Drinking Filterkaffee at St. Oberholz, Berlin. Yet again. Started sorting out and cleaning up digital and analog stuff. End of year like routine. Finally managed to move this bloody website from a subdomain back to the top level. Took me two days. Not yet sure what to do with the archive though. While scrolling i saw a lot of topics, names and cross references popping up again and again. A life in circles. Or badly drawn ovals.
Today is the 317. day of 2019. I have been busy and very ambitious to document every single day in photos using Day One. An app that knows more of me than probably any other self-chosen digital entity. Now waiting for my bank to pick up Apple Pay so that i can order several print books documenting the year - a service that Day One provides. So now what? A new project? Back to blogging? I have always been a fan of weeknotes. Maybe.
A recent tweet that got me thinking. What a brilliant idea to be less cryptic and less exclusive. In conversations. But what about the pleasure to be found in ambiguity and cross references criss-crossing all over. To be honest i did not get half of the fast, half-baked, self-inflicted hints and haunts while reading old postings of mine. Well, i never learn. This by the way is a quote of a Morrissey song that perfectly sums up a very unpleasant self-righteousness that must be avoided by all means. Another explanatory transparency: Floating points is Sam Shepherd, an English electronic musician and neuroscientist, i discovered on some random Twitter account, only to find an article about him in the german newspaper Süddeutsche three weeks later. The top image is the cover of his single Ratio from 2017. It is actually playing to cover up my neighbours phone call with his mom.
Okay, i guess that was enough blogging for a start. Will leave this place now to meet a colleague at Weinerei in order to discuss a new digital project for Körber Stiftung. Waiting to be read in my bag is Grasping Africa, a book recommended by Lulu on our ride back to the airport in Lilongwe two weeks ago. Books. So much to answer for. Started reading This Is not Propaganda. And started to read something on the concept on Degrowth. And i actually did read quite a bit of Posthumane Architektur. And found it not very accessible, speaking from a journalistic point of view. Apart from that: the usual suspects, including James Bridle and Benjamin Bratton. Fair enough.