what birds give up

The web is full of better things than this site. Check out these places.

The clock is what makes this little site go. One lovely man in particular spends all his time and energy on it. Check it out. Georgia Tech geek culture at it's finest.

:: Jimmy

Jimmy. Oooooh Jimmy. This link is dead right now because Jimmy is a lazy son of a bitch. You see, he just entered an MFA program (like me) and he doesn't want everyone to read his older (and suckier) shit. I can't decide if it's vainer to leave it up or take it down.

:: Nick

Nick isn't his real name. And those women aren't real either.

:: 1000 Journals

This is just a really simple art idea that took off. I've been waiting over a year for one of those journals.

:: Illegal Art

It's a little cute. But check out the fonts.

:: Body & Technology

The only performance journal I like.

:: NYC Poetry Calender

Hah. This thing used to be my bible when I lived in the city. But you know what? I don't miss it. I'm don't miss it at all. Except maybe hearing Charles Simic read and Jean Valentine and Dean Young and...

:: Sofake

This person is a genius. I'm a crap designer, but this dude shit-kicks all those super-techno macromedia flash people back into high school art class.

:: Diagram

This is a pretty neat web journal that rejected my poem with the phrase "We get a lot and can only use the few pieces we can agree on and that really rock our world." I did not rock their world.

:: Metamute

I ain't no political activist, but this stuff isn't half bad.

:: Rhizomat

Deleuze and Guattari in the shape of a demented net-art project. Decide for yourself.

:: Freewilliamsburg

I HATE those fucking Williamsburg kids. I hate them and I hate them and I read everything that they say so that I can be just like them.

:: Critical art ensemble

Some of their stuff is cool. Some of it is a sorry excuse to get an art grant.

:: Epithelium

My own sorry excuse to get an art grant (and become a hipster). Both attempts failed miserably.

:: Triptych

My ex-boyfriend's master's thesis and the reason why I dated him. Do I still like it? Yes. Do I wish I'd never seen it? Only when I'm sad.

:: Prate

I like this chick's work. She's not so big on usability, but I could stare at some of her designs for ages.

:: The Symptom

Dear Lacan. I don't understand a fucking word you've written. Please help. Love, Dawn.

what birds give up
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go somewhere else The web is full of better things than this site. Check out these places. :: The Clock The clock is what makes this little site go. One lovely man in particular spends all his time and energy on it. Check it out. Georgia Tech geek culture at it's finest. :: Jimmy Jimmy. Oooooh Jimmy. This link is dead right now because Jimmy is a lazy son of a bitch. You see, he just entered an MFA program (like me) and he doesn't want everyone to read his older (and suckier) shit. I can't decide if it's vainer to leave it up or take it down. :: Nick Nick isn't his real name. And those women aren't real either. :: 1000 Journals This is just a really simple art idea that took off. I've been waiting over a year for one of those journals. :: Illegal Art It's a little cute. But check out the fonts. :: Body & Technology The only performance journal I like. :: NYC Poetry Calender Hah. This thing used to be my bible when I lived in the city. But you know what? I don't miss it. I'm don't miss it at all. Except maybe hearing Charles Simic read and Jean Valentine and Dean Young and... :: Sofake This person is a genius. I'm a crap designer, but this dude shit-kicks all those super-techno macromedia flash people back into high school art class. :: Diagram This is a pretty neat web journal that rejected my poem with the phrase "We get a lot and can only use the few pieces we can agree on and that really rock our world." I did not rock their world. :: Metamute I ain't no political activist, but this stuff isn't half bad. :: Rhizomat Deleuze and Guattari in the shape of a demented net-art project. Decide for yourself. :: Freewilliamsburg I HATE those fucking Williamsburg kids. I hate them and I hate them and I read everything that they say so that I can be just like them. :: Critical art ensemble Some of their stuff is cool. Some of it is a sorry excuse to get an art grant. :: Epithelium My own sorry excuse to get an art grant (and become a hipster). Both attempts failed miserably. :: Triptych My ex-boyfriend's master's thesis and the reason why I dated him. Do I still like it? Yes. Do I wish I'd never seen it? Only when I'm sad. :: Prate I like this chick's work. She's not so big on usability, but I could stare at some of her designs for ages. :: The Symptom Dear Lacan. I don't understand a fucking word you've written. Please help. Love, Dawn.

Dawn Pendergast l		spoon@clockwatching.net