|Introduction: confessions of an avid letter writer|
An Aerogramme from India, 1982.
Why is it that everyone I know lives in New York?
|Part I: Writing is Hard|
|Part II: Writing from Exile|
Publius Ovidius Naso, 43 B.C. - 18 A.D.
"Is the place any token of the author?"
"indicat auctorem locus?"
Ovid, EX PONTO, I. VII.
|Part III: Responsa|
From: "Gladys Fleishman"
To: "J. R. Carpenter"
this is to show off how far grandfather and i have progressed.
i print in lower case to regain some speed.
linda says we are good students, what do you think?
i must have pressed the wrong something,but i think i am back on track.
we received your note and we will still call in a week or so to tell you of our spring schedule, in case you wish to come.
g and g
|Part IV: Network Communication|
Me: Hey, how come this anonmous ftp thing doesn't work?
"Notions of the Archival in Memory and Deportment"
|Part V: Location, Location, Location|
|Part VI: Optimism|
|"Router level Interconnectivity of the Internet" looks like a giant, blood-shot eyeball. |
"Digital Crustaceans v.0.2: Homesteading on the Web"
|"Pookie" - a biological, digital, quasi-fictional manifestation of Ingrid Bachmann's imagination - explores a fascinating corner of the web at www.digitalhermit.ca|
"Nothing is more occult than the way letters, under the auspices of unimaginable carriers, circulate through the weird mess of civil wars; but whenever, owing to that mess, there was some break in our correspondence, Tamara would act as if she ranked deliveries with ordinary natural phenomena such as the weather or tides, which human affairs could not affect, and she would accuse me of not answering her, when if fact I did nothing by write to her and think of her during those months - despite my many betrayals."