This Must Be My Face

The final 17 years of American singer and musician Karen Carpenter, performed almost entirely by modified Barbie dolls.

"River ice sets the scene for Judy Garland's international cri de coeur. It's hard to understate the amount of anxiety created by a Vice President...

Surrendering the mind to the hypnotic dance of fire, a candle's glimmer reveals dreamlike memories, illustrated by flickering fragments of...

Part of a collection of restored early works by Nam June Paik, the haunting Beatles Electronique reveals Paik's engagement with manipulation of pop...

Centrist revelations abound among repetitions & revisitings.

Something I know or something I was told? When something scalding translates something to behold.

Pounding backbeats beaten by [(Don't Get)] warm[welcomes]th.

(Some of us) Still run down the same [mental&emotional] streets we revered/reproached/replaced as children.

Locked away but not away; somewhere nearby but unreachable, a periphery so notfaroff it's always in sight.

Return to 'burn' only to find out you're already in that urn.

As technology accelerates, our species' collective imagination of the future grows ever more kaleidoscopic. We are all haunted by temporal...

Beyond all human restraint lies one's lugubrious layers of paint.