you know who you are. no more time, not like

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somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it


hiding from the rain

It Will Get Lighter
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The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

in a post. I want to be remembered

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

13, H, grate


I Write Goodbye Letter