Tuesday, March 20, 2001
Tuesday. Snow turning to sleet. Dark grey March. I am reading non-places by Marc Augé. Augé makes me wonder what kind of place the net is? It's been described with machine-metaphors, but the most prevalent ones have to do with time and space. We surf the web, we navigate it like the seas, we live on it in a different time. Virtual time, virtual life as opposed to real time and real life. I will turn my back to the snow which is reducing my vision, taking away the view of the magnificent mountains I live among and leaving only the next building visible. And then I'll dive into the book and see if I agree, that in front of my computer, I am in a non-place.