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'Treat Me Like Trash, Cause That's All I Am' by Adrian Altman at Galerie SPZ, Prague

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An old gate with the paint peeling off and the legend dead inside, with a slit where something’s clawing its way out. Out into a world where no one’s still alive. People ransacked the planet. Heaps of trash that you can gorge on till you bust, baby. They cut the wings off food, the “eroticism of old age”, they turned its body into sculptures and displayed them in a gallery of our downfall. You can’t have what you can’t find. You can’t use what they didn’t throw out. You’ll live, but not for long. There’s a drought, everywhere is on fire and you’re going to try to fix it. You’re naive, but determined… but when you close your eyes there are colours everywhere and music playing.

A skip that’s free to collect, a toboggan in Petynka, 40 degrees in the shade, Břevnov – Letná – Old Town Square, perfect anti-motion, Shakira, toxic raindrops, Anton vs U skřetů, a stack of bio yoghurts for 80 crowns each, mushrooms, Racio trauma, OK, all right, Vertumnus.

You spend your whole life waiting for something – anything! – to happen. And nothing does, and in the end you’re fucked.

Adrian Altman is driven by the idiocy of those who don’t get beauty, those who are into selfishness and making money. He’ll take them on again in the newly revived Club, and he won’t take shit from anyone.

4.7.19 — 31.7.19

Curated by Jakub Hošek

Photo by Jakub Hájek, Tomáš Rasl

Galerie SPZ

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'Isolation Booth' by Nick Jeffrey at Jakob Kroon, Worthing

'Elf slashed with a sword' by Martin Lacko at Pragovka Gallery, Prague

'Where the wild roses grow', a Group Show at Pina, Vienna

Aleksei Taruts, THE CURSE OF THE STINKING CAVES

'Splendido' by Paolo Brambilla at Secret Location, Italy

'Jung Thug' by Tissue Evolution Club at CAC, Vilnius

'Reiterate' by Tobias Hansen at foundation, Vienna

'No Hot Water the Boiler is Broken' by Jack Pryce for the Body Archive Project

'Laminar Body^ies' by Natalia Janula at Final Hot Desert, Utah

'No Teeth Left', a Group Show by Collective Disgrace at Tunnel Tunnel, Lausanne

'STAY SAFE', Off-Site Group Show by Shivers Only, Chantemanche

'Anticipatory Grief' by Michael Bussell at Vent Space, Baltimore

'Faya Lobi' by Xavier Robles de Medina at Praz-Delavallade, Paris

'Burial of the White Man' by EXILE, Kleiner Gleichberg, Thuringia

'Ideas of Good and Evil' by Maddie Kuzak at darkZone, New Jersey

'Am Zahn - der Zorn' by Jonas Wiese and Lennart Mink Weber at Galerie Raumlinksre

'Neopangean Nest' Curated by Peter Bencze at Keep Showing Club, Neopangea


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