New - old places - part 2
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Pokazywanie postów oznaczonych etykietą reflection. Pokaż wszystkie posty
Pokazywanie postów oznaczonych etykietą reflection. Pokaż wszystkie posty
niedziela, stycznia 17
sobota, listopada 21
niedziela, kwietnia 26
sobota, kwietnia 11
niedziela, lutego 15
Empty airport on Sun morning
Silence and peace, finaly, only low volume of jazz music from the other corner of the airport. Actually there are some departures but for some reason the airport is empty, where are all these people, they all disapeared... only one cafe is open, the light is bright and very positive thoughts come to my mind. Awesome experience, nobody disturbs me, very enjoyable moments in peace.
The only one strange thing is that there is no art on this airport, even one installation or sculpture to take a photo, completly nothing, only signs that remind me of an historical piece history of art for airports.
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airport,
net art,
photo,
reflection,
self-portrait,
travel,
turist
niedziela, lutego 8
Escape through the internet
When there is no way of escape possible, when the reality is more grey then the concrete and everything seems more surreal then in old paintings and you feel that you are incorporated in the system and can't find yourself in it, you can always escape through our computer.
Don't ask me why do I think that hypertext is an abstract painting, it realy is. Maybe yet another illusion, maybe just an answer to too many questions. For more info visit the project site Hypertext is an abstract painting - project. I let the computer talk in esperanto to explain what is the connection between hypertext and abstract painting about.
Don't ask me why do I think that hypertext is an abstract painting, it realy is. Maybe yet another illusion, maybe just an answer to too many questions. For more info visit the project site Hypertext is an abstract painting - project. I let the computer talk in esperanto to explain what is the connection between hypertext and abstract painting about.
czwartek, stycznia 22
Self-performance
Time flies and circumstances change, every single breath seems to teleportate you to the heart of the machine. It doesn`t mean that you are closer, you are more and more in and out of the system. The tricky machine becomes bigger and bigger and it swallows all your thoughts and dreams. You give it more of yourself and you don`t recognize any longer how it was before. Say yes and you are in like in these internet tales from the past. How can you save yourself ? Self-performance
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