Tuesday, 8 March 2011

Dont be cheeky with people you dont know very well.

Cauliflower Tree, circa 1975



I will be concentrating more on this Blog site rather than spend all my efforts on a facebook one.
(After a conversation with Anne Brierly)
In terms of writing or "stateing" on facebook, I almost feel that I am being edited by my peers viz:
Don’t ask too many questions,
Don’t be cheeky with people you don’t know very well.
There is also this underlying trend to put things up that people will react to. (So you get a response – a communication thing)
There also seems to be a layed back, cool almost uncareing stance involved in presenting yourself on facebook, statement or content.
I have this thing about leaving too much stuff up for too long. Almost like its too much information going stale – too serious for the site! Which is an immediate entity with the capacity to be glib.
It is unstable and fast moving, which has its plusses but can often lead to misunderstandings. Im not sure how often some folks miss the point of the message that you have just sent out.
With this blog I hope to be able to create an arsenal of ideas, that maybe I can re-evaluate and use for further work frameworks. But also as an evaluation of where I have been.
History co-operating with an ongoing diary. Which in itself neednt be tight, tidy or even have to justify itself.
I suppose I welcome an audience as such but that isnt the ultimate reason for producing it.

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