So much

of course this post never got written. smh.


I need a better chair for my studio. Something ridiculous but on wheels and able to be sat in while wearing multiple blankets.


when asked why i’ve moved to github, i can’t say for sure.

also, when asked, i can’t say for sure why my disillusionment with hugo has come about. the tool chain is weak for working off the cuff, methinks.

hither and yon.

i need more freedom. too many things are binding and restrictive. adobe exists on microsoft and macs, emacs works well but best on a gnu/linux system, gans are great but mostly if you’re running off of an nvidia gpu, etc. etc. etc.

this doesn’t even scratch the surface of popular blogging interfaces.

wordpress can die in a fire but, mostly, all the rest of them are just as - if not more - miserable.


I made a thing but don’t want to talk about it yet.


for the life of me i can’t see any reason for a person to specialize. it forces bad habits. it creates problems where one can only see or think or hear the world through the sphere of their specialization.

for my part, i see all things as systems. in art, the minute something gets established the “system” is created and everything from thereon out is given “the treatment”. for this reason neural style generators are perfect tools. after 5 landscapes by van Gogh everyone pretty much has a good idea about the 6th, 7th and 500th. Same for Monet, Pollock, etc. etc. etc. on down to me and you.

the machine is good for repeating a system. man, for better or worse, is not because it makes us boring when we do.


choices should be seen in the negative. not what you are choosing but, rather, what you are refusing. refuse is always more interesting than the kept object. what was it? why was it tossed? who thought it was good in the first place?

through this you see the millions of choices that no longer exist. your future is now determined and a new set of choices predicated on the previous one exist in its place.


I haven’t clicked on every link on this page however i’m certain that all the links are dead are, at least 98% of them.

a lot of them link to colleges and from the looks of it were some student and/or professor page who at one point in time believed in the internet enough to try something but now, having moved on, let time cover up it’s existence. the link, therefore, is a tombstone that only reveals the sunken ground where the tomb has collapsed in on itself.

and this will happen to us all.


long time no update, had a show, etc.

pushing work now into a new direction. more later.


letters in bottles but beyond that it’s anybody’s guess.


  • i’ve said it before and i’ll say it again - there’s comfort in the blinking cursor.

  • i fail to understand anyone who wishes to be a specialist. but, having said that, i completely understand why someone would become one.

  • if there’s something worth saying, i don’t know what it is or where you’d even bother saying it.

  • the best utterances are the absurd noises made during sleep.

  • i’m missing something but i’m not sure what it is.