I don;t know anything

THe first work made in Japan.  It's grisly and gruesome and flat as in no energy and flat as in physically, although this isn;t true because i've used layers and the paper is cricnkly.  For some reason.  Vibes?  Metaphors? Dunno.. something.

All I can smell right now is exhaust fumes from the kerosene heater.
I was thinking about trying to write something poetic but all I can think about now is Heysham Travel double-decker buses and going to school.  

I saw an exhibition of painting by elementary school children.  They used the same technique as myself.  I don't know how I feel about this!  I was aware that I wasn't doing anything new nevertheless, I felt shocked.  And to think it happened in the same village!  I must refine my technique and expand it, develop it.  It must not resemble elementary school art.  

The transfer process produces both an attrition and degradation of information.  In terms of visual interest, phases of transformation produce exciting new combinations and new patterns (which are formed in both random and controlled ways).  

I'm wondering if wood-tape is nice as a patch for ripped shoji.  I decided: yes, it's quite nice.  I'm looking forward to patching shoji in our own place, with various things.  Wood-tape must be used sparingly; or perhaps not.  It's fairly expensive though.

    What am I working on? cut outs and Flattenation.  Compressions..

I felt nostalgic for the first time in a long while yesterday.  I'm not sure what triggered it but it was refreshing.  For me, nostalgia is refreshing.  It inspires me.  The past, inspires me.  Tabun, it is remembering when I had more energy for making things;  tabun this is what inspires me.  It's relaxing, comforting, e a sy y    

鴬や餅に糞する縁の先

Note to oneself: you must be patient.

The first sign of complexity comes on day I9.  A sheet of tissue forms down the middle. It isn't entirely flat: its edges furl in the middle and by way of a transverse sec­tion through the mass you would see that it forms a shallow U. The next day the U has become acute. Folds appear and disappear, slabs meld into one another.  Two more days and its vertices have met and touched in the middle. A moth folds its wings.  A squeamous tract forms, its walls replicate and condense into tiny nodules.  The nodules swell and invert whilst replicating continuously in a mitotic fashion.  Multiplication increases exponentially, a vascular sac gradually undergoes modification.  A feeding organ is introduced which causes the inhibition of a pathway.  Relaxation factors occur as a result of the severe cytokinesis. 

The whole thing zips up; a new growth forms a hollow tube that runs most of its length.  Small brick-like blocks of tissue appear either side, at first just a few, but then ten, twenty, and finally forty-four. They reach around to meet their opposite numbers and encase the tube. Underneath, the endoderm embraces an enormous, flaccid prosthetic mass.  Both retract up into layers of bones and a lightweight folding material is introduced. A distended gut shrivels.  Two halves of an ovipositor that had previously divided are drawn together. Inconspicuous tubes, one on either side, then unite to make a single larger tube running the length of the slab.

I began to think about why I find images like this, above, beautiful.  Perhaps I don't find them beautiful, perhaps they represent something else to me.  I have always found traditionally beautiful images very uninspiring, but does beauty need to be inspiring?  Perhaps it doesn't need to fulfil any particular need and it can simply exist isolated from everything else.  I think I will try and find out.

A computer asks a question, as it does every Thursday.  Thursday is question day.  The computer, nicknamed KEVIN (Kendal Electronic Vitrius Nonhuman) is allowed to ask a member of the Dovetail Team any question it feels necessary to ask.  Invariably, KEVIN always asks Melanie a question.  Melanie is an attractive cleaning lady who cleans the laboratory every weekday at 4.15pm.  It is the source of endless amusement to the male members of the robotics team (the female members laugh along but feel slightly envious, especially Fovia a Polish joint specialist, age 27).  

Recently, KEVIN has begun to ask sexual questions.  

Melanie likes being the centre of attention, however she still feels slightly awkward talking to a computer.  

This week, KEVIN asks Melanie the following question:

'Is it possible to flatten a sensation? For instance, can an orgasm be translated to two dimensions?'     

dunno

++++Rufasu Foton Wodo *****
The outcome of a thyroid scan was this: see above.  No swellings.  

Al Fresco Projection 

Moths are attracted to light sources in the dark.  One hypothesis is based on celestial navigation, TRANSVERSE ORIENTATION.  Another on the MACH BAND, a type of visual distortion.  As for the attraction to candle flames this may relate in some way to olfaction; candle flames produce emissions similar to the pheromones released by female moths.

Dead* Crabs, a Fish, a Ray and an Asteroidea in a tank, Tokushima City


A food stand, perhaps.  An aquarium, perhaps yes.  A biological experiment, possibly not.  


Even if these creatures have no memory, simply inherited behaviour, they can surely feel the presence of death.  *The crabs play dead.  The fish plays alive, the Asteroidea is neither dead nor alive.  Breeze blocks (now covered in algae) add a slice of culture to their world.

3 つの巣

fig. 1fig. 2fig. 3

Three unoccupied nests were spotted in Kamiyama, Tokushima (Shikoku, Japan.)  The population of Kamiyama has dropped from 20,000 to just over 6,000 in 20 years (this statistic does not include the movement of insects or birds).  Although these empty nests would seem a suitable metaphor for the decline in population within Kamiyama, there is a recent trend (that is independent of seasonal migration) whereby old nests are reinhabited by new residents attracted to the region.  

Above: A girl is persuaded to appear in a fake Tadonori Yokoo presentation by astronomy otaku.  In order to capture a better likeness they told her to pretend she was looking 'for the answer's to all her questions' and that 'in a few years, she will be famous'.  Her name is Jason.  She enjoys listening to passing traffic at night, as she falls asleep.   

Re-editing images and text; then printed onto old paper.  Images sourced from a website of auctioned property, Japan.  

Our G9 san......is gone.

G9さんが、、、、、

壊　　れ　　た。

時限爆弾がついていたかのように、ブツリと。まさかの１年と１０ヶ月で。

中にあるどこかのネジが緩んで電子回路の上に落ちてショートした可能性あり、という情報を見つけ、
そーっと分解して見たらほんとにネジがひとつ、回路の上に転がっていたー。

色々調べて試して見たけれど、うんともすんとも言わん。
この電子基盤？みたいなところを交換しないといけないんだろうな。

キャノンへ修理を依頼するべきか、、元通りになるのかな、、、前と変わらずに戻ってくるのかな、、

ああG9ちゃん。 

とりあえず、今はアナログを楽しも。 






トホ　ホ

BISA: SPOUSE TYPE

Apparently my wife is a toad (original type).

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ゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴ

rusty choc

bimi

Cyborg ankles.  An annoying look.  Dough ankles, shouldn't be putting thou feet up with your comfortable stylish shoes on.  I'm sure you were dithering about and stepped in poo without realising.  
Now its all shkunked around - luckily, your feet are made of foam and you are not real. 

しん　しん　しん

雪が降って

真夜中なのに、この明るさ。

mega delish beautiful bits by chris+alan

bimi. 美味記録。

プルーンとアプリコットのほろ苦チョコレートがけ。

まだまだクリスマスの思い出が。　
２５日、今年はマンチェスターで。

ぼけーと魚を眺めたり

若き日のディヴィッド・ボーイを見てしまったり

 

 シャイなこいつが出てくるのを待ち続けたり

映画・グレイガーデンズを鑑賞したり、

かわいいメグと戯れたり

くわっ　かわいいぃぃー

アラッ

アンララ

顔　がっ

！！！