freddy and red

Well time marches on
being that Aug is just about here,
i feel its the last lap of this last great show, headed towards Rrose show

So i better get cracking, one thing this computer is like an addiction, this lap top is almost like having a personal buddie around, its riduclas, how it can suck you in, last night i figured out how to get skype on here, and talked to ol red mud via webcam in my studio, odd, isn't it, i might try and get something wierd like a live studio cam but that might be to much, where would that lead me, ahh i don't even want to know.

one thing, i realised and i used to joke about this with one of my last girlfriends alot was the advancement of all this tech , i could imagine a G.P.S-webcam-cell phone - attached to a cap or hat and being forced to where it as a child, so the mothers would know what your up to to make sure your "safe" it also works with boyfriends, to the money making here is endless, you could watch your child form a web cam as they enteract with other folks and you could yell at them at any moment, and know their exact where about,.,. man just dosen't this sound like the new biggest thing for overly protective mothers out there, its all the security paranoia that make this work, we have been condition to belive this, (fate and free will won't exisit under insurances and safty centric bs
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Already i noticed here in the complex people walking around with this like wierd toy attached to there ear, like a hearing aid, hummmm, i wonder if any long term studies have been made about planting a device so close to the brian, all the time, giving and recieving signals,
brave new world here we come!
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but having a live studio cam, ahhh i would become peroccupyed about who is watching out there, its to much of distraction, geeezes, i am already becoming nervious about the net, , and this blog site, but one thing i found odd in the whole private / public debate, is when your open for buisness nobody stalks you, nobody, but when your hidding away on the net, people want to prie you open,
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ahhh so it goes, but the net is starting to rule my life, and ebay forget it , its like an addiction, me and ol red mud are totaly addict to the net and ebay, he said he tryed to quit for a couple of days but after 24 hours you feel out of touch with the world, and wonder whats been happening, its badd, real bad when you have work up there, on the block, i like it ,

i figure, and i know this has total tanked my career over it, that anything that brings you a grain of excitement is worth it,
and as i told told Tom or even Richie or Drek for that matter, maybe the ultimate , say "fuck it to the art forces that be" , sucide punch to the gut of yelling fuck it to the establishment "is to sell your "work" for next to nothing on ebay
maybe professionalism and career building is like art school groomed consumerism, no one would dare say, as an artist my work is worth less than,.,,.,., a beer, maybe thats the scarid cow here in all this, artificaly inflated sence of a career in regards to hold stock price up as to not fly into penny stocks, hummm

Posted by chickengeorge at July 31, 2007 11:01 PM