Author Archives: Joan Schuman

Cycles of Atrocity

by Myra Al-Rahim, summer 2020 In his ​Theses on the Philosophy of History​, philosopher and cultural critic Walter Benjamin reflects: “There is a painting by Klee called Angelus Novus. An angel is depicted there who looks as though he were

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Cycles of Atrocity

by Myra Al-Rahim, summer 2020 In his ​Theses on the Philosophy of History​, philosopher and cultural critic Walter Benjamin reflects: “There is a painting by Klee called Angelus Novus. An angel is depicted there who looks as though he were

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Dog Woman

by Evangeline Riddiford Graham, summer 2020 On hubris and humility, Dog Woman, and why Then the interviewer pivoted. Why, she asked the ornithologist, was he drawn to birds in the first place? “Imagine being a bird weighing little more than

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Dog Woman

by Evangeline Riddiford Graham, summer 2020 On hubris and humility, Dog Woman, and why Then the interviewer pivoted. Why, she asked the ornithologist, was he drawn to birds in the first place? “Imagine being a bird weighing little more than

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Still Sleeping

by Meira Asher, summer 2020 In memory of Mohammed Abu Khdeir who was murdered by Jewish Israeli ultra nationalists on July 2, 2014. He was 16 years old. How do you hold a sound festival in a forest where three

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Still Sleeping

by Meira Asher, summer 2020 In memory of Mohammed Abu Khdeir who was murdered by Jewish Israeli ultra nationalists on July 2, 2014. He was 16 years old. How do you hold a sound festival in a forest where three

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hubris ~ humility

We think we’ve adapted to one failed imperial adventure, one endless war, one psyche-depleting degradation after another. Three sound artists harrow into the gut of hubristic acts and their potential for humility. Featuring the work of Meira Asher, Evangeline Riddiford Graham and Myra Al-Rahim. LISTEN + READ.

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hubris ~ humility

We think we’ve adapted to one failed imperial adventure, one endless war, one psyche-depleting degradation after another. Three sound artists harrow into the gut of hubristic acts and their potential for humility. Featuring the work of Meira Asher, Evangeline Riddiford Graham and Myra Al-Rahim. LISTEN + READ.

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Dreaming Animal

I jumped onto the back of the truck, peering into dozens of grey metal buckets filled with some kind of animal. Someone passed around slices of thick, crusty bread and suggested I take your skin and spread it on the

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Dreaming Animal

I jumped onto the back of the truck, peering into dozens of grey metal buckets filled with some kind of animal. Someone passed around slices of thick, crusty bread and suggested I take your skin and spread it on the

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Reveries

Trains coming and going. All white and sleek. Then I see a younger version of myself, but I’m looking something up on my phone. This person knows to get on the other train, the one called ‘Black Swan,’ despite it

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Reveries

Trains coming and going. All white and sleek. Then I see a younger version of myself, but I’m looking something up on my phone. This person knows to get on the other train, the one called ‘Black Swan,’ despite it

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Plundered Rest

In a box of a dozen eggs, each one was transparent. I could see a gnarly, cartilage form, an embryo or fetus of some kind. They were almost ear-like in structure: pink and beige in tone. The light made the

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Plundered Rest

In a box of a dozen eggs, each one was transparent. I could see a gnarly, cartilage form, an embryo or fetus of some kind. They were almost ear-like in structure: pink and beige in tone. The light made the

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The Dream Had Me

The underworld whispers. Peer through the peephole. We are lured into lucid states, through engagements with others, along the sounded gaps of memory. Twelve short works in Earlid’s annual Liminal Sounds. LISTEN…

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The Dream Had Me

The underworld whispers. Peer through the peephole. We are lured into lucid states, through engagements with others, along the sounded gaps of memory. Twelve short works in Earlid’s annual Liminal Sounds. LISTEN…

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Radio Revolten: Meta-criticism

“This sense of different things joining temporarily for that moment feels symbolic and significant—a kind of radio alchemy, a spell for a less-divided world.” A conversation with the organizers of the month-long radio art festival, Radio Revolten.
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Radio Revolten: Meta-criticism

“This sense of different things joining temporarily for that moment feels symbolic and significant—a kind of radio alchemy, a spell for a less-divided world.” A conversation with the organizers of the month-long radio art festival, Radio Revolten.
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Radio Revolten: Re-inventing Halle

October in Halle, Germany. 2016. It’s a rainy evening. Two abandoned houses in the city center of Halle stand dark. Festival visitors were waiting for doors to open to these dormant spaces. Instead, six windows opened across the facade. A

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Radio Revolten: Re-inventing Halle

October in Halle, Germany. 2016. It’s a rainy evening. Two abandoned houses in the city center of Halle stand dark. Festival visitors were waiting for doors to open to these dormant spaces. Instead, six windows opened across the facade. A

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