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..............i didn't want to be in the cybercaves today
....................so i tried new colors.........)
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.....................tactile mediums were still further.....................
.................and i reached out for a new circle and a brush.............
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......................and sat beside an elder from the Lakota nation
..........................and watched him paint a simple tribal call
...............................without computers
..................................a body of work
............................... in rooted decisions
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Posted by pod(s) at February 21, 2003 02:38 AM
When I cut a piece of paper with a knive or when I hammer a nail into a wall or when I saw a piece of wood and something goes wrong.... I want to hit the cancel button.
I even want to hit the cancel button when I'm cutting onions and cut my fingers. But not when it hurts. Somehow computers do not hurt.
Posted by: Jeroen Goulooze on February 21, 2003 01:27 PMand funny, TOday i "LOve" computers,
cause i just got an email that a friend in san diego
got footage of the conference on immigrant rights ...and the links were s-o e-a-s-y !
but i don't think i'll cancel my poem,
cause i'm sure my issues w/ the cave are not over.
but yeah, communications here and elsewhere
are inspiring,
and even computers have a special way of pressing all my buttons at once.
podp.
Posted by: podp on February 21, 2003 08:24 PM