THE CULT COLLECTIVE

A series of analogue photos shows reality as it is through glimpses. Published in ISSUE X: CYCLES.

A set of tarot cards found on a theatre floor.

Eerie Glue's new single, Witchcraft, and its music video, lure us inside the walls of an anxious mind.

"Already I can curve my ribs over the water-sculpted edges of this place."

In this photo series, a blue dress becomes the only personal relic of Jana Sojka's mother after her death almost a year ago.

"where my own hands have failed me, the elements are taking over."

"I sneak up on death like halving a pomegranate, wounding round him and into the white first. ↺ (round) ↑ (up), ↺↑: d"

"Nobody can predict us — not the weather forecast, nor the space agency..."

"With nowhere to take shelter, she carries her light to the melody of the mountain and the setting sun."

A day at the end of June in the sun-soaked Russian countryside.

The Berlin-based artist sat down with Doireann Ní Dhufaigh to talk about her lush and hazy first album.