Please fess up, have you ever stalked your ex, or your ex’s friends, or a potential lover, or your potential lover’s potential lover on facebook?
Please fess up, have you ever stalked your ex, or your ex’s friends, or a potential lover, or your potential lover’s potential lover on facebook?
I broke up with someone not too long ago, and in a fit of rage, I didn’t just de-friend her I blocked her from my facebook. Bad move, I couldn’t stalk her activities, not even through mutual friends’ pages. She completely disappeared from all connections, comments, and photos. It was like a wrench in my news feeds ‘cuz I just knew this person was talking to other mutual friends and I couldn’t bloody see what she was saying! The good news is we made up and became friends and we re-facebook-friended each other.
What did we all do five years ago when we had falling outs with people? Did we merely rely on gossip from friends?
Forget love interests how much time do you spend stalking friends for the hell of it? Do you leave a wall messages for people knowing someone else will read it. And if you Tweet, forget it. Let me be clear I make no judgment on our digital behaviors, I’m just really starting to wonder about how all of our interweb relationships are affecting our orientation to the universe. Follow me, just follow me.
The problem isn’t really that we can stalk our social universe, and then construe a reality — not a “virtual” reality mind you, but a real reality. I think we are becoming talking heads in an empty universe. People, I’m being serious.
This dawned on me the other day when Patricia and I went gallery hopping (full art hopping video to come) and we came upon a series of drawings — drawings that have become quite common in contemporary art.
I believe visual artists are the canaries in our socio-cultural coal mines, and they are telling us that we are lost. I’ve babbled about art and space before, but my thinking is evolving. Here’s what I’m talking about, and please feel free to share your own social theory with me: