tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33967142011-04-21T15:56:07.028-07:00sketchbook-eA sketchbook of ideas connected to larp, indrama, art, interactive design, poetry and prose. A repository for text by myself for myself and whoever else is interested.Eirikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02212386102319945213noreply@blogger.comBlogger161100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3396714.post-1103688215429864242004-12-21T20:00:00.000-08:002004-12-21T20:03:35.430-08:00No blog here no more. I have moved, to:
www.efatland.com
Eirikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02212386102319945213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3396714.post-847510072002-11-18T23:07:00.000-08:002002-11-18T23:07:29.256-08:00This weaks blog:
Project ÜbernördEirikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02212386102319945213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3396714.post-826844962002-10-08T05:16:00.000-07:002002-10-08T05:16:21.913-07:00O LeGuin GeLuin Gulien Nielgui OM OM LeGuin! (all hail URSULA!). Once again this most biriliant of writers, this creative star of stars, has made things clearer by the magic of a few words. No, I don't like irony remember? Sarcasm too. Honest.
I dunno how much time I've spent trying to replicate the feel (not style) of her stories, that essence which ressonates, finds identity with my own Eirikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02212386102319945213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3396714.post-792804262002-07-22T18:27:00.000-07:002002-07-24T14:38:16.000-07:001. a tale of three cities. Oslo taught me to yearn for Istanbul. Istanbul taught me that beauty comes with a price. Kolding taught me that the price isn't too high. Oppegård has taught me that Oslo is 'home'.
2. arriving late. I managed to miss the high points of both Gothenburg and Oslo. I arrived in GBG after seeing the riots on TV, hearing of Hvitfeldska on IMC internet radio. Nothing had Eirikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02212386102319945213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3396714.post-789968132002-07-15T18:02:00.000-07:002002-07-22T18:15:47.000-07:00Exit Kolding, enter Oslo. Three first days spent in old anarchist squat. Proceed to expensive beer-drinking. Meet Lars. Plan Theatre. Meet Erlend, Rune. Plan Action. Meet Irene, Rune, Erlend, Tommy, plan Inside:Outside. But most importantly: breathe fresh air. Inhale freedom. Relax in entropy. Get wasted with people you probably'll never see again. Admire dirt on the streets.
After one year in Eirikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02212386102319945213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3396714.post-778185992002-06-16T14:08:00.000-07:002002-06-16T14:09:17.000-07:00Today read through the entire "Club 7" book. That's "Club 7" as in the Oslo culture club, not the pop band. And my first thought is: why the fuck haven't I heard of this place before? Been aware of it, sure, but not known of it's significance.
A small gang of enthusiasts in the 60s build a bohemian free zone in technocratic Oslo, set to last for 25 magnificent years. From early smelly basements Eirikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02212386102319945213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3396714.post-775898732002-06-10T18:36:00.000-07:002002-06-10T18:46:51.000-07:00Electronic fora are the best reason to get depressed about Nordic live roleplaying. On Galadrim there are, as there had been for a decade, elitism debates. "Elitism" is, has allways been, and will probably allways be a dead end in the discourse of a movement trying to understand itself. This applies to both self proclaimed "elitists" or members of an "elite" (usually an uninfluential minority of Eirikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02212386102319945213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3396714.post-774840812002-06-07T18:41:00.000-07:002002-06-07T19:32:39.000-07:00Lars W: "Our generation's problem is that we lack pathos".
Julie B: "We have all become pop-existentialists. We agree with Sartre that life is absurd, and then we go on to shrug at anyone who shows the least bit of idealism or 'naivity'"
Eirik's conclusion: "We have ceased to think of ourselves as human."
We know everything about Sex. We know nothing about Love. We even think the two are Eirikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02212386102319945213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3396714.post-767355312002-05-19T15:58:00.000-07:002002-06-07T18:36:23.000-07:00The Star Wars Rape : A lesson in narrative Just watched atack of the clones. Visually impressive movie. But something is seriously wrong. Not that it can't live up to the extremely low expectations, but it (and ep 1) diminish the first trilogy. Why? Perhaps also an explanation of what was right about the first three?
midi-chlorians: the Force can be measured by particles in blood. An utter Eirikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02212386102319945213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3396714.post-112441522002-03-29T02:30:00.000-08:002002-03-29T02:30:00.266-08:00In the world of LARP, the division between avantgardism and elitism is a knife's edge indeed. Radical philosophy has given some me new insights: reclaiming the right to create is done by all LARPs. Thus the practice of LARP itself is commendable. Whatever the radical avantgarde do, it should encourage and not condemn people taking to the practice of interacting culture. Even the most crappy LARPsEirikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02212386102319945213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3396714.post-110613072002-03-24T00:26:00.000-08:002002-03-24T14:52:55.000-08:00I am sick tired of demonstrations where the same old bunch, or their twins, wave banners nobody will read and shout, megaphone-directed, tired old slogans to sound of the clichè samba band. I am tired of variations of these, replacing banners with puppets or megaphones with songs. If these are the people who'll make "another world possible", they certainly don't show any promise of making an Eirikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02212386102319945213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3396714.post-110261552002-03-22T18:58:00.000-08:002002-03-22T18:58:00.626-08:00The structure of an indrama is difficult to describe. One would think that visual tools, as often, are the easiest way. Many LARP groups make "plot charts" of one kind or another. In my experience, most plot charts are as misleading as they are helpfull. A common method, for example, plots caracters on a "map", circle around groups of characters and connect them by lines which through colour or Eirikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02212386102319945213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3396714.post-109340712002-03-20T08:14:00.000-08:002002-03-20T08:14:25.156-08:00Just discovered another poet of the second-best class (see previous entry); Gizem Forta, one of my closest friends who never told me he was writing haikus until I found them on his website.
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shinkansen runs fast
soon I will be in kyoto
thinking of tokyo
(I open my sketchbook and find in far less elegant words:
Redwine drinking ladies in EuroCity seats,
cold air from ventilation,
alone Eirikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02212386102319945213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3396714.post-109185312002-03-19T19:51:00.000-08:002002-03-19T19:51:03.693-08:00I once walked into a bookstore with the sole purpose of buying a book by a poet I didn't know. The second-best poets are the poets which put words on things you didn't know there were words for; who with their letters repaint and solidify your own experience, giving it new light. Like tarot cards, these poets reshuffle your view even when there's no magic involved. To me, Orhan Veli, a Turk, was Eirikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02212386102319945213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3396714.post-109039132002-03-19T11:11:00.000-08:002002-03-19T11:11:00.750-08:0010 reasons not to quit smoking
1| Cigarettes reduce stress.
2| Cigarettes give pause when you weren't aware of your genuine need for pause.
3| Cigarettes actually make you smarter and slimmer.
4| That money you would have saved on not buying cigarettes, what makes you think you would have spent it on anything usefull in stead?
5| Those years you'll gain by not smoking, what makes you think Eirikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02212386102319945213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3396714.post-108272582002-03-17T09:13:00.000-08:002002-03-24T14:56:46.000-08:00First posting. New blog. So this is like where I put my rationale for creating a blog, where I explain away the hubris of thinking anywone else than me is interested in my day-to-day life? Prepare to be disappointed.
This isn't a web diary. It isn't a regular blog. Web diaries suck. If you're good at them, you end up spending more time writing them than you do living the life your write about. Eirikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02212386102319945213noreply@blogger.com