I was going through my collection of DUST-magazines.
Getting rid of the self, of suffering, of tragedy is a hobby of mine I never told you about - until now.
The night brings violets, tapestries of eyes.
I really enjoyed reading “I remember” From Joe Brainard.
Scientists themselves colorize their black and white photos from space.
It had something to do with the red and blue pills from the Matrix. And a sciencefiction world.
In millions of years black holes will be dancing through the waves of space-time.
Longing for an extravaganza that doesn’t feel old school.
The deadmask of the natural is pink.
I watched the movies Bladerunner from 1982 and 2017.
Sunrise in the black and white paradise.
It was a peculair sensation to cut out all the humans.
A tiger stare through the woods of roses.
Paradise is very fragile / and it seems like it only getting worse.
Ullise Aldrovandi’s history of monsters - an enormous 13 volume encyclopedia on natural history - is a visual stunning collection.
I watched some movies from Peter Greenaway like “The Cook, the Thief, His Wife and Her Lover” and “A Zed & Two Noughts”. I really enjoyed them.