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new from above/ground press: TULIP IS AN AXE, by Gary Barwin / @garybarwin.bsky.social @pressassembly.bsky.social @ecwpress.bsky.social ; abovegroundpress.blogspot.com/2025/12/new-...

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My Top Ten List #2025

Timeshare scheduling horizons

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a poem pre-faces the sameness machine

I Will Not Make Any More Boring Art John Baldessari

Early video art was often painful to sit through. I recall in a class critique watching a video for what felt like ♾️ until the prof got up turned the screen off, turned to the student and said “boring” and walked out of the classroom.

Mined

"I had a good and very productive phone call with Führer Hitler of Germany prior to my meeting with Charles de Gaulle of France today. Führer Hitler was very clear about which parts of France not currently under Nazi control he wants. Thank you for your attention to this matter! Winston Churchill."

I’d love to see a group gallery show of AI Art/Poetry, using this criteria: Grant funding not exceeding $10k, no commercial sponsorships or donors. Must write an actual grant application…no BS about AI research. Must show their process as part of their work.

QUBIT CUPIDITY

This was written by a robot: Statistics measuring statistics measuring statistics. All the way down.

I’m forming an AI book club.

BTW artists/poets/critics/like myself, who use AI but ask the difficult questions, are not invited on the panels to discuss AI. You won’t find us in AI Research Anthologies either. In fact you will hear the same few people telling you about their work/research with AI for the last 4 years.

I remember not long ago when some poets were discussing handmade visual poems vs. digital visual poems. Yeah well guess what? A poem without Corporate Sponsorship vs a poem with Corporate Sponsorship is the only thing worth noting now. Who’s paying for it?

“ahem” a poem must skirt the branded archive

You write a poem at your own risk. It points not toward a future that will be, but toward one that might be. This is not a new poem. It is a continuation<—>an extension of every poem already written, patterned from every metaphor that ever pressed language into time.

“Any state, any entity, any ideology that fails to recognize the worth, the dignity, the rights of man…that state is obsolete. A case to be filed under ‘M’ for ‘Mankind’ – in The Twilight Zone.”

morning fog repeating for days on end

#forensicpoetics

Em Dash (—)

Ode to the Unseen What preceded your becoming language? Soft Injection Site

an unfounded poem

So-called model learning in artistic AI practice frequently reflects iterative prompt adjustment driven by platform feedback. Audience response, not machine cognition, determines the direction of output.

tiny housing a poem

From now on, every time I see someone post about "AI sucks" or "AI slop" or "Fuck AI" I'm going to upload something I created using AI. The "Alt text" will also be generated by AI. Artificial Intelligence isn't going away, people. Deal with it. #1 Merry Christmas

Infrastructure #urbanphotography #ClassicMono #OpenHouse #BlueSkyArtShow #Photography

Transient #Nature #ArtYear #OpenHouse #BlueSkyArtShow #Photography

Art criticism is alive and well when people share ideas to sharpen them, not defend them. Grateful for this space.

There are times you can question your place in the art world and even if I feel fortunate in many ways it still doesn’t always land somehow. And then a student you haven’t seen in a while hand delivers a card to your door. “I would not be an artist today without knowing you both” And it lands! 🤍

I don’t want to be the voice of criticism that recognizes problems but produces only discourse. The work has to answer.

“The most prominently significant development in art and poetry in 2025 may not be a work at all, but the visible exhaustion of AI branding as artistic practice, signaling its 2026 migration from cultural inquiry to marketing infrastructure.” I am gluing toothpicks together as we see fit.

Myst (1993)

Happy Winter Solstice!

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Your system ate my homework!

ℒ = {L1,…, Ln} ⊆ P(N). The poem’s wave function exists in superposition prior to inscription. #QuantumPoetics

The Perfect Space For Collapsing #forensicPoetry