You would never expect it to happen. Then when it does, you wonder why it doesn’t happen more often. How have you lived in this city for years, and today is the first day you’ve experienced it. The subway — the F — the same train you ride every morning and every evening. You go [...]
Category Archives: Scenarios
The Fall of Sky Woman by Wu Ming
September 23, 2009 – 6:35 am
Long before the world was created, there was an island in the sky where dwelt a heavenly race. One day a pregnant woman fell through the hole of an uprooted tree and began to fall for what seemed like an endless amount of time. Leaving the darkness she saw the oceans below her. Everything was [...]
The Etiquette of Creative Stalking by Monika
September 15, 2009 – 3:56 am
God bless you Lawrence and here it is. I hope I’ve got nothing wrong
I suppose some artists have loads of imagination but I never did, most of what I make comes from straight observation. A lot of this has taken the form of stalking people around me, I sort of follow and watch and record [...]
The Grand Meeting of Failures
August 17, 2009 – 4:06 pm
Failures…
They portray us as DUDS, and that is what we are.
We are nothing, we mean it, NOTHING AT ALL, and we intend to be of NO USE.
“Respectable people” harp on: ”WORK! BUCK UP! SUCCEED!” SUCCEED IN GETTING WHERE? IN DOING WHAT? IN WHAT CONDITION?
Our motto: IN ORDER TO ARRIVE, ABOVE ALL, DO NOT LEAVE.
All you, INCAPABLE, [...]
A Brief Autobiography of Joe Bloggs or the Unfortunate Rise of the Cult of the Individual
July 11, 2009 – 6:28 am
My name is Joe Bloggs.
I have been around for a long time.
I was a big deal, to start with – I discovered fire, invented the wheel, writing, I spent years upon years writing poetry.
I spend a couple of days every February writing your card for Valentine’s Day. I knew St. Valentine, Valentinus, he was beheaded [...]
Fischli & Weiss Nutshot
July 8, 2009 – 4:08 am
“For anyone not already hardened by the emptiness of life, there is in this world, which seems to have at its disposal limitless resources, a confusion remedied only by a kind of lazily accepted general imbecility. Even poverty seems at the very least less incurable than this stupid distress. A beggar whose broken voice cries [...]
