Throwing a party in a country where corruption and crime run rampant and costs soar ever-higher is not for the faint of heart. Good thing Jozi is brimming with resilient, hearty humans who love to groove. Dance music culture in South Africa has black roots planted deeply in the soil of rebellion, as is true… Continue reading The tubes of Johannesburg
London-based punk band Sisters of Hysteria aren’t just making noise with their music—they’re making a statement with their style. Known for their striking monochrome aesthetic and effortlessly coordinated looks, the band balances punk aggression with a playful, feminine energy. In this interview, drummer Madeleine Marston, guitarist Hanna Serwiak, singer Lily Crook and bassist Jessica Ingram… Continue reading Sound and style — how Sisters of Hysteria craft their signature aesthetic
As we near the end of the film festival season, one highlight across the board has been Ronan Day-Lewis’s Anemone. After its world premiere at the New York Film Festival, praise and press for the stormy, Yorkshire-set picture have eclipsed some of the other strong releases. The fanfare surrounding the film’s premiere wasn’t just about… Continue reading Daniel Day-Lewis’s refined mastery
“Being born a woman is my awful tragedy”, Sylvia Plath journalled in 1959, four years before her death. “From the moment I was conceived I was doomed to sprout breasts and a womb and to adore men who are the enemies of my kind”. A year later, in 1960, poet Anne Sexton underwent an illegal… Continue reading The womb is a haunted house — looking to the works of Plath and Sexton as a woman in our times
Nolan. Tarantino. Scorsese. Spielberg. These names are synonymous with the term “master of cinema” and are often mentioned when one discusses the great directors of our time. All have brought us groundbreaking stories, timeless classics and masterpieces that have stood the test of time. However, there is one name that is left out: David Fincher.… Continue reading Directed focus — David Fincher
As artificial intelligence becomes increasingly capable of replicating reality, the role of human creativity is being re-evaluated. AI can already mimic human likenesses and replicate natural scenes with stunning precision, and this precision will only grow greater. The question then arises: what is the point of replicating reality in art now that technology can do… Continue reading What can cubism teach us about creating in a world with AI?
Lately, I’ve noticed a pattern in the novels I gravitate toward: the women at the centre of them are exhausted. Not poetically exhausted, but clinically, emotionally and sometimes strategically depleted. They’re overworked, undernourished, overstimulated or simply done with pretending life is manageable. But strangely, I find them compelling. Ottessa Moshfegh’s narrator in My Year of… Continue reading Why we’re obsessed with Exhausted Women in fiction
Skyrocketing AI stock prices have been a point of great anxiety over the past few months. Allegations of a bubble extend even longer, and with Michael Burry’s latest short position, the market took a hit. Afterwards, a whole rabble of AI industry leaders have made their way onto the media to reassure the world there… Continue reading Rabble of AI Leaders Try To Calm Markets In New Interviews
Between the years of 1642 and 1651, the UK was in total turmoil as the Royalist and Parliamentarist forces competed to lead the way for the union’s future. One man, utterly disturbed by the skirmishes resulting in an uncertain future and a death toll of around 200.000, strived to find out how this outcome could… Continue reading Hobbes and artificial intelligence — the meta-Leviathan
Do you ever find yourself scrolling endlessly through TikTok, or Instagram Reels, and get swept up in the current of the media machine? You flick to the comments to contribute to the discourse and instead find your own thoughts staring right back at you — the same reaction, the same emojis and jokes. You may… Continue reading The algorithm ate my taste — on losing and reclaiming our aesthetic autonomy
