Piholes and Glitches

until i either decide on a better use for my raspberry pi and/or i buy another one(s) my current pi is serving out its life as a pihole and this suits me fine.

for lack of a better purpose (or any) i have decided to take up the cause of the anti-advertising/tracking warrior. my ethos is less about anti-advertising and more about freedom, privacy, and decentralisation. regardless, a game is now afoot.

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Burden of Nonsense

somewhere in the darkness between last night and tonight a vision came before me. it was about people and their work–the type of work that ends when the person doing it ends.

this work, i’ve decided, is the person’s burden of nonsense.

it’s work that wouldn’t be done for any other reason than the person is driven to do it because of love, compulsion, insanity, etc. but it’s also work that tears them away from the normal mode of living through escapism–watching endless hours of tv or social media or whatever.

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Freedom

i vaguely remember a time before this time where i wasn’t tracked everywhere i go. where i wouldn’t immediately receive coupons in the mail for the exact items that i purchased from the store a few days before. where i wouldn’t be asked to check-in, rate my experience, log my calories, track my steps, share my interests, buy this product, transform my life, watch this ad, etc. etc. etc.

search results are more useless now than the early days of the internet.

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Birthplace

the current state of the old copley memorial hospital in aurora, illinois. this photo is of the emergency room entrance which i knew well as a kid since i was prone to severe asthma attacks.

everything rots. decay eats away at us all. struggling to preserve your work and legacy is foolishness.

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summary

i can’t write about my art but i can write about my life.

i try and fail to define my practice, my life, my everything. goals and rules, for me, are things that get broken and ignored so why make a liar out of myself?

if i weren’t a failure i’m not sure what else i could be and i watch my work fail even more but hope that one day it won’t–that it will succeed in its vision of representing my life and soul.

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