I have always liked old stuff. One of my favourite subjects to paint was always old people’s faces. They are so rich and alive and full of life experience. Young people are more confused and carefree. Middle aged people are often anxious and responsible. Babies are really cute. They are like pure curiosity but they have no fear and really need to be looked after carefully. The older I get the more I like old stuff.  It’s often from older people that I learn the most. This is why I love visiting places where quite a few old people hang out. They often have this carefree feeling where they’ve seen and done it all or at least enough to realise that time is limited and it’s important to relax and have fun and do some good stuff with people who want to share.

I like this pic. It reminds me that in the midst of all the confusion of a lot of modern technology that will soon be redundant anyway, precious little has really changed. And the stuff that changes the fastest and is made the fastest has the lowest value. Slow is always better. Like whenever I get a new phone or computer my productivity hits the floor. I get confused and overwhelmed with all the features. 99% of them I never use and don’t need. The stuff that has improved I simply can’t find.

Apple, Google and John Maeda have been driving this direction for a while. But aside from Google it’s still pretty exclusive stuff. Unless of course you go back. Way back…

I love my battered old phone from the early 90’s. It’s perfect for phone calls and text messages and the interface is so simple. It’s super cheap to replace so I don’t have to worry about it getting stolen. But somehow I doubt that many people would want to steal a phone that is scratched and sandy with a misty salty screen that is held together with masking tape because it has been dropped so many times.

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A very beautiful girl sent me this. She’s very generous and inspiring. I wish I could talk to her more but somehow there’s never time or something. Wilhelm Hahn makes some stunning collages. You can check them out here.

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A while back Avant Car Guard paid tribute to Pierneef by dancing on his grave. I’m disgusted. I mean, have they got no respect? Fuck. Maybe it’s more that I’m jealous. I hope if I have a grave one day, and I hope really that I don’t, that some crazy cool kids will come and make a party on it. Rather I would probably be at sea.

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“This is a lame ass retro fucked up hippie bullshit site. You look fucking stupid and are obviously just trying to get laid with your naff gay shite. Get a real job and stop wasting our fucking time. Some of us actually work for a living. You are a boring cunt. Fuck you!”

Since I got this I just can’t stop crying hysterically. Between that and the global economic crisis that just swings my moods up and down like a rollercoaster yoyo on acid all day every day it’s just too much. Way too much. Somebody please make it stop.

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From what I’ve seen of this dude’s stuff on facebook he looks completely crazy. But in the coolest possible way. He’s got that whole cunty knobhead thing going strong. It’s pure pisstake and no reality. I can’t wait to meet him. Quite probably he’s one of the best artists in the world. Buy all of his work now before he’s too expensive to even look at. Check him out online, he’s involved in some really good work.

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Probably the best flautist I have ever heard perform live. Galway cannot play like this man in my humble opinion. Nor can Mr Bennet. And they are both incredible. This maestro is out of this world. Hear him here. One of my flute teachers had a master class with the man and said his training regime was probably the most hardcore - something like 8 hours per day. Swiss precision mixed with wonderful raw emotion. Amazing.