art-s-kool
yes!
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“the medium is the message”
-Marshal McLuhan.
McLuhan gave the phrase “turn on, tune in, drop out” to Timothy Leary.
this QR code a result of little sleep and a ” culture jamming” assignment for my intro to visual culture lecture.
this QR code is meant to be made into stickers, posters, digital copies. in hopes that it will make it onto the advertisements you see every day on your way to work, school, or back home.
in 1967 Leary passed on this message to around 3000 people in one afternoon. in theory this QR code could get that same message to even more people in less time.
Leary before his death in 1992 modified the phrase to ” turn on, boot up, jack in.” Leary felt that the PC was the LSD of the 1990’s
the PC. I’m posting this via phone. in fact I haven’t used my lap top for any of this, the code, this post, my research on Leary, and McLuhan. my phone, if the PC is LSD, what does that make my phone?
formalsweatpants.com
makes my day.
all 3 of them.
you have the right not to be killed. murder is a crime, unless it was dun by a police man. or an aristocrat.
you have the right to food money. providing of course, you don’t mind a little, investigation, humiliation, and if you cross your fingers rehabilitation.
you have the right to free speech. unless your dumb enough to actually try it.
- the clash, know your rights.
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if I have another smoke my bus will show. its simple modern voo doo. a spell I have perfected.
the-great-book-theif asked: I just wanted to tell you that your image of your uncle bob standing in front of the war plane, with his squadren is a favourtie image of mine from the 1940's. I am constantly changing the backround on my laptop, but i always end up coming back to that one. So thank you.
hey, no problem. I’m glad you enjoy it.
you also just made my day, so …. thanks :)
shadow play.
labor day long weekend, I’ve spent countless hours in a coffee shop reading. no one to slum around with. fall is in the wind, mail box empty, head full. guess I’ll send out some letters. find a cure for the doldrums.
the only things keeping me from madness are coffee and smoking, also might be whats keeping people away from me.
lets face it when you get older it gets harder to make new friends. i think that a lot of people my age don’t feel they have time to get to know some one new, they have friends, people they have known for years, it falls on there friends to bring new people into the fold… to be a friend of a friend. i sort of fear that this “making friends or being open to others” thing is all my doing, i’m not to aware of how i come across to others, what my first impression is, i smoke and drink and cuss, i’m not that approachable, or at least that is the feeling i get. i am told when school starts ill make friends, the cynic in me finds that hard to believe, but that’s my hang up (i think ill be surrounded by young-ins who are more style than substance)
this school thing is exiting. but it is also totally alien to me, i’m scared shit less. also something about being in a “collage town” makes me feel uneasy it brings out the frat boy in every one, or rather there’s a lot of frat boys and “frat culture” it seeps into the night life of the city. i can escape into the woods when ever i want to, but i love city’s there is a reason i haven’t moved to the country.
i’m loosing my train of thought, or what ever you might call what iv typed up there.
the east is beautiful the east is fun the east is not my bag.
accounting students talking about there classes is boring and it makes for poor eves dropping.
coffee coffee coffee coffee coffee coffee coffee coffee coffee coffee
as so I don’t go insane.
I am trying to keep a clean house, no clutter, no dirty dishes, clean sheets.
I will attempt a wake up call of 8 am.
and a bed time of 1 am.
I will try and wright every morning, ans draw every day.
I will leave my apartment before noon, and be back before bed time.
and try to record all my adventures, or misadventures.
yours truly, and madly
Benjamin L F Bates Esq.
:D
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