Art imitates life - Tate Triennial 2009 piece apes twitter?

One of the first reactions I had reading about the Bob & Roberta Smith installation, Off Voice Fly Tip, at the Tate Triennial 2009 was that its form is that of a series of tweets.



According to Frieze (http://www.frieze.com/issue/review/tate_t/), the piece is updated every Friday with a new object, prompted by conversations between the artist and curator that week.

A bit like a 'what are you doing now' update with artistic merit.

I like when this happens. When a new social behaviour sufaces in an artistic field. It feels like a validation. The micro-broadcast - in online text, or art installation - of current personal experience seems to me one of the most significant changes in communication since the telephone.

Better hurry up and see it.

God, I hate hackers.

They make the internet feel like living in a dodgy tower block - as if just talking to a friend is a risky operation that requires you to double-lock your door and risk having your stuff nicked.

Anyway, trying to sort out a googlemail/gmail username prob (I think someone has managed to register louisehewitt@googlemail.com even though I own louise.hewitt@gmail.com - something that gmail say's can't happen) I came across a hack post.

http://cyberwarfaremag.wordpress.com/2008/11/24/hacking-passwords-from-google-mail-account-holders/

bleurgh!

I deliberately refuse to understand most of this, but it makes me worry about everything. About my mother's pension, about my children's birthday presents, about all the money I've squirrelled into the bank (which isn't much, so don't bother hacking in to get it).

Cowardly criminals are the biggest threat to free speech. Stand up and show your faces, like Butch Cassidy and The Sunshine Kids.

Bah.