Wednesday, May 15, 2002
It's tempting to bring the technological, emotional and intellectual pathway to a close by resolving all leads, all ideas, into one concise fundamentally sound answer, but alas, that's futile. If you are onto something really substantial, it will probably take the form of a question(s). In the long run, those with the best answers have asked the most interesting questions. The outside world is chaos, variables that collide, the inner world is constant. Those constants force us to return to items we question, and respond. Invest in what really moves you, that's more genuine isn't it? While I'm at it, is 'form' a verb or a noun? What of visual vocabulary? Is publicity really the currency of the information economy? Are we sold on hyperbole? It's not about the product anymore, but the product tie in, the hype. Hey, 'selling out' is no longer a dirty word, and yep, I'm sure it makes Moby smile: Nissan, American Express, Nordstroms, X-Files, Dawson's Creek and Veronica's Closet smile too, their cool and know what? It would make me smile too because smile=$$ bling bling! Let go of integrity for a moment and think like the Jetson's, think like Will Robinson, Penny Robinson, Dr. Zachary Smith. Do you rely on 'internet experiences' over personal ones? Will the web finish off what television started, isolating us from the outside world? Welcome to the VIVO/VOD (video on demand) unlimited bandwidth back-cataloged downloadable experience, this is a niche within a niche within a niche market. Happy insomniacs push the button, I have a winner here, crush content, big push, shelf space is limited, short attention spans- The Future Is Now. Understand that dessert is going to come before the main course now, and that home-made versus instant is left up to chance. I'll take the risk and go for curtain #3 and hope it's the big deal of the day.

NOFONT: There is a lack of feeling and temper in traditional typography. Every voice has a unique frequency, which color is your? If you are trying to read while lying down the ergonomy of a book will kill you! Typocity Art(ek) Town. Can you remove the content and still keep the story? Typographic Bounce and Jazz Talk. Experimental call and answer, respond by clicking, provoke thought, download free fonts, oh yea.
6:06 PM :

Tuesday, May 14, 2002
Flags are symbolic devices emblematic of identity, and territory. The web is a micro territory; a place for confrontation, assertion, communication and play. (see the Koolhaas EU flag below). The Solomon R. Guggenheim museum recently added Mark Napier's NET.FLAG installation to its permanent collection. The project explores the flag as a symbol of territorial identity, appropriating the visual language of international flags. A simple online interface allows visitors to design a flag to reflect their own nationalistic, political or territorial agenda-assemble/reassemble. (Warning: A corporate visual vocabulary is impossible, McDonalds, Coca-Cola, Enron, AOL/Time Warner and pop-up-ads cannot be represented)
8:28 PM :

Sunday, May 12, 2002
The Apartment
101 Crosby St.
New York City 10012
'Surveillance'
8:34 PM :

#1.0 The true revolution promised by the rise of bloggerdom is not about journalism. It's about information management. The bloggers have the potential to do something far more original than offer up packaged opinions on the news of the day; they can actually help organize the Web in ways tailored to your minute-by-minute needs. Often dismissed as self-obsessed "vanity sites," the bloggers actually have an important collective role to play on the Web. But they're not challengers to the throne of the New York Times and the Wall Street Journal. They're challengers to the throne of Google....'Use The Blog Luke' by Steven Johnson (Salon)

#1.5 While professional journalists turn up their noses, weblog pioneers invent a new, personal way to organize the Web's chaos....'Fear of Links' by Scott Rosenberg. Personally Jockohomo likes it because he doesn't have to put himself out on a limn.
8:33 PM :

All hail Rhea, or as James Cagney say, Happy Mutta's Day! Confiscate the machine guns and getaway cars, substitute an after mass midday daisy centerpiece, table cloth, coffee, a nice red wine, gifts, cards, anise, the smell of rain and fresh baked bread. Family day, I made insalata caprese, pasta ala Perugia and a contorni of roasted asparagus, the finale was a beautiful plum clafouti, coffee and a giant white cake. Translation, salad, pasta, asparagus, and dessert. Far too wet to plant the rest of the garden for Mom, thankful as I'm still hurting from a massive squat routine, lifted 295lbs...woo hoo, I think, I still can't walk.

7:59 PM :