Sometimes happiness is just a sandwich away

I wish that someone would invent delicious tasting capsules that were nourishing

Or perhaps smart clothing that would monitor glucose levels and administer additional food as needed.

I love cooking, but sometimes it just seems like way to much work

and I truly do turn into a monster if I haven’t eaten

Of course by the time I realise just how hungry I am it’s often too late to be able to make rational decisions about where to go to get food, and when I do get to food, nothing looks appetising.

After my mispent but highly enjoyable 20’s investigating the mind and mood altering potential of various organic and inorganic chemicals, I know first hand that emotions are manipulable.

What intrigues me though are the implications of that understanding. Often my sense of what is ‘real’ and ‘important’ and ‘valuable’ depends on how i feel about something. If how I feel about something depends on how hungry I am, how real is that?

Perusing the fascinating posts by Neurophilosopher, and his writing on the transhuman and the dawn of the neurotechnological age
made me think hard about this idea. In some ways I feel quite overwhelmed, as I am still adjusting to the information age, the genetic age and the soon-to-emerge nanotechnological age. In some ways, if i had a spare life I would study science instead of art, because so many world-changing things are happening, and I don’t really understand them. I do know that these changes will have far reaching consequences, and as an artist I feel that my work must engage with these things.

I was surprisingly inspired by The Director’s cut of THX 1138 that i watched this weekend.  Even though it was made in 1971, it seemed remarkably uncommercial, and raised issues of living in a world of rampant consumerism and government control that still seem really relevant.  It also looks beautifully minimal and weird.