Artificial is, in one of many possible definitions, something “whose source is not biological evolution but technological manufacture.” This simple statement presents us with several questions.
Pieces of Information – Color-Changing Cephalopods, a Machine That Turns Itself Off and Other Stories
[From Occulto h: Limits, 2017] Industry creation a creation in the equation why why etc. Why equally 8X eight eight a ex and X Plus babe why am ex are the variables–Space–White why while ANB are the constants that had passed that headache asked that hand hey hey hey asked as us define devalue the value call of the variables.
[From Occulto 6: Life, 2019] “The marmot is the stupidest animal on earth”, said the ethologist, “it stands still for hours on end, contemplating the sun.” “The ethologist is the stupidest animal on earth”, said the marmot, “it stands still for hours on end, contemplating me.” – Enzo Costa
Remember those moments of careless strolling? An art known as Flâneuserie in literature. I have enjoyed browsing through bookshops, bars or museums, practicing my collectioneuse habit of picking up postcards on my way. Nowadays I am practicing #stayhome, and suddenly the image of people in plastic container pops to my mind.
The white mustard young plants look a bit messy and weak, but they’re thriving, and blooming. I sowed them about one month ago in the backyard of the apartment building where I live – a shady garden nobody took care of for a long time, but still inhabited by a vegetal and animal crowd.
While making morning tea, I scan the sky through the kitchen window. I look at its blueness, the cloud shapes, I enjoy the light. Then I spot it. The heron’s morning route crosses my habitat. I squeak. A heron morning is a happy morning.
Vdrome 186: Danaya Chulphuthiphong’s Demos, Floraphilia – Revolution of Plants, Krach der Roboter Live streaming, Between Bridges’ 2020 Solidarity.
This morning a spider greeted me from the Tsing printout. I had gone to bed with her quote: “We are stuck with the problem of living despite economic and ecological ruination. Neither tales of progress nor of ruin tell us how to think about collaborative survival. It is time to pay attention to mushroom picking. Not that this will save us – but it might open our imaginations.”