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Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

Lift Analysis

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

Thank you, Jack

i see a website

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

but really the thing should be autonomous

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

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

13, H, grate

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

Better Lift

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

currently

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.