Keep Movin
One night, no lines – only rhythm, light and whatever lives between the lens and the floor. Part exhibition, part rave, this isn’t a collision so much as a slow bleed between two states of being. Photographs that feel like memories half-remembered, sets that build and break without asking permission. Nine DJs, five visual artists, and not a single effort to separate sound from image, body from moment. It’s a refusal of neat categories, a mood that unfolds rather than explains. Expect to be disoriented in the best way – drawn in by strobe, stilled by a print, then thrown back into the pulse. This is a space that doesn’t demand interpretation. It just asks you to stay long enough to feel your way through. May 24. B350-500 via here. ETA BKK, 8pm onwards