Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

no longer writing in the third person

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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

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


Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

It Will Get Lighter

not their contents

idk

Better Lift

yeah

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

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

god being the centre magnet

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason