"Mad Eyes"
"Over three and one half years I have spent alone amidst these 8 rooms, 7 mirrors, 6 clocks, 2 minds and 199 panes of glass. And this is what I saw here. This is what I learned...."
"I began to break time down.
Smaller and smaller parcels are easier to digest, easier to recognize, easier to bear.
This would be the math:
4 birthdays
3 + 1/2 years
42 months
1307 days (taking into account the leap year)
1,882,080 minutes
112,924,800 seconds..."
"I figure it could go one of two ways- I will either capture my ascension from madness to as much a level of sanity for which one of my composition could hope, or I will leave a document of it all, in the case that I should lose."
See more of Lauren E. Simonutti's work here.
From the series Darling if You Only Knew
"Of all the places that I experience in my day to day, many are beyond a place where one can physically venture to. It is through my daily routines and practices that these environments have materialized and come into being, literally and conceptually. They were created as a means to bridge a gap, to tell a bit about myself; where I travel to at times, sprite-like and fanciful in nature. Darling if you only knew all the things that float through my mind,
[so many] sweet sweet fantasies."
"Estirpe" from the |eks| series
I am interested in exploring one of the primary inhibitors to my sleep: cancer. Four years ago, my father was diagnosed with cancer. The fact that I am both far away from home, and that cancer is a synonymous with having an expiration date, has made my head spin day and night.
Using x-ray images, Chiriboga explores the ubiquity of cancer by making the “'invisible visible... [to] express the continuous presence of the past contained within us'” as David Maisel wrote.
See more of Angel Chiriboga's work here.
"Cone"
Smithson is a Brooklyn based multimedia artist whose work explores "various dimensions of queerness, identity, gender, eroticism, self-expression, biology, history, beauty, shock, fear, and love."
See more of Corey Michael Smithson's work here.
Nighttime changes things; alters the landscape; night is bare, stripped down to nothing. Where solitude frightens us, and shadows dance on walls. Fingertips scrape skin, residue sneaks from beneath the nails; the night is a warm body by your side and the stain of a stranger’s scent. Disturbed and uncertain, night is a lonesome rampage. Mysteries unfold in the night; where we take a ride on a midnight train; where direction exists inside objects and pulses, and details, like the cold wind cutting through your hair and a distant rabbit’s howl, are all we have.
In darkness, you are fooled, and the world turns askew, slight at first. Creatures slink in, brutish and savage; sleep is stolen away. Night is the peephole to crawl into other worlds, tangible and alive. Fantastical places where order is unknown, where tall hats crawl from circus tents, elephants tiptoe across treetops, and girls with fins walk on water and where love, despite it all, manages to find you.
In the night there lurks a masquerade, waits a solace, finds a fantasy, haunts a nightmare.
Issue 2 will connect the nighttime narratives from across town and from oceans away. An inspired catalogue of what keeps us from our dreams, what lingers in our darkest shadows, and what fastens us to our pillow each night. Issue 2 is meant to collectively expose the most intimate vulnerabilities, illusions, hallucinations, dreams, fantasies, and memories that are stored in our midnight hours.
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