“Even trolls sleep sometimes” is an art piece consisting of over 288:05:65 hours of chat archives from the Russian Troll Foundation online community Telegram channel. This period captures a time when personal information from a coordinated attack on the author (doxing).
selected exhibitions
Single-channel video installation about the pollution of the Black Sea after the oil spill in the Kerch Strait.
An insurrectionary installation at Doza: a hacked fax machine endlessly prints AI-made gothic fan-fiction, skewering media overload and Bulgarian populism.
The exhibition Postcards and Contraband by artist Nikola Stoyanov is an investigation of a work archive of the Bulgarian Customs Agency, Directorate for Combating Drug Trafficking from 1975-1985.
A double of a constant corpse correction in motion. From the impromptu line of conspiratorial paranoia to everyday self-relience, of patches, repairs of repairs, endless beginnings and dead-end continuations.
This zine is an exploration of the human experience with fever dreams, weaving personal narratives collected from diverse individuals.
An examining a work archive of the Bulgarian Customs Agency, Directorate for Combating Drug Trafficking from 1975-1985.
The exhibition Nature Morte by artist Nikola Stoyanov is a multimedia project dealing with the concept of geotrauma in the context of the Martisa Mining complex.
A core-core style video collage investigating the specifics of commercial video codec degradation as well as that of memmory.
Latent Space is where the gaze of artificial intelligence itself draws a picturesque horizon, delving into the hidden rooms of secret research facilities, investigative organizations, classified databases.
Photographs of everyday urban objects. In the construction and deconstruction traces can be found upon the urban surface, a peculiar language, through which different modalities of appearance are formed and unfolded.
Gray Zone Dispositive is a massive photogrammetry recreatingthe urban space of Varna.
The exhibition is nomadic in nature, led by the black sea, which is landlocked and shoreless, far from the clear croak of the sea bird.
The drive to capture the city as an affective totality
A cymatic matrix of a city in flux, of its dreams and nightmares and finally of its reality filled with nostalgia.














