There’s a certain kind of ache that comes with loving something so deeply that it terrifies you. For me, that pain has always been associated with art.

Today, we are in predictions blog part 2, let’s dive in. 

So, what is love, really? I think I’ll be pondering that question forever.

They say that the art industry is dying, replaced by generated works from artificial intelligence. But…

Malls aren’t what they used to be.

How the live-service model is hurting gaming.

What is it that draws so many people into this seemingly trashy genre of television?

Travelling has a way of unraveling us.

Inside Out 2 gave audiences every beat of a classic Pixar film- perhaps its biggest praise comes from its genuine and ground-breaking portrayal of anxiety in a children’s film. As with any piece of popular culture, the question prevails as to whether this ground-breaking representation is truly the first of its kind to be represented, or if it’s just exactly what its cultural category denotes it as: popular.

It is truly fantastic that no matter where you are, there’s a good chance you’ll be recorded or photographed. You have no control, no say over this at all. The man, six stories up on the wrong side of the balcony, looks down to see a sea of phones. Suicide becomes a vaudeville act.

Empaths only

We’ve witnessed a rapid resurgence of analog technology, with vinyl records and film cameras sparking revitalized interest among younger audiences. This phenomenon is a testament to our generation's collective fascination with the past, our attempt to find a semblance of authenticity or a connection to the tangible, in a vastly digitized world.

Violent, Heartbreaking, and Hopeless. City of God is a stylishly brutal film. Inhouse movie reviewer Kofi walks us through this 2004 masterpiece.

Anyone else ever been jarred from what someone else has as their phone wallpaper? I have a bad habit of looking at other people’s phone screens on transit. I’m fascinated by it. Little glimpses into people’s lives.

I think my phone spends more time charging than it does vice versa. This is mentally sound. In fact, I don’t trust the battery status to just show me a green, yellow, or red to signify what my battery level is at. I want to see the exact percent I am currently operating at—how much abstract time remains for the object of my love and adoration to continue serving me.

The Spectaclist loves the news. They love popular culture. They love to consume, to watch, to stay up to date. They live in the now, present in contemporary understandings. Which could never be a futile feedback loop of hopeless misery.

What does it mean to see beauty amidst destruction and catastrophe? To create from a place of pain and desolation? Why is it that some of the most hauntingly beautiful pieces of art come from the depths of human suffering and the abstraction of the banal?

“So long as I remain alive and well I shall continue to feel strongly about prose style, to love the surface of the earth, and to take pleasure in solid objects and scraps of useless information.”

- George Orwell, Why I Write

No entertainment you consume can be digested into waste, it stays tumourlike. Keep gorging—your near future will resemble nothing human. What would your mirror reflection look like if it showed your media body? Your media mass index (MMI) will swerve higher than 25. You are obese on entertainment—your consumption is violence.

It really sucks that selling out is not really criticism that holds much ground these days. We live in the age of the entrepreneurial artist, the era of ‘getting your bag.’ We have gone full simulacra; popular artists now aren’t even artists; they are just ornaments and decorations on the product.