Too Much Noise
Souvenir des choses passées.
How to maintain course in a stormy sea?
My feeling is this: I don't do well with web-presence. That is the outcome of an experience after 20 years of presenting myself actively on the internet. My website was always an unsatisfying temporary solution for a need that I appreciate, but can't handle convincingly. Whatever I put out is a decaying ruin of a never-finished patchwork, so I guess I either give up trying to do better, or I try to accept my inability to reach a level that hovers at least in a very distant visibility of semi-perfection. Here is a solidified version of my latest attempt to create a digital display window for me, my work, and my life. However, even though, in conventional terms I see this show here as a failure that does not create much more than confusion, in other terms, unclear terms that I feel much sympathy for, I enjoy the quirky and absurd uselessness of structure, direction, content and meaning of what I collected as my newest, fourth, so far latest, version of my self-representation. You can acquire my website in its configuration as of June 2020 in a digital format, or you can purchase a printer version of it, signed, sealed and delivered to your home for (at least) 25 Euros only. Inflation and other economic circumstances may increase the costs, and availability may be limited to the duration of my ability to have copies printed. The website itself is a work of art, and I treat it like that. Most likely it has a certain duration during which it will remain accessible online, let's see how long and how often a printed version may remain in existence.