The Soul selects her own society,
then Shuts the door.
e. dickinson

Saturday, March 1, 2008

Pinball Poetics, fuck it.



Basically a tangible digital pinball machine that generates text according to certain gestures within the game such as "flipping", "nudging", "soft & hard cradling", "dead flipper pass", etc. through the machine's layout: bumpers, slingshots, ramps, targets, holes & saucers, spinners & revolvers, switches & one way door doors, toys, magnets & captive balls, etc.

Perhaps a way to work with these forms in order to generate Lines.

Thursday, February 28, 2008

Monday, February 25, 2008

Nata my lovey, not moscow anytime soon.


my little paragon far away in london. We lived together in San Pedro, CA., shared a room with the view of the Long Beach Harbor pulling in objects from all over the world. Our single beds opposite the room, dreams parallel. inseperable ever since. now she is making dresses. now i am making blogs. one day we will make blog dresses together. one say we'll share a room again and she will show me how to wear them.