the thing about settlers, is they get a hold of the place by heart. they take what others have made and impose themselves through an astonishing sleepwalking. these kids of the apocalypse. take for example the code of the smart city. it forgets that we need to have time together. that our isolation is… Continue reading settlers
i write to blow off the steam of effort and affect that allows me no space to be me.
Dear Stop Gap, I am writing to ask if you would please send me the event information. I live in downtown Kingston where there are several small coffee shops near me and they all have a single step. And it drives me mad. I want to get all ramps! Please Help. Yours in art, fitch… Continue reading stop gap ramp project
the saddest thing for me is that i live in a garbage society. i didn't know for the first 50 yeas. I had done what i thought was real. followed my peers into a deadly fight. now that's flicked up. i see my life laid out and brutal. the threads of connection cut and burned… Continue reading letting go