'La Revedere', a Group Show at Schimmel Projects, Dresden

The core is alive with the sound of fusion. We’ve been stuck in the dirt for 2 million years. The earth fills our guts with the stench of scorched pollution. It’s going to be nice to sleep and wake up there.

Our hearts want to play, like the ion thrusters of the superlifters, that rise from acid lake to void. Our bodies want to unplug like the sting of a wasp into matter, and become mechanoid. To laugh with the stars in tranquility, not walking around bourdons of lead. To scream through the gap, smash the glass, and leave this place quiet.

We go to space, it’s been so fucking lonely. We know you will adapt, come and evolve from the spores. It’s here, left for you, to heal our trashed purity. Through you we’ll sing once more.