Sans Terrabyte
Bathed in a dull blue light, the soft spinning of the hard drive does no longer registers to the screengazer. Like a marine and his weapon, or a Baptist with a bible, the screengazer and computer begin to resemble each other in kind; for the latter it is aesthetic, and the former, kinetic (the movement [...]
Sans Terre: Fjords & Fnords
In a little house that lies between Mt. Fløien and the North Sea, I, like the Norwegian newspaper in my hands, find myself contextualized by my surroundings. And similar to the slightly audible, yet entirely invisible auropoiesis that compose the Fjords, the vitality and in-itself-ness of the paper’s fnords gust against my mind’s sails at [...]
