To Much Future/To Much Time

To be against this manifesto is to be an artist.

Time also flows, as in the verse of the Spanish poet Miguel de Unamuno: from the eternal tomorrow.

Through artistic performativity, daily routine has become the theatre of all of us, the manifestation of the creative expression of everyone.

This is no time for uninformed moralistic incompetence.

The Taste of Participation

The smooth space is a space without fixed perspective.

The self is full of love relationships, which seem to be things.

The repetition did not drain my sound however: it converted it to something gradually more familiar: from a song to a foil: to a membrane of my own.

There is an *unsatisfied* reason in the experience of art.

There is a fine line between destruction as creative or nihilistic act—and it all comes down to the ideas behind it.

The quest of an artist is to release dialectics between the practice and its time.

The precarious and the immune are no longer only in a relation of opposites in post-Fordist societies, but rather more and more also in a relation of overlapping, tending, in fact, to become indistinguishable.

The power of a cultural production resides not in its ability to immediately modify the present, but in its capacity to influence the future.

The Power of Absence

The perfect dictatorship begins when the regime turns people spying on themselves, vigilant, infamous. Anytime, anywhere, the other is not a we.

The Hegemony of the Vision Machine