My relentless and Termiminal Dadaddiction to Video Mail Art, today swamped and sunk by the merry maniac Till Eulenspiegel of the web, manifested in Vancouver-by-the-Void, shifting shiftily to Osaka, where I birthed Shimamoto and Cohen. Stamping out with rubber I opened an Eastern Front in New York (1984-86) with the same bitter results as experienced Mr. Hilter. Today I continue to lick my wounds and generate naughtiness in East Jakarta. Motto: 'When I hear the word "culture", I snap open my stamp pad'
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