“The beach is a place where a man can feel He’s the only soul in the world that’s real Well I see a face coming through the haze, I remember him from those crazy days.” -Pete Townshend, “Bell Boy”, The Who Quadrophenia, 1973
You can view the far ends of Time like the pupil of an eye – past to the left of you, future to the right – the current state of what seems to be in the center of no particular universe.
Imagine a 10-megaton nuclear weapon being airburst directly on top of a person who utterly deserves it – at that moment, the instant of direct impact, her true and simultaneous inner natures are revealed for all to see.
This is a time-lapse rumination on the ruination of modern popCulture – the discarding and obselescence of perfectly good media types and content – unPlanned and backwards.
Pull The Plug. Do it now. Living without the intrusions and extensions of modern media garbage is a luxury I urge you to embrace – I gave up TV in 1992, a most liberating experience….
How will we communicate 75 years from now? What extant media will be extinct by then? This is excerpted from an Art History class I taught at the Corcoran College of Art + Design.