For whatever reason, this floors me. It felt like one thing for Judith Bronte’s work to find me in this way; fed into a recombinatorial machine, cut into pieces and reassembled into accidental poetry, arriving in my spam folder in the consort of advertisement. Somehow it felt entirely different that this work managed to function in the same way with her; a cavalcade of wayward characters she may not have ever written, returning home to the inbox of their original creator.
The Internet can often be a mirror for real life. We see the structural problems we face offline reflected in publications, tweets, and Google searches. If web browsers are our window onto the Internet and thus, the world, browser extensions can be a way of saying This is what I want the world to look like and sharing that vision of the future with others.
We live in hard times and people are in pain. Is that the best time for complex art? For me, the answer is always yes. Because I am complex. The situations we deal with are complex.
If our art is to be true, it cannot be simple.
Open Mike Eagle
I started writing because my world was on fire. Now, my world is still on fire but I get awards for how well I describe the flames.
Art dismantles power; otherwise, it’s propaganda.
PEOPLE LIKE TO LEARN!
I want to find the spaces between the joy without burning out.
There’s a huge difference between caring about something and caring for something.
Claire L. Evans
The future is baroque
City of Portland
(Sorry for the radio silence last week. Go ‘phins.)