Ooze

Ooze is the mud, the sludge and the slurry in which we are all stuck, but with which we also like to
struggle and in which we like to nuzzle: 3d-waste, theory bricks, music videos, shots of lonely art
installations, screens, printers, artificial intuition, more material, fragments of text, (real) memories,
noise, new discoveries, more and more technology gadgets and more or less spectacular effects, pages
of books and magazines, different fonts, anderer Kram (stuff).
There is so much junk. what to really look at, what to ignore? (as best one can)
As someone smart did write lately, for some time now already people experience their lives less and
less as a coherent story, because there are too many impressions, information and variation that impact
on them all the time, as that one could infer a meaningful narrative from them. The principle All I do is
flex – I don't need a reason is everywhere. Plus: everyone knows that this poses a problem, too.
Ooze does rather add even more confusion to this. While the whole sludge out of artworld, life, and
techology is diluted, rolled around and splashed together once again, there is also some sifting and
attempts to construct one or two little mudcastles. Their little towers are decorated with little flags on
which one can read phrases like this: technology and our lives, survival in the artworld, labour in
digital capitalism, how to live differently, what can art do, why am I doing all this?
The book has been produced jointly by Fabian Hesse and uuas. The text has been written by Rózsa
Farkas and Sebastian Stein with the help of a google doc, around 30 emails and two skype sessions
between London and Munich in june and july 2014. Druckerei Walch in Augsburg printed it. The BBK
Munich gave the money to do it.