“At one point I saw Death. He was sitting at a desk, like a banker.” – requiescat or raging but in pace nonetheless: Robert Hughes – 28 July 1938 – 6 August 2012 – portrait by Sylvia Shap, 1981, I inverted
a study on how to congratulate yourself on missing opportunities or compromise is a life-sentence: Introducing the Christchurch plan the promotional video is here while what I suggested is here
Futur Antérieur (1989-1998) This journal had a soul—a passionate soul which tried to absorb everything in theworld around it which offered theoretical interest, a political choice, an ethicaldimension, or simply a joy of life. The soul of a journal is its radical determina-tion to give meaning to everything it touches, to build
“Our film tells the legendary myth that thinking machines in the future will make about their creator’s life; an emotional story about how one of Britain’s greatest scientists ended up in a very dark place, because the country which he helped save from fa article HERE
what oppression? – Julian Dibbell, from “A Rape In Cyberspace,” 1993 [here] but quoted by Alan Jacobs in an article titled: The Artist’s Lens to draw attention to it for the reason that it has this upsetting subtitle: “What It Means to See the World With an Eye Toward a Facebook Update”