I’m sitting at the kaiten-sushi restaurant. Spring has just begun and I decided to stop after work here since it’s been a while since I had sushi last time. The sushi plates rotate around me, or I rotate around the plates….I don’t know. It’s a colourful spectacle. This dance combines sensuality and death. As any dance. The smell of fresh fish and green tea. I place my selection on the screen and a gentle computer-voice confirms my order. If I had a girlfriend, I would like her to have that robotic voice. There is much to choose. I’m lost. What should I have today? Kani (crab)? Hirame (flatfish)? Anago (conger)? Ikura (red caviar)? I keep ordering and ordering. I can’t have enough of these sushi-girls. I’ve even got a discount today, 10% off. When I start to feel lucky, suddenly, I realize that they are aware of me and I feel observed. Now it’s me who rotates. It’s me who is dancing. Now it’s me who is going to end up covered with wasabi and soy-sauce.
We couldn’t resist it. Frau Katzenfisch drawings are too…cute?….sexy?….tasty?…don’t you think so?
If you didn’t read yet, check out our mini-interview with her.
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Mirar la maternidad a través de las fotografías de la serie New Mothers de Rineke Dijkstra
Una interacción entre -mostrar y no mostrar
Rineke Dijkstra. The encounter between the photographer, the sitters and the viewer in the Beach Portrait Series.
Brand New Heaven
Maniobras: las políticas internacionales que militarizan las vidas de las mujeres
I Can Only Wonder
Before Lockdown
Reseña poetizada de “Le Pont du Nord”, Jacques Rivette
