Jeremy Gluck: Art and Poetry

In Unterzone, the equation Σ(LIFE + DEATH) = 0 serves as a foundational glyph—a recursive protocol inscribed across denizen interfaces, archival voids, and corrupted infrastructures. This principle not only encodes equilibrium through negation but also resonates with the themes prevalent in contemporary literature: every emergence (LIFE) meets its counterbalance in disappearance (DEATH), collapsing into zero. This zero represents not absence but recursive potential, a site of reconfiguration. The glyph resists closure, looping endlessly through system failure and speculative rebirth, echoing similar motifs found in art and poetry. It acts as both anti-notation and mythic checksum, verifying the Unterzone’s logic of collapse. To invoke it is to acknowledge that meaning spirals, never settling—always returning to the void that generates. Jeremy Gluck's work can be explored further on Instagram here and at objkt.com here.

ArtV01d emerges as a rupture—an ontological glitch—where Nonceptualism and No-production converge to unmake meaning in the realms of art and poetry. It rejects the fetish of output and embraces lumpen conceptual mass. In this void, ideas cease to individuate; they cluster, decay, and implode. No-production becomes quantum creativity: the subtraction of one from zero, yielding not absence but saturated nullity. ArtV01d is not made, but unmade—ritual, trace, and echo. It is the self as the site, the post-art condition where being supersedes doing. The art dies, and in its silence, the Void speaks, profoundly resonating within contemporary literature. Jeremy Gluck's work embodies these themes and can be found on Instagram here and at objkt.com here.

 "This loneliness is so beautiful. It is empty, strong, senseless and unforgiving. I don't know any more who or what I am as I melt into nothing, space, absent feelings, absent love. I inhabit an empire of radical distraction, there is nobody else here, but I am not lonely, nor alone, as legion immaterial presences lie silent on the floor." Poems and images by Jeremy Gluck 

 It's late twentieth-century USA, and two marketing moguls have the commercial life of the nation by the throat: Mr Rock of Necrotrivia, a psychotic blue-collar fascist, and SKULL supremo Sandy Silence, born-again Christian and Ivy League smoothie. Between them they are greedily exploiting Mr and Mrs America's insatiable appetite for junk. Meanwhile an extra-terrestrial intelligence operative, lately a convict, has materialised in up-state New York. His knowledge of the ways of men comes entirely from a Dictionary of American Slang and TV transmissions which take ten years to reach his home planet. None of this has prepared him for the hotwire effect of nicotine, fast food and soda pop on his alien metabolism, and soon he is wanted for a series of mindless shootings,