I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more. Well, I wake up in the morning. Fold my hands and pray for the rain. I got a head full of ideas that are driving me insane. It’s a shame she makes me scrub the floor. These lines mark the first sentences of a song byContinue reading “The Revolution Mixtape”
28 April, 2015 Dear Casparus and Gerardus, I wish I could have been there with you, seventeenth-century’s chillings. Cursing every fucking Newtonian number with theological twaddle. Who would have thought your legacy to be the death of the polymath? In this sped-up system we call ideology, covered with a thick layer of dust, anti-heroesContinue reading “A Letter to Barlaeus and Vossius”
Although the majestic works of Henri Matisse have been luring numerous visitors to the Stedelijk Museum, it is its basement that confirms the experimental and contemporary course that the museum has set out to follow when Beatrix Ruf took up position as director last November. Titled Recent Ouija, the exhibition of the works of EdContinue reading “Recent Ouija: Lamenting Between Artifice and Reality”
For the Family: “The Sound of Music” Plato: Why is there so much singing? I hate singing. Just look at the text: “When the dog bites, when the bee stings / When I’m feeling sad / I simply remember my favourite things”. How deceitful Maria is with these lines! Generalising her fear for dogs isContinue reading “Philosophers Review Our Most Popular Romantic Films”
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It’s a tough world out there as a humanities scholar. Facing virtuous doctors, renowned mathematicians, and heroic physicists, we are more than often advised to celebrate the wondrous worlds of Raphael’s Stanze, Samuel Beckett’s Waiting for Godot, whilst occasionally throwing around a Judith Butler text, alone, without claiming their utility. Studying humanities is a wayContinue reading “Humanities: Rethink, Redefine, Reform”