In_the_creative_act; the_artist_goes_from_intention_to_realisation; through_a_chain_of_totally_subjective_reactions;
His_struggle_toward_the_realisation_is_a_series_of_efforts; pains;_satisfaction_refusals_decisions; which_also_cannot_and_must_not_be_fully_self-conscious; at_least_on_the_aesthetic_plane;
The_result_of_this_struggle_is_a_difference_between_the_ intention_and_its_realization; a_difference_which_the_artist_is_not_aware_of; It_is_something_born_from_within_you;
It’s_as_though_you_felt_a_need_to_do_something; to_say_something; to_utter; and_you_cannot_live_without_uttering_this_sentence; or_writing_this_piece_of_music; It_just_begs_to_manifest_itself;
For_the_first_time,_the_means_of_production,; the_routes_of_dissemination; and_the_means_of_consumption; are_all_mediated_through_the_same_technologies,; based_on_the_computer_interface;
It_is_a_need_to_express_yourself_first; and_then_to_rationalize_this_expression; It_is_irrational_first; rational_after;
Interaction_in_art_is_not_a_new_media_phenomenon;
I_am_sure_Einstein_had_an_inkling_ about_something_unknown; and_then_came_to_his_theory_of_light;
And_I_am_sure_everybody_has_had_this_ impulse; very_much_akin_to_sex; sexual_drive; or_sexual_appetite;_if_you_wish;
Loner,_all_alone,_all_the_one,_only_one.; Never_had_no_time_for_company.; Worse_now_than_before.; Im’s_heart_fell_away,_like_soap_suds_dried_in_a_bathtub.; Left_a_crusty_reminder.; Dirty_watermark_still_there_if_you_look.; Wait.; Two_went_into_one_and_stayed.; Apple_core_with_two_pips.; Eat_the_apple,_devour_the_seed.; Seed_grows_in_im_belly.;
you_don’t_get_a_chance_to_choose_because_everything’s_going_so_fast; It’s_like_driving_on_a_road_you_just_have_to_follow_the_road; And_take_turns; ‘eyeball_it’_as_a_carpenter_would_say;
You_don’t_have_any_scientific_measuring_rod; except_your_own_mind;
But_the_glitch_itself; the_ghost_in_the_machine,; the_’irrational’; is_what_may_help_us_glean_a_deeper_understanding_of_ourselves; as_irrational_systems; it_can_force_a_new_perspective;
I_don’t_know_of_any_scientific_measuring_rod_that’s_usable; So_you_have_to_chance_whatever_you_can_and_pick_whatever_you_can; So_there’s_also_a_process_of_automatic_selection;
Whatever_you_can_draw_in_your_net_is_it_is_what_you_got;’
you_go_so_far_out_you_don’t_know_what_you’re_doing;_ you_lose_touch_with_what’s_been_done_before_by_anyone; you_wind_up_creating_a_new_poetry-universe;
To_all_appearances,_the_artist_acts_like_a_mediumistic_being; who,_from_the_labyrinth_beyond_time_and_space; seeks_his_way_out_to_a_clearing;
the_artistic_execution_of_the_work_rests_with_pure_intuition; and_cannot_be_translated_into_a_self-analysis,; spoken_or_written,_or_even_thought_out;
This_liminality; this_state_of_becoming; this_limbo_of_existence_that_is_in_flux; can_represent_the_more_corporeal_element_of_the_experience; as_the_die_takes_the_user/player_from_winner_to_loser; from_life_to_death_in_an_analogue_period; that_can_be_representative_of_every_state_in_between; and_yet_neither_one_of_the_binary_opposites; that_are_eventually_revealed.
Creativity_as_a_form_of_novel_advance; becomes_an_’always_live’_performance_art_movement;
‘Do_I_contradict_myself?; Very_well,_then_I_contradict_myself.;
I_am_large,_I_contain_multitudes’; I_have_written_much_less_than_most_people_who_write;
I_have_drunk_much_more_than_most_people_who_drink;
Like_lost_children_we_live_our_unfinished_adventures;
In_a_world_that_has_REALLY_been_turned_on_its_head,; truth_is_a_moment_of_falsehood.;
Basketball_is_not_a_collection_of_jams,; but_a_social_relation_among_players,;mediated_by_Michael_Jordan;
It_was_indeed_a_pretty_land_with_long_grey_fields; in_which_scarecrows_adorned_in_1960s_print_tops; lolled_in_the_warm_breeze,; great_mountains_topped_with_snow_that_rested_like_formica_tables; on_their_sharp_peaks; and_great_kitsch_forests_that_danidied_and_dawdled; with_great_foppishness; and_looked_very_cool_at_passers_by.;
We_can_escape_the_commonplace_only_by_manipulating_it,; controlling_it,; thrusting_it_into_our_dreams; or_surrendering_it_to_the_free_play_of_our_subjectivity;
There_ís_a_man_with_a_mullet: going_mad_with_a_mallet_in_Millets;
Overhead_a_rainbow_appears,; In_black_and_white;
All_of_a_sudden_I_felt_brushed_by_the_wings_of_something_dark; May_the_Lord_have_mercy_on_Stringy_Bob;
Life_is_a_bucket_of_shit_with_a_barbed_wire_handle;
You_take_just_so_much_from_a_bottle,; and_then_you_stop_taking; From_then_on_you’re_putting;
The_problem_with_putting_two_and_two_together; is_that_sometimes_you_get_four,; and_sometimes_you_get_twenty-two;
somebody_had_taken_the_lid_off_life_and_let_him_see_the_works;
We_didn’t_exactly_believe_your_story.; We_believed_your_two_hundred_dollars;
There_are_two_kinds_of_truth:; the_truth_that_lights_the_way; and_the_truth_that_warms_the_heart; The_first_of_these_is_science,; and_the_second_is_art;
Hollywood_is_wonderful; Anyone_who_doesn’t_like_it_is_either_crazy_or_sober;
I_needed_a_drink; I_needed_a_lot_of_life_insurance; I_needed_a_vacation,; I_needed_a_home_in_the_country; What_I_had_was_a_coat,_a_hat_and_a_gun; I_put_them_on_and_went_out_of_the_room;
When_in_doubt,; have_a_man_come_through_a_door_with_a_gun_in_his_hand;
There_are_no_vital_and_significant_forms_of_art; there_is_only_art,_and_precious_little_of_that;
It_is_not_necessary_to_die_in_order_to_describe_death;
That’s_why_I_don’t_very_often_drink,_or_even_smoke; I_want_to_try_cocaine,_though; because_that’s_suppose_to_sharpen_the_brain,_isn’t_it?;
Restricting_oneself_to_a_personal_arrangement_of_words_is_mere_convention;
But_the_end_is_nearing_and_can’t_wait_to_consume_you;
something_inside_me_stirs;
The #glitch machine #B46 