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¶ i am booted in panter. the power pc linux doesnt date flash. today was one of those days_i wanted something soft for my eyes. we were just talking about various simplex ways to perfectly display information. i didnt keep my promise. to bring the new, chaotic wave here. the corner words are staying. instead of brainstormy reflexions this site is staying the open notebook. the sketchy page in that next-to-you coloured booklet. short ones about nothing cant be written. but i have that weird feeling of cant speaking out loud. seems like the keywords will have to be changed. transfers/research/work is beautiful. tommorow i start another one. i met a whole bunch of nice people in last year. cant look forwrd to see them this year. everything is structured different after this christmas. even the soil. (23:38)(comment?)
¶ yes i'll be too busy up until december. i kiss you all up until then. and after new year we will get a new look, and hopefully also a form. i want it less linear. s n o w f l a k e s ... :) joke. not yet. but i can smell them with my eyes. (23:56)(comments:54)
¶ on a headmap i find _there are notes in boxes that are empty _every room has an accessible history _every place has emotional attachments you can open and save _you can search for sadness everywhere _people within a mile of each other who have never met stop what they are doing and organise spontaneously to help with some task or other. _in a strange town you knock on the door of someone you don't know and they give you sandwiches. _paths compete to offer themselves to you _life flows into inanimate objects _the trees hum advertising jingles _everything in the world, animate and inanimate, abstract and concrete, has thoughts attached the plan for a working summer is half organised since it is already preplanned. from barcelona to amsterdam. online. stereo travelling. and along whole way one have 'to play at being a critic. deconstruct the game in order to play with it. instead of accepting the rules, challenge and modify them. without the freedom to critique and reconstruct, there is no truly free game: we are addicts and nothing more', as said by virilio. (00:07)(comment?)
¶ it is the second plan as could be said. it is not stick to the first plan, but rather letting yourself go. so here after work__ i go with the sun and picnics. otherwise lately preatty introverted. there are funny combinations of old with new. the strange mixtures of old and new are also at the job, which is becoming extremly responsible. its kind of scary sometimes also because we are all aware that i am swinging on the mountains i dont really know how to climb not even how high they are. yesterday i had an interesting discussion, and yess again...about serious crisis of contemporary art. this topic appears here and there, but the fatalistic distopism in the sense of the final end is present since i got involved in it. this time the discussion was more about the content, it could be even described as hoos got something to say. for me the value of information doesnt depend on its quantity, its analogy to theory, its not the meaning neither...it values according to its consitency..which i romanticaly call the truth_ness. there is also international gossip i am involved in. its a real gossip, negative and having nothing to do with truth_ness. my explanation is needed although a chance for it was not given. it was real infringment of privacy. huh so much about free flow of information and misuse of it. to be continued..to be published.. (00:10)(comment?)
¶ now__haip is full time going on. we are just in the middle of tomi's presentation about gnupauk. the gathering is really going on well. it is interesting mixture of informality and creative proffesionalism. kosmoplovci are sitting beside me, working. everyone is. working. not working. but its not about that. its about accessing. and signal with noise. (21:52)(comments:1) | |||||
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