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Soft Dick Moments

By Diego del Valle Ríos — 16 October, 2020

Tell me how to rescue our intimacy from this barrage of symbols this need to create a meaning out of ‘i’ that totally consumes any consummation of a ‘we’ Lyra Pramuk, Elevate, (2017)   The spectre of a soft dick haunts the white cube. A little over a year ago, my friends from Salón Silicón,…

FANGIRL

By Talia Smith — 11 September, 2020

‘You’re not supposed to move the body.’ ‘The Body’, Season Five, Buffy the Vampire Slayer (1997-2003)    I had been rewatching Buffy the Vampire Slayer, the defining show of my youth, at the same time as writing this piece. I was thirteen when it first aired in New Zealand and I became immediately obsessed. Buffy…

From the other side of the horizon

By Hannah Jenkins — 28 August, 2020

From my apartment window, the neat rows of terracotta roofs snake away from me towards the city skyline. The horizon is a jumble of old brick and new glass, with toothpick cranes dotted about, slowly replacing the brick with the glass.  If I take a step back and squat down, the succulent plant on the…

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Bleed Festival

By Claire Cao — 21 August, 2020

Content Warning: sexual assault, violence, sexist and racist language. This piece is the final piece in a five-part series of responses for BLEED—an online biennial festival from Arts House and Campbelltown Arts Centre. You can view the festival in its entirety here.    The first thing Kim notices about the office is its clean windows….

Banana Study

By Sarinah Masukor — 13 August, 2020

This is the third column in an ongoing fiction series about the creative process. You can read the second column, Shooting Days, here.  Hito Steyerl is wearing a hooded, puffy jacket and a pearl earring. The soft light fogs around her face. Behind her, blurred and muted through the lens, peak hour traffic. The jacket…

Not Crying in the Park

Angela Goh & Su Yu Hsin

By Jacqui Shelton — 7 August, 2020

This piece is the fourth in a five-part series of responses for BLEED—an online biennial festival from Arts House and Campbelltown Arts Centre. This article was written in response to Angela Goh and Su Yu Hsin’s ‘Paeonia Drive‘ (2020), which you can view here.    Walking my dog in the city council-maintained garden, I notice the…

Arrangements

James Nguyen and Victoria Pham

By Sheila Ngoc Pham — 24 July, 2020

This piece is the third in a five-part series of responses for BLEED—an online biennial festival from Arts House and Campbelltown Arts Centre. This article was written in response to James Nguyen and Victoria Pham’s ‘re:sounding’ (2020), which you can view here.    Arrangements /əˈreɪn(d)ʒm(ə)nts/ 1. The actions, processes, or results of arranging or being arranged….

forecast assemblage: an incantation device

Alex Kelly &

David Pledger

By Rory Green — 8 July, 2020

This piece is the second in a five-part series of responses for BLEED—an online biennial festival from Arts House and Campbelltown Arts Centre. This interactive poem was created in response to Assembly for the Future by Alex Kelly & David Pledger, which you can explore here.   •   •   • Forecast assemblage: an incantation device…

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Hannah Brontë

By Anne-Marie Te Whiu — 3 July, 2020

This piece is the first in a five-part series of responses for BLEED—an online biennial festival from Arts House and Campbelltown Arts Centre. This poem was written in response to Hannah Brontë’s ‘mi$$-Eupnea’ (2020), which you can view here.        Press  esc  to exit full screen   ”  shift  to face ”  delete  to dive ”  caps lock  to grow ”  return  to open…

‘hi’ sounds so passive-aggressive

By Zarah Butcher-McGunnigle — 18 June, 2020

  What’s my goal supposed to be. Someone has buck teeth but it’s ok for them because they have an art school fringe and DJ and everyone loves that combination. I’m starved for validation so I’m still focusing on the dopamine boost I got from someone complimenting my pubic hair three days ago. ‘Excessively silky’…