i’m cleaning up my room gettiing ready for the move, and of course also thinking about cleaning up “my other room”, aka this website / my web of websites / my internet identity. the new thought (in re: the other room) is to have a multi-level approach that allows for distinct levels of participation– the top level is art projects, upcoming shows, etc., the second level is links and critical thinking, the third level is what i ate and how much i slept and are these your pants or did you give them to me?. or to carry the architecture idea farther: the porch, the living room, the boudoir– that’s cute, rite? i’m sure i’ll get to work on that when i have something else that absolutely needs to happen the following day.
today and yesterday listening to CDs only, having found a working discman in the junkosphere. it’s a specific time period, that disposable income time in which i bought cds, and i can’t tell if i’m enjoying rolling in it, but it’s interesting. double back is the cds i left in milk crates at my mom’s house, which i have not yet begun to deal with, but which i categorized (at the time) worthwhile but not currently relevant. that i can’t imagine what’s in there, is to me, fascinating. in any event, i’ve proven myself unable to leave a shedded skin behind– is there an animal i can look to that eats its own chrysalis?
pictured above- the best screen from shinobi (the beginning of the second level), for the sega master system, which i’ve begun playing again, this time as an emulator. throwback city! the warhol background always fascinated me.