A meditation on imagination, possible aphantasia, and AI art.

A meditation on imagination, possible aphantasia, and AI art.
The Impermanence of All Creations. AmWriting The editor’s notes sit in my mailbox. Waiting for me. Three years ago I started putting together a rulebook for my perfect tabletop roleplaying game. A companion for the UVG road-trip adventure. A roleplaying game is a strange thing. A kind of folk art practice, mixing improv theatre and […]
A week ago, as I was finishing the writing on my largest game* to date, I posted a twitter thread about my insecurity and imposter experience, and how I had downplayed (sabotaged, even) my own work. Thread: https://twitter.com/stratometaship/status/1536318473177284609 The writing is now basically finished. Usually, after I finished a writing project, I felt a melancholia, […]
Or how I fell out of love with Duolingo. Years ago, I really loved the design of Duolingo. Particularly Duo, the Owl. I regularly played that game, translating phrases, so that I wouldn’t see the saddest owl reminding me that I hadn’t done my studies. I picked it up again a while ago to push […]
It is always time to write thoughts. Ganghwado. We visited the Ganghwa dolmens. There, the 53 ton slab upon its two uprights. Standing there since the bronze age. A mere 3,000 years. Younger, far, than the pyramids. Yet, it has seen a cycle of ages. The island is now 300 square kilometres, but that’s after […]
Last Wednesday I embarked on a week-long creative break. Quite suddenly, I realized the whelms were getting stronger than me and that my mind was no longer doing the things I wanted. So I drew a picture of the orange forest, announced I was going there and withdrew from the mass social media and most […]
Distance brings focus. From Korea, the languages of Europe seem much more of a piece, much more related to one another. From today, the troubles of yesteryear seem much more of a story, much more linked one after another. In Slovenian, there is a phrase, “zvrhana mera”, which precisely but dully translates as “a full […]
It’s time I took a bit of a breather and some personal stock. The air outside is clear. Not too toxic today. The thirty-lane toll station is moving briskly. If I look back five years, or even three years, I wouldn’t have imagined I’d possibly be here now. Indeed, looking back over my life, there […]
On Friday the weather threatened rain. Pregnant, cumulous clouds in shades of gray, slate, and purple rose above the border and tumbled across the sky. A dull wind blew and rustled the leaves on the vine as I plucked grapes to eat in my parents’ yard. The sky growled. I looked up as a drop […]
There is something magical about action at a distance. You move your limb, extend your hand, make a ritual gesture, and the world changes before your very eyes. Automation is magical. The elevator. The escalator. The automatic door. They are all utterly captivating. Living in a city, it’s easy to take them for granted. Part […]