Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Better Lift

but really the thing should be autonomous

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

It's

dusk

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

Style

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

Today I felt like starting

i see a website

its performative

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

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

sorry i am texting like a slav

like first name

Slug

Lift Analysis

we need to be deconstructing our identities

i really havent