WTF!

Where are they? What did you do with them man? Over here? Nope. There? Maybe. That looks like it. No, that’s not it. Check your pockets. Empty. Shit. What the fuck?

Where did all the new ideas go?

Good question.

Am I the only one that finds what passes for new ideas today are rehashed and decades old, already been introduced and rebelled against, cautiously adopted making a video game appearance then cushy consultant fees?

I bring this up because it dawned on me that there hasn’t been anything that has made me go “what the fuck!” lately. Something that stuns you into submission, your reality framework shattered by something ludicrous but plausible – too plausible – until you slowly reconstruct a framework accommodating the new and kinky perception. Not Nirvana, but a little more freer and interesting at the very least. Maybe I’ve become too jaded, or just simply out of the loop. Maybe just burnt.

But I don’t think so. There have been some close moments, but those have tended to be works of video art for some reason. And that’s a tale for another day.

Family, work, the body, commerce, consciousness, art, history, the future, whatever, all could use a reimagining, not really for any idealistic purpose, but generally because we can … and that’s a lot more interesting than the current fear, lie and bully show that has jumped the shark a few years back.

So that brings me in a stumbling way to the point of this computer chair ramble, that this begins a regular column that will be a traveling space probe looking for and reporting on new ideas, world views, ways of living, organizing, creating, existing. Like all probes this column may overshoot the mark, crash or discover nothing’s there. Or else send back the occasional transcendentally jarring images of potentially habitable alien vistas that get the brain waves humming.

See you a few weeks.

(Art: “Visionary Scene Number One” by Joseph Parker).