Temporary Riparian Zone
--part of the  2020 Hackers and Designers summer school--
https://hackersanddesigners.nl/s/Summer_Academy_2020/p/Temporary_Riparian_Zone

Preparation pre-workshop (installing butt):
https://pad.vvvvvvaria.org/temporary_riparian_zone_instructions
Link to interface
http://82.199.133.204/files/trz/

Link to Etherpad
https://pad.vvvvvvaria.org/temporary_riparian_zone





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Welcome to the Temporary Riparian Zone workshop.

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On this pad, we will be paying attention to dynamics in speaking and listening.
» Be supportive. Be curious.
» If you have a question, ask. This is an experiment in streaming together from a distance.
» If you are having trouble with the technical setup, you can find us here: https://meet.waag.org/hdsa2020-trz
» We appreciate any screenshots and/or sound files you have gathered during this session. 
» We would like to ask for your concent to record the session. Especially the last part where we all listen to the recrordings of each other. If your part dont want to be recorded let us know in the chat. 
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Programme: Thursday 23rd July 2020, 10:00-13:00


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Mateus Guzzo. I looked down shortly after waking up from my tent and saw this tiny river flow that crossed our camp. The water, cristal clear and shinning, seemed like artificial, as if someone (or something) had made it look like that. The sound was perfelcty contained and offered a calming moment for a morning meditation. I went back to my tent to pick up my diary and write about the loss of a loved one.

Ariana "Ari" Villegas I took off my sandals and stepped on a bed of rock living under this peaceful river, watched the stream of water pass through while listening to the sound of the ripples and nature around me. I could see the distorted look of my feet through the water and just stayed for a bit, thinking about how my body connected to this beautiful thing. Then I was called for lunch. 

Chinouk ; calming, soothing and deep black - in the rainforrest meandering rivers look like bottles of coca cola spilled from all over and collided into this one place. when i dipped my toes into the water the ripples were only detectable through the reflection of lights. The sound of water combined with the sound of the forrest and animals is one of the most soothing experiences ever.  

Miriam, our flooded bathroom yesterday, it seems like the sea water is rising in the netherlands(unpleasent stream)

Federico 'Pon' Poni // I remember clearly the last time I heard/inhabited a stream of water. I was in a remote area in the South of Italy, in a very unpopular region called "Basilicata". No tourists, just erica, my girlfriend and I resting on a rock in front of the river. cold water for a hot sunny day. I was reading "Xenofemminism" by Helen Hester and now, thinking about that moment, I feel strange. I was reading something that talked about very complex topics but I was in a place where the time seems to be stopped. It seems to me, the notion "panta rei", "all flows", didn't really work in that village where I was. The water knows everything about the village because it repeats itself, nothing really happens there, even if physically the water flows from a source near that place where we were to the Jonio Sea. I was reading a dissertation about new ways to think a family in a place where you don't have to buy grocery because everybody gifts you vegetables from their veg garden and eggs from free chicken around the village. I grew up in a city, I studied in Milan and in the last years, except for the seaside during summer, I didn't inhabit a stream of water. And maybe the sea is not a stream, is a wave concert. Then, I've just realised, two weeks ago in front of that river, the complexity is very complex, because is a complex dynamic that the complexity doesn't "arrive" everywhere: is complex and maybe this complex sentence is not clear: is complex. And now I'm thinking about all of it, I wanted to share this trip with you and now I want to read all of your stuff. We're inhabiting more layers of this complexity on the web.

Angeliki ** water was running next to a tiny church on the way to a beautiful beach in the island I come from. The water was running from the mountain and was filtered through a small fount. I could drink it

danny... i think of this little stream, hidden away that i used to ride my bike to with friends. there was a rope suspended from a tree above this little stream and we used it to swing across the stream. it was always a mystery, how the rope got there, or who put it there, or if it was ok for us to be using it. 

Salil ~ Sitting by the riverside, hearing both the roar of the river and the trickling of the water through the rocks and stones by the shores. Seeing both the violent whites and the tranquil blues of the water. Comprehending that the trickle by the shore was just as calming as is the danger of the fast paced water in the middle of the river.

karl: my sister taking her foot off the hose and allowing the stream of water to burst out into my eye (i was confused as to why the water was not running)

anja: standing in the stream, feet in the sand, with every arrival and departure of the water i am sinking a little deeper

cristina: i remember one particular moment while camping when we hid food under a rock in the river to keep it cold, but the current was so strong, it took it away

Maximilian: waiting in the morning before stepping into the shower, almost as a ritual.

Ben: a stream running between two fields is where me and my friends used to meet as kids. It was a private space and it felt like nothing could be interrupted.  

