i am quite illiterate on producing technology
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out."Put a blanket."
theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
currently
hiding from the rain
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
kind of mythopoesis
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever