hello reader,


She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

Rain, starting

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl

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


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

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

autonomy of learning

sorry i am texting like a slav

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

its performative

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

Picture

magnetisation/form

have you read

so the method has to be autonomous

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

propensity within someone

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day. I created this site.

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

much more tactility

Today I felt like starting