Essays

If you could forget anything about yourself, about your past, about how you think, would you?
I know I would. There are shameful things, fortunately not many, I’d like to forget.

The presence of mistakes in art are part of what distinguishes human made from AI made art.
Human mistakes can be indicative of the effort exerted making the art; human mistakes can also be a conscious inclusion on the part of the artist. Mistakes can be an artistic technique, such as splattering of paint by Pollock, in that, the actual application is partially random.

Further to my proposal language is a result of consumption of psychedelic mushrooms — I can’t imagine why anyone would want to debate such a concept — and that awareness of language is a result of global consciousness — it strikes me an alternative reason for the rise of consciousness expressed as language should be offered.

Forgiveness of the dead. Seeking that which can never be given.

Part of my process in these thoughts has now been developed by circumstance (which I find delightful). On one of my daily walks I passed a free library.*

Erasers are quite wonderful and also scary when you think about their purpose, which is to remove something as if it was never there.