October 30th – November 1st, 2026 @ Kampus Hybernská, Prague 1

18th Prague Microfestival, centred around the theme of ERASURISM, takes place over the Halloween weekend, from Friday 30 October till Sunday 1 November, 4 pm till 10 pm, at Kampus Hybernská in Prague 1.

Official site: praguemicrofestival.com · Programme

Featuring Allen Ansgar, İlker Artıran, Rıdvan Ardıç, Jaromír Lelek, Anna Špirochová, Emanuel Cameira, Michael Rowland, Louis Armand, Tyko Say, Václav Šulc, Roksan Mandel, Roderick Mitchell Jr, Ugljesa Janjic, Pam Brown, Kimberly Campanello, Běla Čápová, Marc Cram, Michel Delville, Jorge Dias, Daniela Drašarová, Bernhard Drax, Johan Gotera, Magdalena Kawecka, Susinukke Kosola, Michaela Králiková, Veronika Kreslová, Christodoulos Makris, Benjamin D. Muir, Saša Munjiza, David Vichnar, Jo Blin, Phillip O'Neil, Ásgeir H Ingólfsson, Jana Orlová, R.G. Vašíček, Adam Ouston, Ramiro Sanchiz, John Trefry, Corey Wakeling, Karl Wolff, Christopher Owens, Ana Pepelnik, Erkut Tokman, Iryna Zahladko, Alica Minar & Co, and many more — see the full list of authors & performers.

A peak downstairs...

Peel slowly to see...redacted dummies, fake trash guerillustrations, televisual collages unframing bisweptually, wigged walls talking back, revolution stripping off its skin and bleeding all over the shop. Crayon borders, freewheelin' love dronxes, non-binary couches and reanimated pulp spines. Erase slowly...and go.

Because erasurism starts against the static.

Because you descend the stairs and stare down the wall of language. Words and other words to describe those words. Lines you have heard before. They come from OBJECT:PARADISE Transcripts – 5,000 lines of text recorded in the secrecy of basement pubs, underground happenings, and parties across the Independent Republic of Žižkov. Without author they scroll across the 12-meter wall infinitely and unjustly to be found and repurposed in understanding. How might I be erased today or in the future? One might say they can’t know.

Enter in then to acts of past and current protest in the hallway corridor interior. Expect cardboard & marker, glue & paper mache, mantra & moment croaked in red light and frog fog. Please destruct what has been constructed. Rowland’s piece ‘F&#k This Up!’ hangs in erasure to be found with provided tools and opportunity. A sharpie dangles from the ceiling, blown in passed wind, scribbling the sentence,

“DAVID CERNY’S LIFE MATTERS.”

You might find then the opportunity to erase one’s face. Why not create, always, with a new face? WIG LOAN gleams above a dozen colorful heads, spindled and twindled. In blonde pink, brunette and balding. OUR WIGS AREN’T CHIPPED the sign above them promises. 100kc to be erased. 100% legal. Tyko Say’s WIG LOAN, providing an array of human-hair, synthetic, and costume wigs that will bring your alter ego to bed, “Wigs may be costumed at discount if a reading is provided in your new identity.” The VHS camera swings from the wig head prose mouth and cuts to the action tomb of the basement, “Wake Up It's Quitting Time.”

Screens display the wig head, the theater, erect in static. Body parts of synthetic push against a plastic. Ozlem Akin’s limb exhibition pokes thru with red behind the shower curtain: Erased opportunity to understand one’s own body – in limbo, in shadow, in memento of the immedio, in Anachronical Somatization.

Readers read with a mouth on their own body: Czech, Slovak, Ukrainian, Slovenian, Turkish, English, Italian, and/or the language equivalent. A 3/16-piece sound orchestration stomps through the red paint and read print and cuts the glistening shiny tape:

“AMERIKA ANNOUNCES CHEESE FIRE. EFFECTIVELY IMMEDIATELY”.

A TV blinks its eyes. Cameras loot the moment. The revolution will not be recorded, but it will be televised, loudly in a basement that smells of off fish. Pukl’s protest stands adjacent with beard grown and hungered laugh hollowed.

AND! FILM! nightly. rightly. In silence soaking. Bookshop sells discount hardbacks to get one slouched back. QR payment required by latest Iphone. You may pay with your advertising ID and/or attention span.

The red light lays across a lady’s shoes while she contemplates the sounds of names. A-R-N-A-N-D. The general in Wig leans over, “Mam, they have crossed the Prague-3 border.” In response, wig head adjusts her brunette and is rushed to the crevice sklep to digest the movement,

“How do you translate the register of a semi colon in a Discord DM?”

The war room displays misuse of language and a bottle of red to sooth the moment. She flips through the war room periodical,

“SEX ONCE A DAY WITH THE DOCTOR KEEPS YOUR WIFE AWAY.”

Akohol erases the whole. She sinks in her chair, licks the wax of the evening envelope, seals it and plans that in the future she will say that she forgot it in the moment.

Poets bombard the outside world.

Bald men invent a new invention.

The ship sinks to a violin without strings

The whole world is thrown into the Vltava.

All is erased.
Nothing exists

Until it’s found

and erased
again and
sold back to you
in the language
of the now

Written by Tyko Say and Michael Rowland for the 18th annual Prague Microfestival, themed Erasurism.