net critique blog by Geert Lovink
By Geert Lovink, March 14, 2022
I have not been directly affected by the Russian invasion of Ukraine, although I am in touch with dozens of my colleagues, friends, and contacts in the region, where I have lived for about three years and have studied for about twenty. As such, my comments here will bear far less of the immediate unbearable [...]
By Svitlana Matviyenko, March 12, 2022
March 11, 2022 At 11pm, I go to bed with the intent to spend a couple of hours on writing. I am staring at the blank page for quite some time; the siren goes off and then, as if by following its call to tune in, I start writing. A reporter from the Canadian Press [...]
By Svitlana Matviyenko, March 10, 2022
March 6-10, 2022 After a quiet day on Saturday, March 5th, there were six air raid sirens on March 6th, and I noticed that, unless the rockets hit the city, too many sirens per day can make you ignore them. If it’s two or three, your body is turned on and your mind responds by [...]
By Karyna Lazaruk, March 9, 2022
March 4th, day 9 of this shit. I’m on edge. I restlessly check my phone. Fuck, so agitating.. I go to the bathroom with my phone, I go to sleep with my phone, I wake up at night and check my phone. When I hear an air raid siren, the first thing I think about [...]
By Geert Lovink, March 6, 2022
February 24, 2022 In summer 2019 I spent a month in Kyiv. It is a most amazing city – a bit of Rome, Paris Rio de Janeiro, and Bangkok together – but with its own unique vitality, creativity, and energy (some of the most talented artists and other cultural figures of “Russian avant-garde” of 1910s-1920 [...]
By Svitlana Matviyenko, March 5, 2022
February 27, 2o22 – March 5, 2022 I thought it’s just me, but Asia says she is losing sense of what day it is. I feel the same, not all the time, but some moments, definitely. Writing stops, only fragmented notes are made, but I will now bring them together by reminding myself what I [...]
By Karyna Lazaruk, March 4, 2022
“I never thought I’ll be a refugee,” a colleague wrote in a Facebook group chat. Me neither. While the Ukrainian army and citizens bravely defend my homeland, I write this diary from Berlin. I check if my friends in Kyiv are fine by the green circle in the Facebook chat or through the “last seen” [...]
By Maria van der Togt, March 2, 2022
[The extraction of time] It’s a sunny Saturday afternoon on the 26th of February, as I make my way up the stairs of a round shaped former office building on the Donauweg in Sloterdijk. A building that was once the residency of Serbian and Polish construction workers. But not today, today it’s a place for [...]
By Laurence Scherz, March 2, 2022
On Thursday the 24th of February 2022, a few people gathered in the beautiful building that is Felix Meritis, situated on the Keizersgracht in Amsterdam, to sit down and talk about memes and their impact (or non-impact) on mental health. Some were sitting on stage—as was yours truly—while others sat in the audience, ready to [...]
By Geert Lovink, March 1, 2022
The third sleepless night. I badly want to check on my father, but what if he is peacefully sleeping and I will just rob him of this ultimate joy – sleep? I am taking notes instead. Yesterday night, last time I spoke with my father, it was totally dark on my telephone’s screen. He could [...]
