yeah, quaeritur to you too also
memory short and long, reading and writing, from what i understood of
a paragraph in thousand_platous, writing uses short-memory, rhizomic,
while reading uses long-term memory, the tree logos. sure that makes
sense. the short-term idea - what was it, short term memory includes
forgetting as a process.

bj
2007/4/22, Dirk Vekemans <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>:




There's a saying in Dutch, Ga zo door en gij zult Spinoza heten.
 We flemish folksongas have made that into Continue like this and you'll get
to eat (eten) spinach.



Hence the quote (from the intro to the Tractatus de Intellectus Emendation)
as title at
http://vilt.skynetblogs.be/post/4438922/si-vero-tanquam-media-quaeretur-modum-tunc-ha



Mostly I think of dead skin cells, dead to & protecting the organism inside
that is and the living food of its breeding, fertile  surroundings.
Governments like their woods waxed and polished.



The inside of art isn't real to me, it's hull is breeched. A need for other
woodwords, a new language every 5 years, every 3 years, every year, next
we'll hear a loud zooming noise and the space will look immensely vast,
inhumanly mental for a few secs. A yackety-yeats spiral.
 In every recursion there's a flipping moment when the inside instantly
becomes the outside. The time-illusion cannot get to that, it's not a matter
of too fast too slow, it's a true split of potentiality.

Alan's digital wrapped/warped in the analogue? Going through it doesn't
explain it, though, it just  mimics the dug-outs. The way our memory works
necitates repetition ad nauseam. We are only allowed to alter some data,
shift some  centers of intensity.



My daughter came in here and remarked I was using a qwerty keyboard, not an
azerty, so I forgot what else I was going to type. Aren't we the lucky ones.



d.








From: [email protected] [mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] On Behalf
Of Alias Noemata
 Sent: zondag 22 april 2007 10:50
 To: [email protected]
 Subject: [00README] PicoPond




Picopond is a microfunding system for financing the net projects of
 Noemata. It's a nickel-and-dime operation run out of an exploration of
 ways of making a living from doing public domain, copylefted work on
 the internet.

http://picopond.arspublica.noemata.net/

With Picopond you can fund a net project by Noemata with a small
 amount of money. The funding is displayed on the project web site and
 appears as a one-line text or text-link. See example below:
 Funded by:
 Monty Cantsin
 Art Institution
 neighbour dog
 my mom or MoMA

Net projects by Noemata are dispersed on different web sites. Funding
 information is generally available at the bottom of a project page at
 a web site. Generally Noemata keeps all projects online and publicly
 accessible. The funding information will be attached and displayed
 together with the project, whether as material for exhibitional,
 documentational, or archival purposes.

Alias Noemata is the working moniker of Bjørn Magnhildøen born 1966 in
 Norway by his mother. Noemata has been active within net art and
 technology for a quarter-century, from mail art to internet art,
 1982-2007 [1]. From this, Noemata has received prizes and funding to
 some degree but not enough to make a living in Western Europe. After
 having given up his regular job as a system developer in an insurance
 firm in the year of poom, around 2000, Noemata has been supporting
 himself and not from doing net projects within art and new technology
 (insert comma to disambiguate the sentence).

According to EU's definition of poverty he's poor - below 50% of his
 country's average income; on the other hand this definition makes 10%
 of the population poor in one of the richest countries in the world.
 With OECD's definition he's still below the poverty line. As with
 other lines they aren't visible in reality; the only line we can see
 is the horizon - maybe that's why the sea symbolizes death, the only
 straight line?

Anyway, who's he to complain? One billion people live on less than 1
 dollar a day [2]; he's a citizen of a rich country; in fact, he's so
 spoiled that he can work without being concerned about always getting
 paid.

So what's the idea? In reality I'm not sure. We all need things to do,
 we need to do things. I was lucky to be born at this place and time,
 though I'm not sure that sentence has meaning. If I believed that
 everybody could be happy and content I would rather work in that
 direction than do net project, but luckily enough I don't believe
 that. On the other hand my forefathers were murderers, and in the
 future still the lamb won't sleep with the lion.

Well, if you like some of these projects you might want to give some
 money to them and show your appreciation; maybe the schema here is
 sharing-similarity and a form of social networking in part - we all
 like each other, maybe because we all become more and more alike each
 other? Let's move on to the next paragraph.

In 2003 Ars Publica was established as a means of exploring ways of
 funding Noemata [3][4]. PicoPond is founded now as I write this
 introductory text, or in reality, will be founded later, because the
 text comes first, as an alternative way of funding Noemata, exploring
 the concept of small-time microfunding of net projects, hoping people
 might find them $adjective.. By the time you're reading this, you, not
 me, ... Sorry, I just realized that there's a distinction between a
 writer and a reader of this text - I didn't realize it before now,
 which also makes one think ... What does that mean? When I read what I
 wrote, am I a writer or a reader, and what's the difference? It seems
 the difference is that the writer can edit the text, and that that's
 the only difference. That's also why I copyleft my projects and
 material and just leave it in the public domain; I don't think anybody
 owns it - once it leaves me, well, me leaves it also; it occurs to me
 this relation is less a parent-child type than a peer-peer type - I
 mean, like a writer has several readers for instance - one to one too
 many. As there isn't any aura around the artwork or the artist, I
 don't even care to finish that sentence properly. OK, you might edit
 this text, but you might not edit it while you read it. I guess. But
 then, when you edit it you have to read it - it's called writing. The
 writing is formulated. The reading is formulated. We approach the
 state where editing isn't the difference between writing and reading.
 Born to be alive. It was written to be read. It was read to be
 written. Alive to be born. I was born for nine months. There is no
 beginning, there is no writer, so to say. Every leaf grows as to get
 as much sun as possible; this defines the exact angle of the
 bifurcation. If there is anything it would be a reader. The sun made
 us. And the reader devours.

Fine. As this introductory text comes to an end one gets the idea.
 Does that mean the idea comes last? How strange that would be. Finally
 we have the beginning!

--
 Best regards,
 PicoPond - http://picopond.arspublica.noemata.net/
 Bjørn Magnhildøen Alias Noemata
 contact: [EMAIL PROTECTED]

Notes

1. CV of Bjørn Magnhildøen Alias Noemata
 2. Poverty Reduction - OECD
 3. Rhizome.org : Welcome to Ars Publica - net.art commerce on the net
 4. ARS PUBLICA – Curator Ana Buigues´ report. March, 2007

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