somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
Lift Analysis
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
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
i see a website
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
Thank you, Jack
it is hopeful
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl
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
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
Better Lift
but i respect your search
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
we need to be deconstructing our identities
ahnaf abrar
I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
like first name