I found this on Tavi’s tumblr (I think I like it even more than Style Rookie).

And I’m excited about this…

I spent the day in my bedroom eating watermelon and walnuts. Unlike these two, who spent it some other way.

This is a guide for instructing posthumans in living a Dada life. It is not advisable, nor was it ever, to lead a Dada life. It is and it was always foolish and self-destructive to lead a Dada life because a Dada life will include by definition pranks, buffoonery, masking, deranged senses, intoxication, sabotage, taboo breaking, playing childish and/or dangerous games, waking up dead gods and not taking education seriously.

The opening lines of The Posthuman Dada Guide.

Fantastiche!

Also great, On Kindness, which this exhibition was based on, though I didn’t know it at the time…

This was what the sky looked like a week or so ago. It reminded me of a Turner painting. Beautiful.

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My new Keep Cup. It was a birthday present. I love it. You can buy them here.
The identity was designed by the guys I share a studio with, Southsouthwest.

It is not all as you imagine, as I imagine,
The flag still waves,
The little secrets are still with their senses,
They still cast shadows, of them
You live, I live, we live.

Paul Celan

My studio. I feel as though I am finally working out how I work best. And for what seems like the first time in my life I have a routine (almost). Though I can’t quite give up the desk in my bedroom just yet.

I share the studio with SouthSouthWest and Room 11.

I’ve been writing every morning. Getting up at 6.00 am. It means that by about 7 in the evening I am completely shattered. This book is really helping me.