A State of Always

Arrest of a stone Budha lies. It’s not immediately apparent nor is the revelation striking in nature but the lie or, rather, the absence of telling permeates each frame. Flair is the primary mode of conveyance here ; the charm of retro games meets the stylishness of a John Woo flick. Hitman is searching for … Continue reading A State of Always

Beyond Leviathan

[Ghost/Diaphragms] aims to explore the rough/soft edges of the visual worlds of games, and the ways in which we haunt those spaces. Each series, focused on one title, is composed of a selection of shots taken in-game and accompanied by a short text. Today’s series, Beyond Leviathan, features shots from Bungie’s Destiny 2 : Beyond … Continue reading Beyond Leviathan

The Flesh Of The Gods

[Ghost/Diaphragms] aims to explore the rough/soft edges of the visual worlds of games, and the ways in which we haunt those spaces. Each series, focused on one title, is composed of a selection of shots taken in-game via the available capturing tool accompanied by a short text. Today’s introductory series,The Flesh of the Gods, was … Continue reading The Flesh Of The Gods

The Square

« The Square est un sanctuaire où règnent confiance et altruisme. Dedans, nous sommes tous égaux en droits et en devoirs. » Sur la plaque de la nouvelle œuvre d’un musée d’art contemporain à Stockholm est inscrit ce court énoncé, une sorte de reformulation de la Déclaration des Droits de l’homme. On coupe sur le … Continue reading The Square

We Were Wolves

“The year is 2084. If they told me what the world would become I would not have believed them. (…) I am what they fear. A corporate tool of opression. A despised leech that creeps into your dreams and feeds off your fears. If you don’t remember, if you won’t remember. That’s when they call … Continue reading We Were Wolves

Every Mountain A Painting

[Cet article a été écrit avant la série de mises à jours Foundation, NEXT, Beyond, etc, qui transforment l’expérience “vanilla” de No Man’s Sky] Zohdansc Major. Une planète de plus, dans un système inconnu, loin du coeur galactique. J’errais depuis une bonne dizaine de minutes à la surface quand elle s’est dressée sur mon chemin. … Continue reading Every Mountain A Painting

Stranger Shelters

‘Twas in another lifetimeOne of toil and bloodWhen blackness was a virtueThe road was full of mudI came in from the wildernessA creature void of form“Come in,” she said, “I’ll give yaShelter from the storm” – Bob Dylan, Shelter From The  Storm Il se tient là, en haut de l’écran, m’invitant à pénétrer dans l’Abri … Continue reading Stranger Shelters