In trying to write an essay on some aspect of media arts, it's difficult sometimes to find your way through the malaise of information coming at you when you free type and try to capture as many ideas as possible in one session, that's the whole idea sometimes of just getting stuck in and finding out where the sentences lead you.
i have spent days between time zones and no, i haven't been travelling. i've been working out the schedule for the 080808 UpStage Festival. this online festival runs for 18 hours over the 8th & 9th of august (depending where you are in the world) and there are 14 different performances, each playing twice (some three times) with performers in 14 different time zones (possibly 15 - i'm not sure where in canada some of the performers are).
A book that has long been on my "wish list" finally arrived recently, and it is every bit as delightful as I had anticipated: She's Such a Geek, edited by Annalee Newitz and Charlie Anders. Reading this book, though, thoroughly identifying with various aspects of many different stories, enjoying a sense of "belonging", somewhere in the back of my mind, odd questions have been unexpectedly intruding themselves.
As I explained in my introduction page, one of the things that makes it a bit difficult to explain my work is that the better I do my job, the more imperceptible my work becomes. Yesterday I was thrilled to find myself completely invisible.
in Ted Nelson's 1974 book Computer Lib/Dream Machines (on page 72 if you are holding the book from the Computer Lib perspective or page 57 if you are holding the book from the Dream Machines perspective) Nelson hand drew a small fox called the "CRAZY LECIA FOX" with the words "METHOD in my MADNESS" circling the CRAZY LE
I consider myself a pretty avid traveler. I grew up traveling to many different places and my family opted to take our own routes as opposed to big group tours. I’m often embarrassed when I see other Americans in foreign cities looking loudly for the nearest hamburger, sporting t-shirts freshly bought from street vendors of the city we’re in, and laughing at different customs. I am proud in many ways of my American identity (although that pride seems to be diminishing in recent years) however I’ve also always been able to blend in to local customs. (Except in Asia perhaps where I am clearly an outsider, but could be from seen as from the majority of western countries.)
in response to Aileen's latest post about Speed and Imaginary Futures Last weekend I found this image in the ladies loos at the Solaris cafe in Linz. We were enjoying an excellent evening of conversation which touched on an observation (apposite to all present), that the media arts world is disproportionately composed of people with Catholic upbringings. It seems doubly worth bringing up here because, a couple of weeks ago, whilst chatting with the author of Imaginary Futures (recently awarded the Marshall McLuhan Award for Outstanding Book in the Field of Media Ecology) I discovered that Marshal McLuhan was also a devout Catholic. During this conversation we touched on how many approaches and practices of net art evoked early Christian Mysticism.
As often as I mentioned things I have been thinking about writing when Ruth was here in Linz this past weekend, perhaps it is time to actually write something again and not just think about it. This afternoon I was surprised by an article that randomly showed up in my feed reader about what Silicon Valley start-up executives are using to be able to work twenty hours. That reminded me of one of the many wonderful conversations I had with Ruth.
i should finish my thesis in about three weeks. at the moment, my main concern is that i'm not stressed out. shouldn't i be a complete nervous wreck? i'm certainly working hard, but i'm not burning the midnight oil, and it feels like i'm on track. there must be something important that i forgot about. i've made such a concerted effort to turn down the volume on the multifarious projects i normally have fingers in that my email has slowed to a trickle. maybe there's something wrong with my email server???
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