Author: Vuk Ćosić

I was just invited by my friend Massimo to participate in a museum event entitled “Video Contagion” or was it “Infection”. It is about how moving images work(ed) in various artists movements in the last century. See you all in Torino. Continue reading [-11] Image moving

DAM Gallery in Berlin is celebrating the 50th anniversary of the Pen Plotter and I have just finished the graphic for the show. Let me explain. Continue reading [-12] Plot thickens

While cleaning around my desk I stumbled upon my grandfathers phone book from 1972 and READ all of it. I felt like some NSA writer of XX century history. Check why and restore your faith in humanity.

Continue reading [-13] Name droppings

Taeko took us to a cemetery near her house in Tokyo and told us that in Buddhist  culture you get a new name after you die and that is the only name on the tombstone. I looked it up. Continue reading [-14] Name and death

A man bought Munch Scream for 110 million and is now buying a slovenian bank for 200. That comparison didn’t go down super-easy with the locals. It makes a bank look cheap, specially if you know that the murky Norwegian made several versions of the damn painting.  Continue reading [-15] Art value

Part of political marketing is to create fun type of confusion. The best type is the comedy of errors. The Janša project is NOT about that. Continue reading [-16] Not a Comedy of Errors

Chiara is writing a thesis about net.art and is asking a question about previous avant-guard movements. Here are my first thoughts. Continue reading [-17] Viruses of the giants

There was a lot of talk about appropriation in a seminar last month. Some of it made me nervous and some made me think.  Continue reading [-18] Appropriate this

Constant Dullaart had an opening in Ljubljana last week and we’ve managed to spend some relaxed time together, talking. Two things were most important: when we spoke of the camaraderie between net.artists in the nineties and when we dwelled casually about things we could do together. That reminded me of a point that I hold dear. If I continue writing I might actually mention it. And if you continue reading you might find it. It’s as simple as that.

Continue reading [-19] Pride and Fear

When in February of 1894 Martial Bourdin blew to pieces next to the Greenwich Observatory the police and the media could only link it to the anarchist bombing campaign that was very much in vogue at the time but could not discern the true motive. They didn’t need it really, but the motives behind that death are still damn important and I think I can recognise them. This is a post about measuring things. Continue reading [-20] Matrix Mucus is Made of Numbers