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Sunday, July 27, 2008

updates from shitty south texas



my dad just asks me
"what's a twitter?"
and i explain
(these conversations about technology always have a strange)
("birds and the bees" role reversal vibe)
(it was clear from our conversation that he still has)
(no idea what a blog is)
(or even what youtube is, for that matter)

then, just now, i hear his voice from the couch in the other room
melanie!
(my mother's name)
melanie!
i'm twittering!
i'm twittering!
i'm just letting you know that i'm watching the news


a moment passes

then

melanie!
melanie!
i'm twittering!
i'm thinking about going to the bathroom!
i'm twittering!

Friday, July 11, 2008

(re)(re)(re)(re)(re)


i first began this blog about seven months ago, a day or so after i moved out to marfa.

i had high hopes and intentions about writing on my experiences, but soon realized that - like so many other times in my life when i was trying to write about what was happening to me coincidently and as it happened - instead of hyperanalyzing what was happening to me in an immediate sense, i should try to experience it in reality, without the (often stifling) processes of detachment, mental recording, and performativity which occur when i am intending to present it to some unknown virtual audience.

so i began to write a few entries, but put off posting them. and even when i had completed something, i generally felt very insecure about thrusting it into a public sphere - especially when it was regarding marfa, which is such a small and incestuous community. i simply feared some sort of judgement or alienation, as ridiculous as it sounds.

but now i don't care. i have established myself, in some sense, and couldn't give a fuck what is said to or about me. and ultimately, i realize in retrospect that in blogging about those experiences at the time would have revealed a shameful bit of naivete. hence the private journaling rather than public musings. (woo hah!)

for years, i have kept a blog on and off. (and i certainly feel this shame and read this naivete when i look back weeks, months, years in my *GASP* livejournal). i gave up for... many reasons.

but fuck it. here i am again. i need a place for my thoughts, some works. fragments, sentences, photos, what have you. the act, the gesture of making my thoughts and observances public (in a sense) legitimizes these thought processes for myself.

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today i began working (if you can call it that) for -------- (ANONYMOUSE CONTEMPORARY ART INSTITUTION) on their new blog.

i never wanted to become one of those people. i see them attached to their laptops, detached from life in a sense, plugged into the virtual space.

but it is all virtual space, all hyperreality at this point.

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i don't know what this blog will be, or what it will signify.

i think it may verge along the lines of the "oversharing" variety.

but fuck it.

i come from the livejournal generation.

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regardless...

i hope you find it interesting.