Juliette: walking up this big mountain in the bask country and putting my feet in a small stream running down, clear and freezing, hitting the rocks softly.




 this is an exercise in thinking about letters as um units i guess who is first for me it is the cyan colored line and you?

our writing is like many streams together running down a hill..here is warm. I stop

  hello whatsup uooooooooo hahahahahahahahahahahhahahaha ok it needs to be coherent but what is anyway i can claim it to be absurd loooooool

 the coherency of the writing is not as coherent as one might think it is. In the quest for coherency, one might even make mistakes and trip up while doing so. What is coherency you might ask. Well coherency is subjective and perhaps everything is coherent, but the ability to understand everyone may not be uniform or equal. This is what we call the fallacy of coherency. It is not about how coherent one can be but rather the weakest link in the chain of coherency.

hallo you all how is it going i am so happy to be here.. the table is shaking because eberyone is typing so hard and it is fuuuuuuuuuuun           

i woke up this morning feeling like that this and that you know and then I heard the audio as it played and thought well this is flux of consciousness. fell out of bed saturday morning and put on my best shoes and he said no no why do you have to be so cruel, don't you what humans do, I got carried away! it feels like falling and flying at the same time. have you ever noticed the sound of rain falling through your ears? arriving somewhere but not here... 

this already feels different.. this already feels exciting.. this already feels new.. what can we discover here.. what can we learn here..  

he;;;o i am kind of slow on instructions so i am writing while reading - had some more time to choose my colour - i am not sure when the end of the line is hit, isn.t it just going on the next ones - i'll try to fins some emojis that i like that i can put forward to this line ✨ the stars i like a lot, it;s that sp                                       how long is yourline?ahhh now i get it - i thought until the next numberrr
haha it is ok to have longer lines. I mean it can be interpreted in many ways

 where do you start a stream, how do you start a stream? what are the contents of the streeam? Why is it meaningless? Are all streams this menaingles? Am i fast enough? What more can add/stream?
hi... it is 3am where i live.... i am a bit slow... i haven't thought about the stream i just wrote about ina long time, but i find it strange that is the first thing that comes to my mind about a stream of water. or suripring... there was often actually barely any water running through that stream... i do also think of the first time i drank water, directly out of a stream, fresh, cold and clear water, in bc... i do remember it made me happy and feel safe in an odd way... 
 what can i do to find a stream, where is one? Can I make one? A temporary stream will do just fine. Even if just for some seconds. I think I've reached the end, the stream stops a sentence ends.


Goodmorning. This is the first time in months I've been up in the morning. I've been waking up at 12pm because my body clock is in another timezone working for a company living in another timezone. I'm happy I'm up this early. I never get to see Berlin in the morning. I love hearing my street, the sound of people passing by, listening to conversations I don't understand. There always seems to be construction on this street. Is Berlin always in progress?

im a slow stream today so i missed the 22 second and try to catch up i think its going well but this line feels endless, like the horizon and i chose the color of water but more tropical water like when the sand is yellow and now this stoney or muddy dutch sand, i'm a tropical island




ohh wow imsuper slow and missed the timeframe and im trying to keep up but i feel like everyone is in some sort of riptide and im the foam on the shore that isnt even really meant to be here... but in actuality i do like walking through the foam with my bare feet because it is the part of the ocean that isnt to cold in order to not freeze to death. 


Ohw pity I was late, too much writing before





anja + chinouk hi :-)hi!!
There used to be this huuuuge staircase with tiny little steps guiding its walker to this undescribable atmosphere. It was dark and light at the same time with tiny little specks of purple and sparkles floating forward and backward...like a dance. Once you arrived in this atmosphere you would turn into one of the sparkles and experiene this limbo which makes you feel small but also larger... you would be part of something bigger, bigger than the atmosphere itself, in a sense you would have to grow through positive and negative because.. (to be continued :-) .. now line 182...see you there :)

angeliki + miriam 
whoops I think I fell from the chair while writing i can't multitask i only read
now I have some moments to listen to a blue sentence at another part of the world but from here I cannot see well the colors so I only look at the words and try to  make sense with you {me too} I wanted to write the same because where both blue we seem to be one stream or two grades in one but no we have to overcome our color and drift back to reality. sometimes
(haha I love it){so poetic}

juju +ben
my duck wakes me up most mornings, it pisses me up but i love them anyway. what I love about them the most is that they don't care what people think of them, they are just leaning into the stream of reality and letting it take them wherever it wants them to go. we should feel inspired by that attitude. We believe that you can learn a lot from ducks and leaning into the stream. The stream feels like a bed, soft and cuddly but sometimes rough and expansive. You have the physical experience of the bed but also the unconscious experience through your dreams. This means there are two streams, but are there two ducks? it's open to discussion, we believe that the duck of the stream of consciousness and the duck of the stream of unconsciousness are one and only duck. SOme may argue that they are not. What collapses this theory is that the duck has never been seen in the same place twice, it is only there to wake you up and remind you of the stream.wow🦆

karl + mat It is very fundamental the very aspect of interconnection that we as mere humans on this mound of soil, or should I say, transhumans, reptiles even, take it upon ourselves to redesign the very configuration of the world; how dare we? How dare you, how could have we arrived at this point! I know, it took the best of us. Look, why don't you sit down and have some tea. You can start here, on this shelf, there are green teas, black teas, ginger teas, or if you want there's also the whiskey down there...Look, I think we have been taking this too far out. I know you like me, but I simply can't be with you. Or without you.

