i ffffound it

we are the robots. 

following up yesterday's short, ridiculously poorly written / organized rant about the internet, i thought i should share with (who?) you one of the best sites on the ol' information super highway. as soon as you're sure your boss isn't looking, go check out ffffound. it's essentially an open lexicon of photos - no organization, no blogging or anything. it's like finding a big moebius strip lined with photos; you search and search and then end up back in the same place you started. 

in fact, it's the most like surfing you are likely to find on the internet. you just cruise, seemlessly falling from nerdcore photos, to absurd japanese print adds and technical diagrams until you stubble onto photographs that are, for all intents and purposes, pornography and then, miraculously, emerge into a world of television pastiche and high art. 

it's like a little microcosm of life or something - or rather, the distilled stuff of life. pictures without context, art without ownership. you end up looking, trying to process what you're seeing but what you're seeing can't really be understood because it isn't an encyclopedia - it's just a pile of pictures. it's like when you play a computer in chess: it can't be thrown off or bluffed because it simply doesn't know what that means. the pictures you see are processed, but they don't really mean anything to you without an author or some context to tie it into. i would look at some picture of a star wars something-or-other and think "i like star wars" but i couldn't explain what the image meant to me because i didn't know the who / what / where / when / why. it was just an image, click and it's gone. 

wild stuff. or maybe i just like to wax metaphysics.