Daniel Moldoveanu is an artist and essayist. He lives in Berlin.
Indulge in the melancholy phantoms of failed revolutions and the relief of finally giving in (to the score from Twin Peaks).
As the blender of post-modernity makes an ever-smoother paste of our selves and our projections, are we becoming front-row voyeurs of a death we could prevent?
At Florian Malzacher’s “The Art of Assembly,” a swap meet for discourse at Berliner Festspiele, an artist looks askance at the doomed pageantry of trying to get one’s point across.
