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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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'Gapahuk / Шалаш' by Kenneth Alme at Plague Space, Krasnodar

'Portal', Off-Site Group Project Curated by xXxCuteyy91xXx at an Underground Pass

'BARE HEEL COUNTRY' by Alison Yip at Dortmunder Kunstverein, Dortmund

'Innsmouth' by Pierre Unal-Brunet at Parc International Cévenol, Chambon-Sur-Lign

'The Glint of Self-Defeating Prophecies' by Marcel Hiller, Online

'SO REMEMBER THE LIQUID GROUND' by Agnieszka Brzeżańska at eastcontemporary, Mila

'Turning Stranger' by Šimon Sýkora at Polansky Gallery, Brno

'N01x1 - Chapter One: Introducing The Chipmunk' by Fraich Club at Zabriskie Point

'TUTORIAL', Group project at BSMNT, Leipzig

'Quince Moon' by Ernst Yohji Jaeger at Croy Nielsen, Vienna

'MALACLIPTICOPTIROSI' by Alberto Tadiello at VIN VIN, Vienna

'Everything is possible' by Sasha Gosmant in Wambrechie, France

'Tariel is Getting Ready for Hibernation' by Nika Kutateladze at Gallery Artbeat,

'Through The Wall' by Márton Emil Tóth at PINCE, Budapest

'Phantasmagoria', Group Presentation at Schloss Neuschwanstein, Bavaria

'Project for an Overcoat' by Paloma Proudfoot at Editorial, Vilnius

'Mirror vs. mold', Group Show at Other Subject, New York

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