Accord­ing to the FluxNexus, Cecil Touchon’s Fluxus Institute’s Grad­u­ate Stud­ies Pro­gram infor­ma­tion is now avail­able online. It seems appro­pri­ate that I enlist in such a pro­gram hav­ing not quite com­pleted my Mas­ters study at East Car­olina Uni­ver­sity due to lack of inter­est on my part. Got rather tired of writ­ing my the­sis which involved research­ing the post-​WWII […]

Inter­na­tional Flux­hi­bi­tion #4 is online and might I say, Cecil Tou­chon has done quite an amaz­ing job. While a for­mal intro­duc­tion (shak­ing of hands and how-are-you?s) does not yet exist between us, the use of “Mr. Tou­chon” seems a bit for­mal here so I shall assume we are now on a first name basis. There’s a new Flux Case project and […]

Poo help me but it truly invig­o­rates me to dis­cuss Fluxus. I waited months for a FB con­ver­sa­tion to come around involv­ing more than how absolutely mar­velous life is, how great my grand­bal­loons are (truly they are) and “like” but­tons cre­at­ing a non-​conversation of approval. Not knock­ing the FB expe­ri­ence… ya’ll. Just say­ing, I wanted more. The days […]

Ver­ily I say unto you… any­one can join in an argu­ment of Fluxus Rel­a­tiv­ity. Therein lies the rub, the point, the pur­pose, of the Very Fluxus Which We Love. Agree with me not. Fluxus is a post-​World War II inter­na­tional phe­nom­e­non, a sort of anti-​movement that worked between the var­i­ous media, spawn­ing the term “inter­me­dia.” Under its broad umbrella […]

A ques­tion, posed by the Demon­stra­tive Fluxus Admin­is­tra­tor Cecil Tou­chon, answered thusly upon the Face­book Fluxus col­lec­tive: Flux is dis­tinct from Fluxus. Fluxus relates to an ongo­ing process. Flux relates and inflates, describes and con­tains a phys­i­cal body of work. It encom­passes math­e­mat­i­cal pos­si­bil­i­ties as well as a state of mind. The eter­nal quan­ti­fier with a legit­i­mate definition […]

Yes, chil­dren, gather ’round as the truth is related unto you. The Flux­Mu­seum takes time and patience to inhabit. Becom­ing recently acquainted in the spir­i­tual sense, lo’ I say, not yet in the phys­i­cal or astro­phys­i­cal, with Cecil Tou­chon — the amaz­ing and lit­eral exis­tence of life and lies. Flux. It is. I am. “I don’t know where he’s going, […]