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Nothing at all 7

It’s something not to say and it’s nothing really.

Nothing at all 6

How much time do we have? I only ask because I only have questions. I can say very few things about you that mean anything.

Nothing at all 5

A bird could shit a solid shit from 20 000 feet and kill me instantaneously

Nothing at all 4

You were brought up against yourself and were only a Peter Pan waiting for no tomorrow.

Nothing at all 3

I feel things too deeply and I lose myself to that part of my heart that has no business existing.

Nothing at all 2

I’ve got my own ear-drums to listen to, my heart beats so fast I hear nothing else.

Nothing at all 1

I need to sleep but I want to stick around. Sleep is the moment of death at the end of the day and whilst somebody dies somebody else lives.
by Tomas Camara

Silence.

When there is nothing I can’t, I can’t when there is nothing. Have I told you before? I talk to you, and to myself, I always talk to you.
Fauns fleeing before an automobile by Beneš Knüpfer

Paternoster

The removal of an old-timey elevator and its unintended consequences
artwork by h.264

Un Chat : Arthur (A Cat : Arthur)

A cat remembers Montmartre
untitled by Simone Bordignon

Interview with Simone Bordignon

An Amsterdam-based artist talks frankly about art and the vision behind their work. No theory required.
collage by Rafica and Tomas Camara

2025: a meltdown in review

A slapped-together impression of 2025 in collages. Made somewhat sensually.
artwork by Rafica

BUTTERFLIES ON TRAMPOLINES: A summary account of the life and works of Fara Du Same

A restrospective look at one of the most Influential Nobodies of the 20th Century
artwork by Rafica

The cost of being taken care of

An intimate look at dependency within love and marriage
photo by Gregorio Fabi

Punk-Rock Night Song

Film strip vector set

The Vox Nauseum Viewing List: Films for the start of the big 26

The first Vox Nauseum viewing list, reccomendations from our sagacious staff.
photo by Sofia Rothe

Masino’s Game

The story of a man named Masino, a game he played, and the restaurant he opened. Told through photos and prose!

April come she will, part three

Francesco Mandelli completes his poetic trilogy on Amsterdam, nostalgia, longing, and the poetic beauty that he's obsessed with.
photo by Daria Onegina

Still Smiling Stubbornly

Daria Onegina comes back for a second essay, shifting from a focus on youth to elder citizens, remaining fixated on smiles and their meanings.
photograph by Hélène Vasseur

On the Blink

Interior life, slightly sedated
Photo by Sofia Rothe

The Inaugural Vox Nauseum Reading List: book reccomendations for the big ’25

All the best books, picked by our editors through a rigorous selection process based on thirty-two distinct criteria that we won't bore you with.
photograph by Tomas Camara

A Stopover in Amsterdam

in the end, the city doesn’t owe you shit. it just sends you home looking worse.
14 (1) (1)

Is anyone still reading Vogue? I like my content authentic

A piece that makes you wish you could buy prestige, and then makes you wish no-one could.
"Heavy Smoker" artwork by h.264

Further down this way

Righi returns to a familiar territory of filth and people he doesn't seem to enjoy the company of.
photograph by Maria Meniushina

Jews, art, and other complications

an unusually sensitive piece for unusually insensitive magazine

Still Smiling Stubbornly

Stubborn Smiles

Interview with Simone Bordignon

2025: a meltdown in review

Paternoster

Un Chat : Arthur (A Cat : Arthur)

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