A forerunner of cultural theory, the (not really a) philosopher, (not really a) sociologist and (not really a) musicologist, Theodor Adorno, wrote a fantastically acerbic—that was kind of his thing—essay called Free Time, in which he critiqued the meaninglessness of the notion under capitalism. He basically argues that the free time of late capitalism is… Keep Reading
I want to talk about theory-fiction, an obscure practice that has been around for a while but has recently reared itself back into view. While we could take this to mean theory heavy pieces of auto-fiction such as I Love Dick or, according to the unflattering assessment of the critic James Woods, the hysterical realists1 (works… Keep Reading
The artist Thomas Altheimer has filmed, cut and presented a movie about his wife Mette Høeg. You can read Macon Holt’s brilliant recap and review here. I watched the movie when it premiered in Cinemateket, out of curiosity after having read Altheimer’s essay on the self-invented term slyngelæstetik or rogue aesthetic, written for Charlottenborg’s Spring… Keep Reading
Depression is a deeply personal experience, on many levels. It might be difficult to find the right, or even any words, to fully explain it. However, after a period of depression, looking back on that period as at a linear account of events from one’s life, stagnation seems to be the first word that comes… Keep Reading
A few months ago, I became incredibly drunk while catching up with a friend of mine, the writer of strange and sadly funny stories of social commentary, Luke Hilton, when I hit upon a way to articulate something that had been playing on my mind for a while. Of course owing to the effects alcohol… Keep Reading
I am taking a look at a photograph of her, taken presumably in her fifties or sixties. The first thing I see is her hand holding a cigarette. It is only after a while that I actually see her, but my sight rests neither on her face nor on her eyes nor on the necklace.… Keep Reading