There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
idk
its performative
barren land
so at the end
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
so the method has to be autonomous
i have read not even 1 book
you cannot feed someone truth
as in
really i want the internet
your feed looks like my tumblr
lol yea
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
but really the thing should be autonomous
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
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
magnetisation/form
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse
like first name
plato
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
magnetises a pin
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation