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

...

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

send your tumblr

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

i was tempted to lie about my name

wait what is that

the site i am dreaming

like magnets

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

no like which do people call me

        13       |
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            H   |
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Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

13, H, grate

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

plato

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

sorry i am texting like a slav