its performative

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

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

IWGD

hiding from the rain

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

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There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

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

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life