maxi+salil I heard a rumor.. The rumor was widespread but rarely spoken about.It involved ducks in the park and what they do when no one is looking. You look at me and think "ducks!". Oh but you are wrong, so very wrong.They belong to a species, secretly ruling nature and all living things, they are camouflaged in order to maintain their superiority in the animal kingdom. Think about it. Have you ever heard of ducks in the parliament? No, but they were ALWAYS before it doing all that matters in the world, making all the decisions. Lastly their decision making hasn't been so good though, that's why the cracks are beginning to appear, and you read about ducks on the attack. Which attack you may ask? That's what they veil from you, the ducks as center of attention, but no clue why... It's funny isn't it, to hear of ducks attacking people, comical even. But there is a darker side to all this...🦆🦆🦆

cristina+ari
(hey there! shall we start?:)
Ready!feel free to interject! or continue the sentence bellow :)

a noise keeps me awake, same here. I've never been awake this early because in the past i used to be a gambler. This has changed since I had a dream about ..a new world order in which goats ruled and pigs were all friends and the currency we used was bugs. We would trade in bugs instead of coins and .. used cereals to do underground deals for..poetry. Everyone in this new world order was a poet, it's just a matter of being a good one or a bad one.

dan+ + loes
there's no knowing whether we are here right now.im not sure either but im fine with that. I found myself trying to click the image below, expecting something else thanthis winding line and i was looking forward to listening. My mouseclicks and keystrokes ticking and tickling. The unexpected memory of a stream of water. A desire to return to that moment, the moment is atually much more than that, i've realized. Maybe it is just another now that appears as we return to it like it was happen again, or happened just yesterday.

Pon+ //is there anybody without a mate? :\ (hey pon! we moved on to the next exercise :) I've written too much in the first exercise :| :( :'( 
haha! will be great to read back :)
:)




Bio-filters: It is often assumed that a data stream of any kind, be it text, audio, or video, travels uninterrupted. This is wrong. The stream take its course through the Internet. The internet is a deep sea creature, built by hand and machine, sourced from raw material, and withered by time. The internet is amphibious and versatile: it lives in the ground, in the water, and can withstand several diverse climates. However, this creature has aged. It is now facing several bio-filters: the spaces it lives in, the physical and chemical beatings it recieves, the organisms it shares this space with; they eat away at it, picking it apart, slowing it down. The stream will tell you this, the stream of data, after it has entered the moouth of the internet and if and when it comes out of the other side, will carry in it, symptoms of these bio-filters. It is interrupted, dithered, reduced in quality, and worn down. 

Meander, is how the stream turns and shifts along the path. Meander is the turns and the servers, the connections and requests the stream flows. Meandering slightly to extremes of serpentines, the surrounding area shapes the meander, where it wants to reach and where it's source is don't define the meander, but the way inbetween does.

Rock abecomes a node in a networked flow, an island that floats in the middle of a stream. A pause in the system, a filter for information. A tracker for the speed of water and particles. Rigid rock, flacid water, so much it hits till it breaks. It is underlying how much rocks do to the course of a riverbed, in what they filter, how dirty rivers, through rocks, become again alive. copied below!

Plant litter: It is a layer on top of the surface at the bottom of alive material. It consists of dead elements but it is very nutritious. It keeps the data safe and protected. It is a place that everything slows down and data get prepared to be streamed to the rest of the online world. It has its own micro-climate and way of processing. Internet is known that is has micro-climates and tiny little data or 'creatures' inhabit within them. The litter keeps the networks and roots 'wet' in a sense that it cannot get offline and 'dry'. That is why many bits even the old ones prefer to stay there. So it is possible to find texts or images coming from the past and can be activated. They are like 'ghost' data but alive. 

