Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
the site i am dreaming
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
Today I felt like starting
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
plato
magnetises a pin
its performative
have you read
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
bro i read nothing in my life
isaac newton
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
not their contents
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.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
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