syn·site

sin.sīt
noun, verb

1: CONVERGING. Any experience, exchange, environment, observation, object, or relationship of objects crystallized in a networked space — whether actual or virtual — distinguished by an equation of universal and specific inputs.

2: EXPANDING. A compounding reconfiguration of distilled fragments — fragments of selves, sites, and associations. It activates at the intersection of the specific and the abstract, the internal and external, the actual and the virtual, the organic and the synthetic. It is at once artwork and network, space and memory. Realized, it approximates a crystallized, collaborative consciousness. » Christine aspires to create a grand web-based SYN-SITE: a metaphorical Texas.

< ORIGIN > The SITE/NON-SITE theory of Robert Smithson, revisited in light of today's NETWORK AESTHETICS. < CAVEAT > FAULT LINES may fracture the crystallized consciousness.

1: CONVERGING. Any experience, exchange, environment, observation, object, or relationship of objects crystallized in a networked space — whether actual or virtual — distinguished by an equation of universal and specific inputs.

2: EXPANDING. A compounding reconfiguration of distilled fragments — fragments of selves, sites, and associations. It activates at the intersection of the specific and the abstract, the internal and external, the actual and the virtual, the organic and the synthetic. It is at once artwork and network, space and memory. Realized, it approximates a crystallized, collaborative consciousness. » Christine aspires to create a grand web-based SYN-SITE: a metaphorical Texas.

< ORIGIN > The SITE/NON-SITE theory of Robert Smithson, revisited in light of today's NETWORK AESTHETICS. < CAVEAT > FAULT LINES may fracture the crystallized consciousness.

SYN (along with, at the same time | from Greek SYN, with | ~SYNTHETIC) + SITE (N: point of event, occupied space, internet address; V: to place in position | from Latin SITUS, location, idleness, forgetfulness | ~WEBSITE ¬cite ¬sight), cf. SITE/NON-SITE (from Robert Smithson, A PROVISIONAL THEORY OF NONSITES, 1968)

“Glitch” is conjectured as finding its etymological roots in the Yiddish glitch (“slippery area”) or perhaps German glitschen (“to slip, slide”); it is this slip and slide that the glitch makes plausible, a swim in the liminal, a trans-formation, across selfdoms.

“Glitch” is conjectured as finding its etymological roots in the Yiddish glitch (“slippery area”) or perhaps German glitschen (“to slip, slide”); it is this slip and slide that the glitch makes plausible, a swim in the liminal, a trans-formation, across selfdoms.

“Glitch” is conjectured as finding its etymological roots in the Yiddish glitch (“slippery area”) or perhaps German glitschen (“to slip, slide”); it is this slip and slide that the glitch makes plausible, a swim in the liminal, a trans-formation, across selfdoms.

With this in mind, I propose the turning of a new radicality, coining the term “Glitch Feminism” to make use of here in these pages for the first time, by my hand, which on this journey has found its home both on the keys and between my legs, equally.
[...]
This glitch I speak of here calls for a breaking from the hegemony of a “structured system” infused with the pomp and circumstance of patriarchy, one that for all too long has marginalized female-identified bodies, and continues to offend our sensibilities by giving us only a piece of the pie and assuming our satisfaction. We want to claim for ourselves permanent seats at the table, an empowered means of demarcating space that can be possessed by us in entirety, a veritable “room of [our] own” that, despite the strides made via feminist political action, has yet to truly belong to us.

With this in mind, I propose the turning of a new radicality, coining the term “Glitch Feminism” to make use of here in these pages for the first time, by my hand, which on this journey has found its home both on the keys and between my legs, equally.
[...]
This glitch I speak of here calls for a breaking from the hegemony of a “structured system” infused with the pomp and circumstance of patriarchy, one that for all too long has marginalized female-identified bodies, and continues to offend our sensibilities by giving us only a piece of the pie and assuming our satisfaction. We want to claim for ourselves permanent seats at the table, an empowered means of demarcating space that can be possessed by us in entirety, a veritable “room of [our] own” that, despite the strides made via feminist political action, has yet to truly belong to us.

With this in mind, I propose the turning of a new radicality, coining the term “Glitch Feminism” to make use of here in these pages for the first time, by my hand, which on this journey has found its home both on the keys and between my legs, equally.
[...]
This glitch I speak of here calls for a breaking from the hegemony of a “structured system” infused with the pomp and circumstance of patriarchy, one that for all too long has marginalized female-identified bodies, and continues to offend our sensibilities by giving us only a piece of the pie and assuming our satisfaction. We want to claim for ourselves permanent seats at the table, an empowered means of demarcating space that can be possessed by us in entirety, a veritable “room of [our] own” that, despite the strides made via feminist political action, has yet to truly belong to us.

As bodies, we are an extended narrative, eternal in our geographies, imbued with unexpected fissures that cause us to re-present ourselves, and, in doing so, see ourselves again, in new lights and explorations. However capable we are of tectonic shifts, we remain, still, unmistakably continuous.

As bodies, we are an extended narrative, eternal in our geographies, imbued with unexpected fissures that cause us to re-present ourselves, and, in doing so, see ourselves again, in new lights and explorations. However capable we are of tectonic shifts, we remain, still, unmistakably continuous.

As bodies, we are an extended narrative, eternal in our geographies, imbued with unexpected fissures that cause us to re-present ourselves, and, in doing so, see ourselves again, in new lights and explorations. However capable we are of tectonic shifts, we remain, still, unmistakably continuous.