River bank: The river bank is an extraordinary place, if you think of it. It is where the roaring river, full of rage comes to a gentle walk, happy to interact with other beings around it. All the anger is taken away, and it becomes approachable. It is the place one may gaze upon, and even interact with the beast as it goes about its business. In many ways, it is how we approach the internet. The internet, like the roaring river, never stops, and we only get to interact with it at the river bank. We may think we have control over the river, but it is a lie we tell ourself to comfort us. For there are no masters to a river. Dams, and bunds may give us a sense of false hope, but with no warning at all, the river can switch up the conditions, destroying everything in its path with a silenced rage. It is time that we appreciate the value of a river bank, and learn that sometimes it is better for us to observe and interact with the river from a distance. The river is a living being, with emotions and a temper to behold. However it is very generous and all it asks is that we don't interfere with its activities. The river is also fond of gifting, and it is often along the river banks where the gifts are to be recieved. As the river flows from place to place, the river banks adapt to it. Sometimes it is sandy and welcoming, some places it is a cliff, and somewhere it is only accessible to a select few. copied below :)


aquatic_animals; most of them have not been discovered yet; the internet is like the deep deep ocean with scary and fascinating creatures in it, have you met the digital seahorse? it is just a fish but you think its something special, it can be compared to instagram just your photo with a nice filter, most fishes are moving in swarms sometimes one decides to swim the other direction and breaks free from the group pressure but also secruity it can be dangerous so move all by yourself through the dark web, there are sharks and angry jellyfishes surrounding you, try to search for there image on google and you have a chance of discovering them before they see you: often they are more scared of you then the other way 'round copied

weeds  
as pioneer species, no burden, no excess, but extravagant and strong carriers. Trailblazers that make room, create room quite literally, for other entities to follow suit and take up some of the space created, reclaimed. Weeds as agents of time, facilitating a longer long now by accelerating it. Take the weeds and they'll grow back, relentless like a stubborn child. Confident about their doings and not fased by any lack of recognition from humans. They just are, and continue to be. There is no wrong place, there are no wrong plants, there's just context, interpretation, judgment. copy edited below <3

Root: being root is a special kind of aquatic privilege, because it means you can choose to grow more plants or eradicate them all. roots are also known as sudo in some habitats where multiple roots can emerge. they are often an endangered species, getting many attacks from predators who wish to steal these privileges and turn the root into a flood_zone. copy below

flood_zone
some may argue that this is a very uncomfortable place. 
out of control, messy, damaging, dramatic.
Is it a leak?
you could find comfort in a flood zone.
let yourself sink in the warm liquid stream that surrounds you. 
this is a new state of your being, it feels natural, it's part of your cycle.
your data is merging together you become one.
you are the zone.
your flow you spread you let yourself gooooooooo...

Aquatic animals: I just heard about the lonely whale last night from my roommate. Have you heard of this whale? This whale is called the loneliest whale in the world. It has some sort of condition where it releases an unsual high frequency of 52h. Some mariners have been tracking it for years and they've never seen it with anyone else. It's always calling out but the other whales can't seem to hear it. It's just there making high pitched sound waves that other whales seem to not be able to hear. Mariners could track it's presence from the frequency always alone and unheard. Like computational streaming, are there streams out there that are always alone and unheard in the ether? Makes me think. copy below

the wetland is the breaking out points of the stream, it's where it affects it's surrounding. It leaves a mark. Not a harmful one, more one, where you can grow upon. In terms of computational streams is where the stream also reaches and lasts an impression for something to grow upon. It is the not directly affected land of the stream,  but it lasts an impression. copied

soil : in order for the coded stream to flow the soil must lay steady at the base. I is part of all the default settings but also attributes tremendously to the steadyness of adaptations and edits. Its soil has to be flexible enough to let the stream run free otherwise it will detach and tends to be meaningless and serve no comfort. it is required to focus its effort on elevating the individual experience as it fertilized seeds of code. Its dark, its vast, its at times boring because of its stesdyness, but it is neccasary and cannot be overlooked or taken for granted.    copied below...

meander... meandering... it is such a beautiful notion. it is one that forgoes time. that is its own knind of time. its own space too. it sounds aimless but there is a kind of power in it's aimlessness, if it is even aimless at all. i wish that i could meander every day. i wish the i could but there are too many other things that are obstacles, that call me away from that. meandering seems to require openness, and or curiosity. does it have an end point. is it a process. is it counter productive. what is the purpose of something that meanders without intentionally doing so. would that just be lost. maybe that's how i feel. maybe that is where i end up--lost. not seeing, making use of, appreciating, absorbing things around me as i go... meander is slow. it unfurls. while it does so, it also connects.


Wildlife Corridors: I took part in a workshop last summer at a farm. The workshop's theme was on the hawthorn bush which has a dark past in the United Kingdom as it was used to help create barriers and fences in the 1600s as part of the Enclosures Act which stopped ordinary people having access to land and commons. However, what this did create were some of the first man-made wildlife corridors. These dense and inpenetrable 'natural' fences became the perfect highways and roads for all sorts of wildlife to avoid predators. This is maybe interesting as wildlife corridors are always man made (WHY DO WE NEED THE SEPARATION) but usually to designed to connect wildlife populations seperated by human structures or acvtivity. Maybe its interesting to think about the wildlife corridors in the 1600s as part of the human structures of oppression?            edited copy below


plant litter: 
while plants are growing, living, continuing they are constantly littering... the process of plant littering is also referred to as a constant flow ... a movement of throwing off, throwing up, giving away, leaving behind baggage, memories, dependancies. however plant littering is not an absolute... it is an ongoing process of compiling. what is one plants litter is another organism's nuitrition. the stream of plant littering is about transmission and receiving of nurturing bits and pieces                  edited copy below



hydrophilic plants:  plants that have adapted to living in aquatic environments, wiki says. It sounds like that kind of cameras that can work under the water. sure, the plants can't take photos but they live two "moments". They take nutrients both from sun and from water, as every plants, but they are always fitted in water, is like a server which is being filled all the time without stop. Do they have a memory? or is like a RAM, where when the season and so the temperature of the water changes, it deletes all the memory? A reboot. Or they are a firewall of the riparian zone, they filter what it must be filtered.    copied below





flood_zone
This is a place of ecstasy. 
out of control, messy, damaging, dramatic.
Is it a leak? Is it an accident?
You could find discomfort in a flood zone, but you choose to embrace it.
Let yourself sink in the warm, liquid stream that surrounds you. Let yourself be washed over with it; this overload of information, take it in and let it take you.
This is a hegemonous state of your being, you know it all too well, it's part of your cycle.
Your data takes you and you take it. You become one.
You are the zone.
You flow, you spread, you let yourself go.

Bio-filters: It is often assumed that a data stream of any kind, be it lyrics, music, or moving images, travels uninterrupted. This is wrong. The stream take its course through the WWW. The internet is a deep sea creature, vitalised by hand and machine, sourced from raw substance, and withered by time. The www is amphibious, yet not able to fly, but still versatile: it digs deep in the ground, dives in the water, and can withstand several diverse climates. However, this creature has aged, it has calloused, it's in retrograde. It is now facing the bio-filters of its each environment:  spaces in which it lives in, the physical and chemical blessings it recieved, the partnered organisms it shares infinite common ground with; they wash it away , picking it apart, they joust it. The stream will tell you this, the stream of data will tell you that, after it has entered the guts of the www and if then it comes out of a wormhole, which will carry in it the symptoms of these bio-filters. It is uninterrupted, dithered, bitmapped, reduced in quality, and worn down, yet appreciated by bargain hunters and scavengers of second hand. 


hydrophilic plants:  plants that have adapted to living in digital atmospheres. this sounds like that kind of cameras that can work under the water. sure, plants in this realm can take photos as they live two "moments". They take nutrients both from sun, water and code, as every plant, but they are always micromanaged in water, like a server which is being managed all the time without stop. Like a RAM, they have a memory - but when the season and the temperature of the water changes, all the memory gets deleted. A reboot. They act like a firewall of the riparian zone, they filter what it must be filtered. 


*plant litter*: 
while plants are growing, living, continuing they are constantly communicating... the process of plant communication is also referred to as a constant flow ... a movement of throwing off, throwing up, giving away, leaving behind baggage, memories, dependancies. however plant communication is not an absolute... it is an ongoing process of compiling. what is one plants communicative data is another organism's fruition. the stream of plant communication is about transmission and receiving of data in bits and pieces


Wildlife Corridors: A workshop took part of me last summer at a farm and the theme had me. The hawthorn bush has a dark past in some imagined community somewhere on planet earth. It was used by the delusional to pretend and perform hierarchies of class, wealth and status. Barriers and fences became a theme in a series of impenetrable linguistic agreements in very formal language which stopped the community from having access to land and commons. Human builds, and is surprised when their invention acts differently from their design. Oblivious to the similarities between humans and animals, what they did create were some of the first human-made wildlife corridors. Dense and impenetrable cellulose fences turned highways and roads for all sorts of wildlife to avoid predators. Wildlife corridors are always man made, but usually designed to connect wildlife populations seperated by human structures or activity, as if such separations in fact exist. How are wildlife corridors part of human structures of oppression? 

Root: being root is a special kind of aquatic state, because it means you can choose to grow in different directions and you can generate more plants or eradicate them all. root is also known as sudo in some habitats where multiple roots can emerge and rule the system. they are often an endangered species, getting many attacks from predators who wish to steal these privileges and turn the root into a flood_zone. but root is strong and steady, maybe root is just a bit paranoid. or afraid of what root doesn't know. see flood_zone

soil : the coded stream flows...  soil, default. setting...flexible. streams run free otherwise detach and tends to be meaningless. it is dark, its vast, its at times boring, forgotten, overlooked because of its steadyness, because it is always there, a constant, dependable and faithful. or so we assume. we take it for granted; it is invisible. soil lays steady at the base. default. it occurs continuously. 

Aquatic animals: I just heard the lonely whale last night from my room. Have you heard it? This whale is lonely. It has a condition where it sings an unsual high sonic orchestra. Some have been tracking it for years and they've never seen it with anyone else. It's calling out but the other can't hear it. It's just there making high pitched sound waves that other whales seem to not be able to hear. Mariners could track it's presence from the frequency always alone and unheard till yesterday; 
Like computational streaming, are there streams out there that are always alone and unheard in the ether? Makes me think. What do these whales say, and who are they speaking to? How many voices are online-screaming into the void? How many ads are floating online for no one to see them. How many pieces of visual and aural art are uploaded every second, for no one to consume them? Where do they all go? Every forgotten piece of content online has a creator, a real person, or an algorithm behind it. What do they do and how do they feel to be unheard and ignored in the busiest and biggest place in the world: the internet. Swimming across oceans, and covering unimaginable distances but to be at home at the same time. Travelling through time and space, seeing the wrecks strewn across, and wondering what lies ahead. The lucky ones find acceptance in worlds where they are not only welcome but are hearalded. The others keep wandering, travelling on, sometimes through previously unknown places, hoping that they too will one day find the promised land.


the wetland is the tension where the stream bothers the inhabitants of the riparian zone it leaves a mark then it creates more tension to let the inhabitants go away from the comfort zone it's a growing process but in terms of computational streams are where somebody hits their head to somebody else and they create something booom like a matchstick streams don't directly affect the environment but both of them last an impression ie they can burn an entire place (the stream can make people argue) or just to do 3 seconds of lights (to let think something impressive but oh I forgot what I wanted to say)

meander... meandering...  Meander (they/them) is a beautiful creature. Meander has a special ability. They are able to forgo time. Meander has their own perception of time – space-time. Meander creates sound while travelling through space time never aimless – always powerful - carrying particles with its stream. Meander's way of existing in our worlds is through constant meandering. Meander doesnt know obstacles, Meander just streams around them, temporarily takes the negative shape of every encounter it might have... embracing obstacles, taking in the temporary friction... for a bit and moving on curious to the next encounter with an obstacle. 
Meander is known as possibly the most open and curious creature living in our worlds. They challenge with intentionally getting lost. Seeing without judgment, making use of any encounter, appreciating, absorbing things around as they go... Meander is slow. Meander unfurls. While they do so, they also connect.

weeds - a manifesto
We are a pioneer species, we carry no burden, no excess, we are extravagant and strong carriers of life. 
We are trailblazers that make and create room for other entities to share in some of the space created. 
Reclaim the patio, the concrete, the roof, the cracks, the pavement and the drain!
We are agents of time, facilitating by accelerating it. 
Take us down and we'll grow back, relentless like a stubborn child. 
Confident about our doings and not phased by any lack of recognition from humans. 
You are just jealous. We just are, and continue to be. 
There is no wrong place, there are no wrong plants, there's just context, interpretation, judgment.
>> OMG this is glorious I love what you did with this!<3


Rock: a rock becomes the fork on the road in a networked flow, an island that floats in the middle of a stream. A rock divides by pausing the system and unites by bringing filtered information together. It leads the traveller, the information to it's own unique journey. The rock is the wildcard in a traveller's menial adventure. It can lead the information to a safe and tranquil journey or a rough road less travelled journey filled with adventure. Imagine where information ends up going because of this chosen path. A tracker for the speed of water and particles. Rigid rock, flacid water, so much it hits till it breaks. It is underlying how much rocks do to the course of a riverbed, in what they filter, how dirty rivers, through rocks, become again alive. NICE


River bank: The river bank is an interesting place, if you think of it. It is where the resting river, full of scornful but justified rage comes to a gentle walk, sad to interact with other beings around it. All the anger is taken away, and it becomes as approachable as a seapunk sea lion. It is the place one may gaze upon, and even interact with the beast as it goes about its business. It's business as usual again, the river bank exhales. In many ways, it is how we approach the internet. The internet, like the roaring river, never stops except for stop signs, and we only get to interact with it at the river bank, where we are transfixed into staring at it. We may think we have control over the river, but it is a lie we tell ourself to comfort us. For there are no masters to a river. There is only energy and flow. Dams, and bunds may give us a sense of false hope, but with no warning at all, the river can switch up the conditions, destroying everything in its path with a silenced rage. It is time that we appreciate the value of a river bank, and learn that sometimes it is better for us to observe and interact with the river from up close: swimming in it and sometimes risking being carried away. The river is a living being, with emotions and a temper to behold. You must get to know it first. However it is very generous and all it asks is that we don't engage with its activities. The river is also fond of gifting, and it is often along the river banks where the gifts are to be recieved. As the river flows from place to place, the river banks adapt to it. Sometimes it is sandy and welcoming, some places it is a cliff, and somewhere it is only accessible to a select few.

