March 2011
1 post
January 2011
1 post
February 2010
2 posts
January 2010
1 post
December 2009
2 posts
November 2009
1 post
October 2009
6 posts
Karsten Schmidt on computational design, etc
“…he is actively exploring current possibilities at the intersection of design, art, software development and education and applying these in a variety of fields. A strong conceptual thinker and always striving for maximum creative freedom, Karsten’s design approach is based on treating ideas as software at the heart, which in turn informs all other...
Design Maturity. →
September 2009
19 posts
and we'll learn to grow into our bodies...
Oh and...
Im back on facebook now. So if thats your preferred communication with me. Im back…. Soo chat away.
Back to csf
Moved into my apartment today. Many mixed feelings about this next year but hoping for the best. Going to a party with some friends tonight. I think it’ll be fun to reconnect with everyone. On another note… My room looks great. Very cozy with dimming lights and sigur ros playing. Pics to come. Soon. Hopefully.
You loose what you don’t hold.
A person is smart. People are dumb, panicky dangerous animals and you know it....
– Men in Black
August 2009
3 posts
I know where the summer goes.
http://www.ryanmcginley.com/summer
And so your soul dances. →
July 2009
14 posts
Fermentation and civilization are inseperable
– John Ciardi
Post Secret →
Everything in the spectrum of emotions. I never tire of looking at this.
College is for suckers →
Matador, a great online magazine, just put out a new article about U.S. college education and how it has essentially become another product we sell. “Like famous fast food brands, the American university is quickly becoming just another junk-filled, hype-inflated product being sold to consumers worldwide.” says April Norhanian author of the controversial College is for Suckers: The...
Where apathy ceases to grow.
‘We dropped out of school, got divorced, broke with our families and ourselves and everything we’d known. We quit our jobs, violated our leases, threw all our furniture out on the sidewalk, and hit the road. We sat on the swings of children’s playgrounds until our toes were frostbitten, admiring the moon-light on the dewy grass, writing poetry on the wind for each other. We went to bed early and...