I've been attending Smoke Farm Lo-Fi Festival for years but I never had a clear idea of what to do there. Then I woke up Thursday morning as if from a dream and started writing phrases down which I thought could describe arbitrary delineations of space on the ground. I suspect Buster Simpson really got to me. I wasn't trying to provoke anyone but I didn't want to wait a year to go through the application process plus claiming the space on the sly guerrilla style seemed most appropriate to the idea of how real estate is an idea "agreed upon" by authoritarian decree, so I just did it. To wit: