Rain, starting
no longer writing in the third person
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
13, H, grate
in a post. I want to be remembered
Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an
empty webpage.
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
