The guerilla fighter assimilates his tactics from the modes of spatiality (climates) he inhabits; his body in turn emanates its own climate, of terror.

even the characters they play are the abject nobodies that populate dead mythologies.

Necro-memory: to recollect only the traces of the obliterated, the disappearance, the nothing.

Creation, destruction, and banality thus converge here (along the sharpened surface): immense narratives of economic misery, political resistance, and otherworldly aesthetics all find their source in the wooden handle of the machete.

What are the exact properties behind this elegant work of desolation: i.e. the complex array of colors, textures, and shapes that emerge only in the wake of deserted and rusting edifices?

The mask is a paradoxical device; within its structural logic rests the potential for simulation and dissimulation, transformation and deception, concealment and revelation, alienation and seduction, sadism and innocence, terror and pleasure.

Immediately one is struck by a horrifying recognition: these are not raw elements but somehow bodies.

Battle-lyricism. A speech-act of mockery and contempt that masochistically dares its opponent to come closer

In what specific way has the beggar betrayed the modern age; in what way do these piercing instruments reveal an accusation of full treason against power?

If every codification of a law gives rise to the temptation and transgressive possibility of breaking that same law, then it should be no surprise that every totalitarian structure will give rise to a magical underground.