I began this blog at the beginning of 2010 as a kind of thinkdump for the process of being an artist and how it differs radically from my intentions, how domestic reality constantly interferes with the creative. In writing this blog I am trying to embrace these interstitial episodes as being the creative.

the links below are anxillary to this theme

http://wintodaylosetomorrow.blogspot.com/

http://ididntgetaroundtoit.blogspot.com/

Endgame (1957)

Nell: Nothing is funnier than unhappiness.
Nagg: Oh?
Nell: Yes, yes, it's the most comical thing in the world. And we laugh, we laugh, with a will, in the beginning. But it's always the same thing. Yes, it's like the funny story we have heard too often, we still find it funny, but we don't laugh any more.

Thursday, 9 March 2017

Bid spolling

Obviously I shouldn't even consider reading news excerpts on MSN and the like, and, if I do, then I should have no expectations of them. But they are written by people with journalistic pretensions, so why are they so illiterate? Not to write of the comments sections, which are tapped out by people in transit, without their reading glasses, whilst distracted by the other screen they are watching. Spelling has become a mere approximation of the intended meaning. The "printed word" regularised spelling for a few centuries, but now that we are slipping into a post-print world, spelling has become the domain of every/wo/man. I should love the democratisation of this, but I don't.
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