Type-In Riverside, CA

You can win a free [something] if you can guess what machine was used to type this. Yes, in the basement. Perfect place to survive the digital apocalypse with your machine. From the rubble, with your excellent coffee in hand, we bring our Remingtons, Underwoods, Royals, Smith-Coronas, Olivettis, and write on, right on.

Typewriter activity in Riverside, CA

Yes, There are stirrings and clickings in the desert area (no, not Palm Springs, not Vegas, but Riverside. Get a map.) It’s on Sundays, and I’ll tell you where as soon as know more.

Bring yours, try ours, and have a good time. There was an event yesterday, and they tell me it worth a trip. See you then………… Cheers.

Brighter the Stars

Another one, from way back, on the same machine, the Rocket. do you remember when you write on a machine, put it in an envelope, and take it to a mailbox, and then wait for a reply to show up in an actual physical mailbox, and then if your work is accepted, you are sent a copy? Those were the days what you thought were on the page, warts and all, the moments that you felt so much about you can see the extra force you put on the keys, or a mistake made like a stutter, or a gasp. Now any any animal can poot down on a keyboard from anywhere, from his basement, or in a line and Starbucks, and cram the digital inboxes with whatever instant crap he/she/it feels like at the moment, and then forget about it. Ok, just venting a little. Gettin old aint for pussies. Heard that somewhere.

Progress

Is this it? Have we as a species evolved? Into what?

Dehumanized – A shriveled soul can ruin the life of anyone, anywhere in the world.

Detached – People don’t have to physically visit relatives anymore, just click.

Derange – Small souls can be urged on to by those never met do inhuman arts, to become gods for a day.

By living through our screens, seeing everything as a post, clip, or feed, we have become live audience to an unreality show, where we sometimes are driven to participate, and to do anything to get the most views, the most clicks, and the most “friends”.

Really, has my conscience left my physical being entirely and is only existing as a digital avatar? Is yours?

The 90’s in Hollywood, and Los Feliz, ….

tears and laughter, art in life, life in art……

Steve Ivanovics published Mind’s Eye Poetry Press 1997, retyped here on Remington All-in_One, a curvy girl, wish I had her all my life.

Cafe job at the ONYX, no car, studio apartment in the Ivar hills, starting out with only a cot, guitar, clock radio, bus pass, and my Rocket.

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