aquatic_animals; most of them have not been discovered yet; the internet is like the deep deep ocean with crazy and amazing creatures in it, have you met the digital seahorse? it is just a fish but you think its something special, it can be compared to pixelfed just your photo with a nice filter, most fishes are moving in swarms like snails sometimes one decides to swim the other direction but also secruity it can be dangerous so move all by yourself through the bright web, there are sharks and calm jellyfishes surrounding you, try to search for there image somewhere and you have a chance of discovering them before they see you: often they are more scared of you then the other way 'round


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Good morning, riparians! why can we hear a hardcore kick from the mountain beside the riparian zone!? What is happening, is there an earthquake?!                                A gabber                             earthquake?!
no it's the aquatic digital animals waking up and unwieldly coded creatures finding their way...They are protesting against their low wages and  not quite happy about getting watered. They want too an acquatic basic income.           Look at the colour of the sky... was it forecasted, i prefer them over the construction  noises coming in from outside - the zone between the internet, the stream and me has me wondering, when am i more in the computer, 
 That's we are all gona find out very very shortly.
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 ~~~~~~~~~~ That's we are all goona~~~~~ find out very very shortly.The type-ists noises belong the riparian zone of the digital, as the meanderings and riverbed belong to the one
 is this real? ofc it real
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one walks to. 
Did you notice  
What?

              the smell? *./**                   I did, it smells like butterflies.it reminds me of that song. 

              if only it could really actually be this way, but ya, there are too many holes. traps. bad data...
             Do you hear the crackles;l.p. and tent to break,                                   the static? ~~~***~~~____|-|-|-|-\\\\\\......~~~~~******~~~~~                blob lalallalalalla blurp�🐱🐱🐱 It must be the litter. Or....the Big Ones are here. Old data smell bad. that's a question of taste. data pine tree car air freshener is on sale in the gift shop. woop woop. it's shaped as a duck, strange for a pine tree. Somebody is live coding with the roots of the plants upside down.  We sit by the pond and ponder, does the word power come from the word pond? Ponding around, most definetely it must. moss to walk on downhill and slide. the ecstaticc typing noises intervene the soundscape around me. they trickle and cramp, i prefer them over the construction  noises coming in from outside - the zone between the internet, the stream, the sky and me has me wondering, when am i more in the computer, when is it here for Are we flowing?~~~~~ Or are we standing on the dense surface of the zone? we are being followed...🦆 It is the Big Ones. The Big Ones have disproportionate power and control our flow. The Big Ones must be stopped... I feel the soil moistured. It is like a quicksand. It does sound weird if I step into it, I prefer do drown in the quicksand. It's like   silent________________________|||.
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Do you see that? I think I see a new stream passing by! °º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,¸,ø¤°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,¸
What were we doing here in the first place? Is that a willow tree? Arcadia I think. Ah, beautiful arcade. when did that become beautiful? Arcardia. aguardia, augardiania, argana
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                                                     °º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,¸,ø¤°º¤ø,¸🦆¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,¸ A surfing leaning duck. __̴ı̴̴̡̡̡ ̡͌l̡̡̡ ̡͌l̡*̡̡ ̴̡ı̴̴̡ ̡̡͡|̲̲̲͡͡͡ ̲▫̲͡ ̲̲̲͡͡π̲̲͡͡ ̲̲͡▫̲̲͡͡ ̲|̡̡̡ ̡ ̴̡ı̴̡̡ ̡͌l̡̡̡̡.___
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we wave, we flow, we stream, we  _.~"~._.~"~._.~"~._.~"~._ there we all go
I rave, I'm slow; I sleep; I go. I flow?  
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         ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~     flowing rivers, water streams             ~ ~ ~ ~                            ~ ~                      ~ ~ ~ r r r r       ꧂ღ╭⊱♥≺
e ~ ~ ~                            ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~    ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ t m m m t             ~ ~ ~ ~ ~             ~ ~ ~ ~ s a ~ in the zone, between the water and the land
   s r r e s t r m r s s t t                ~ ~             ~          t t s t e t                ~ ~    ~    ~ ~ ~ m    we tumble, put our blatant real balance back up, we dance and we notice:
             ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ t m ~ ~ ~ ~    temporary riparian zoning out               ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ e s r e                         t e    
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~                   ~ ~    m                                  s t e       ~ ~ ~    ~ ~ s r r r t t       s e       
                                          ~ ~ m t e m m r a ~ ~ m t    ~ ~ a s e m       ~ ~       ~ ~ ~ ~ e m e ~ ~ ~ 


Excuse my french riparians, sometimes i get a bit overwhelmed by the ecstatic dancing of this zone. Dancing is mandatory in this riparian. chair dance allowed tho .. stay seated ... move slowly with upper branches... wipping. might calm you down . Open your limbs and wait for the second wind to blow you and only move when it comes. 
there are things to climb. 


