize itself in the boxing ring so that its fist, the fist of the past, strikes a forceful and violent blow?

ازخودبیگانه‌ ها راه‌ گم‌کرده‌ ها از کدامین اصل نامرئی؟