Less Reality in Virtuality than Virtuality in Virtuality

When I'm looking around myself. People holding their mobile devices in their hands. Looking, and spending a load of time in the day in a virtual place, I'm starting to put myself some questions. What will they memorize?

Heading not to much forward... Let me explain a few things first. I read an essay of Henri Bergson, who was a french philosopher in the beginning of the 20th century. He wrote a lot about perception.
How people getting an awareness of reality and for themselves and what it means to have it. He got a very special way of looking into our consciousness. He was the opinion that we have a lot of images in us, to recall perceived situations to orient ourselves in the daily world. These images are pictures of our reality, in our head they get "virtualized". So now in our head we are dealing with perceived reality, but not reality itself but virtuality. So now... if we perceive more virtual content, like the internets content, out of a room which doesn't exist. We create in our head a virtuality out of virtuality. Less than reality.

Interesting point, huh?

A step further... I'm just thinking about a few things.

Take this as a thought to handle with, along your day, if you are a "not-so-much" inspired mind.

PS: 3 random numbered, virtual "me's".

Random Numbers Input

39 - counted people with whom I'm in the same room

32 - teeth in my mouth

13 - number of foils of my todays presentation

1931 - birth year of Neil Postman

16 - women I see in this moment

23 - men ...

These number are free to use.

Bye. Yours,

Ben

when I'm bored...

You surely know this moment, when you wake up... and nothing happens. You still got the same ideas like yesterday, the earth is still cycling as it always did, speech is still the same old damned thing, language still prevents you from perceiving the world objectively... and this goes on. And you are still bored and depressed...

Or:

You have these 5 little minutes in the morning, where everything feels perfect and smooth, and the light is cool and fresh, and pastel colors. And you are appointed to think: "I am the chosen one, to save the world from suffer!" And you sit down at your desk and try to do something very exciting and totally creative. And you ruin the whole moment with one creepy photoshopped picture of yourself, you did a while ago...

Drawing is essential

I'm proudly presenting photos of my first own, self-organized exhibition. Drawings and paintings were shown. Which came to live between 2010 and early-2013. Here's the random number (belongs to the number of drawings, which I decided about to hang): " 14 ".

The Photos were taken by Wiebke Jahns aka Fräulein Schwarz, who also is blogging on blogspot. She's interested in "Schwarzmalerei" and contemporary-pessimism. Enjoy her blog here: Fräulein Schwarz

Many artists, who was involved in different kinds of technic or media, first learned how to draw or at least had any interest in. For example John Cage tried different technics of exploring random design -operations with drawings. In some way drawing is a guide for building up prototypes out of the air, or better: out of paper. In the link below there's a video about an exhibition, where Cage's drawing are shown:

John Cage Drawing

in the way...

if you look closer, big random numbers appear very small...

Random number of today: 266

220 free hogs

Horay for hogs.

Guess what, random Number of today:

Hog 113 is the random hog of today.

One day...

...the meaning of words has become more and more unimportant. But why? Do words still satisfy our needs for articulation? Are there other words, covered under tons of hundred year old frequently used word-shells, lying around dead and lonely like frozen teeth, after having a faqin' cold cherry-slushy?

Maybe yes. And they are already there, here between us, in our minds. Never spoken out. Crying quiet cute like a little newborn baby (who doesn't have good articulation, yet, but you already can guess what the meaning of this short moaning in the morning, one day might tell us...).

And it will always end on:

We are exited what next year will come. But this year is the year of "Ö".

No way for contradiction.

Yours,

Ben.

P.S.:

Random-number of today:

1234,5678

Why not? it was a random choice of the order of numbers. Accidently a sorted order came in.
And that it happened to a floating point number, with 4 points after the dot, is extremly seldom.

So handle it with care, the random number of today.

Drawing

Proudly presenting a new piece I'm working on.

Randomness in Music

In Contemporary Music random is an often used variable. It's an important parameter to get structures and expressions you might never had wasted a thought on, also in times of less creativity, random is a true friend to get an overview what could be possible. Somehow it expands your thinking and opens your mind, in times of depression. An example:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L9Jux_UFhhg&feature=share&list=PLpVt930MLwPL5MFw2uCgi79a06-y_defV

Tom tells us that nobody knows what could happen nor himself, who performs.

Sometimes randomness stands in a bad light in the heads of the people. In music, especially in improvised music a random factor is essential to get quick forward. A lot of decisions and inventions also got a deep influence of some random factors, at least our existence.

So is random a factor we can't see because of its complexity? Something we can't describe through words and thinking? Or is it a guide through our whole evolution? It surely can be seen as the god of our time, which leads us trough a time of unsureness and desperation, in situations where pure rational thinking isn't nearly a good advise. Or am I wrong.

Totally I'm something. As my thoughts tells you in letters.

Have a nice eve.

b.

P.S.:

Random number of today:

4115

Sponsored by: http://www.random.org/integers/

THe Trinity of Trash

Did you heard of the Bear whistling on Auto-tune? I think you haven't. Because there is no bear on H.
I can't understand why we don't always sing in C minor. Maybe there is no C minor? Or is the head the trash of the heart? Can we move from one feet to the other, without breaking our legs? I don't think so, such hard dance-moves can't be invented. Sorry for my bad english, I came to light with it.

However, enjoy this one:

Special thanks to with-drawers: Jule and Daniel

Now to the point:

The favourite Random Number of today is:

4173

Why? Have a closer look:

Unsure of randomism? Proof!

Have a nice day, dear internet.

cheers.