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I simply press REC at BUTT to stream? Okidoki, Thanks :)a lot 🌚
REC is to record (which would be great!) and the Play button will stream :)
In the next exercises we will explain in detail

11:20-11:25 








karl and pon (Karl and Marx) c: (biofilters  and aquatic_animals)
Pon! are you abe to stream audio? (brodacast)
I think yes, Yesterday I've tried and it worked, now I would like to try with VCV Rack, let's try?
alright! i guess youll be the broadcaster to start? 
Uhm ok! Let me think about more stuff first
alright take your time i do the same
(Y) hey i am testing another software now (blackbox) mught be a bit late no probs I still think
hey i am back, let mme know when you ready Hey I have sometimes problem with the interface ehterpad b2b stream, I'm tring to connect but nothing seems work
maybe try to hear me
Uh probalby it's working
omg are you playing hardcore music
Yes, just for today ahahahah perfect, we are oon the same page let me try to talk
im lsitening

NOTES ON AQUATIC_ANIMALS:
    the gabber disssipates, it is now a silent stream, but still a stream
    a steady beat picks up, 
    the beat is unsteady
    decostructed
    omg
    love disssss
    is is recorded? is it live? is original? is it being made as I hear it?
    waves of gabber come in and out
    the sound is being distorted, the bio filters are taking their toll on the stream
    away with teh sound
    the stream is very soft now
    a kick is a tickle, a beat is a 

no voice so??
no.. :(

    bad ru trying to stream booth the kick and a live recoridng of your voice?
yes!
with butt?
yes, I mean, through soundflower

maybe I can record my voice and use it with vcv rack

but now it's your turnahhhh
im still trying to configure
ahahah ok
ok i have loopback and black hole set up
hi
i am starting i think

NOTES ON biodfilters
I hear something, but nothing started, so the stream works
Oh yes music, arpeggios
Ok I heard your voice too!
again music after a little stop
OH a huge kick
 it seems work :))

 if you are talking with us, I hear you too low
You should talk higher and all it worked

Karl! Can I try again fastly?
ahahah ok

I said something, can you hear me?
not yet
also no mic noise, so maybe the stream isnt cooming through
trying with hardore
thanks for the warning lol
nothing yet
r u still trying?
im goign to forerefresh this page

ok! now?
still nothing

hardcore? 
im joking we have to do a jam session afte rthis wanna hear your tunes
did you try something different?

I've tried to recording and it works actually
again, hear me?
hi!
yes!
your vioice!!!
halo!
i dont speak deutsh either

NOTES ON AQUATIC_ANIMALS [contiued]:
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
sorry my connection is not so good, probably that's why you heard me bad 
but its ok
so noow oon line662 we have a new exercise
what will you be making / streaming?

allright, I forgot to record. :))))) So now i will find something to stream but actually I would just read something destroying it with ableton and send it 
after that I want to record it and send

what about you?
i been workin on somoethin
wanna hear?
just a moment, trying to do something with kicks too :')







cristina + ari
hey there!hi! I just clicked on the link angeliki sent
great, we can also just use butt for the time being to stream (by only using the microphone)
i'm going to start streaming something now :) ok great! let me know if I can play
i haven't started sorry!
but you can in the meantime, we can do it at the same time
are you still around ari? Hi yes! I just recorded/streamed. Sorry, not sure what to do now
so you are river_bank? Yes! :) cool i am root
do you hear anything from root? I hit play but nothing from root :/
hmm it could be my settings! let me try yours
hmm i don't hear anything yet, are you streaming something? Yes I think I do. I pressed play on Butt the white button for play? yup!hmm shall we go to https://meet.waag.org/hdsa2020-trz ? Yaaay I hear you with delay
are you still around ari?
hi yes, was just listening to all the streams and recording them
i can hear you typing in response it's very nice. your keyboard seems very fun to type on. It's so calming. 
we can meet on the call again
https://meet.waag.org/hdsa2020-trz2
hey ari, do you hear my recording being played?




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**SIMULTANEOUS STREAMING**
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12:30-12:40



This workshop has been so great!! so great that you've enjoyed it! thanks for passing by
Thank you all! <3
Thank you!!!
Agreed... thanks. it was really fun... thanks for all the consideration and prep you put into it! 



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