i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
feel you
and the fake qualifier
i love it here
its good short few pages
you cannot feed someone truth
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
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
that looks like my instagram account
sorry i am texting like a slav
whats your name?
wait what is that
magnetises a pin
what do you mean
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.i really havent
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
"Put a blanket."