<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37886213</id><updated>2009-10-17T07:43:19.923Z</updated><title type='text'>Journal</title><subtitle type='html'>September 2006 to Summer 2007 in the life of Joseph Lindley</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://placeformind.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://placeformind.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04106090032020258557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37886213.post-2780500150945306428</id><published>2007-07-12T18:25:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-07-12T18:30:11.962Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new site'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joesart.org'/><title type='text'>The End, It has Come!</title><content type='html'>Having served its academic purpose, and been fun in the meantime, I have now decided to kill off this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://joesart.org"&gt;My new Journal is kept at &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;joesart.org&lt;/span&gt; along with loads of other things and bobs.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps Because of not understanding my new blog system properly, I deleted &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; of the tags on this one, on well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37886213-2780500150945306428?l=placeformind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/2780500150945306428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/2780500150945306428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://placeformind.blogspot.com/2007/07/end-it-has-come.html' title='The End, It has Come!'/><author><name>Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04106090032020258557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04131911337298358946'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37886213.post-8495967100561974561</id><published>2007-06-11T12:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-07T02:20:59.056Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Wikipedia Photobombing Entry</title><content type='html'>There's now an entry on &lt;a href="http://www.wikipedia.org/"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt; telling us what my &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Photobombing"&gt;photobombing&lt;/a&gt; project is about. I wonder if I should augment it with some information about me. I guess not. At least not until its "notable".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37886213-8495967100561974561?l=placeformind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/8495967100561974561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/8495967100561974561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://placeformind.blogspot.com/2007/06/wikipedia-photobombing-entry.html' title='Wikipedia Photobombing Entry'/><author><name>Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04106090032020258557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04131911337298358946'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37886213.post-6399250709108304178</id><published>2007-05-22T10:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-07T02:20:59.066Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Speaking of quotes</title><content type='html'>Another Chaos quote.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I accept chaos. I am not sure whether it accepts me. I know some people are terrified of the bomb. But then some people are terrified to be seen carrying a modern screen magazine. Experience teaches us that silence terrifies people the most."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bob Dylan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37886213-6399250709108304178?l=placeformind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/6399250709108304178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/6399250709108304178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://placeformind.blogspot.com/2007/05/speaking-of-quotes.html' title='Speaking of quotes'/><author><name>Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04106090032020258557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04131911337298358946'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37886213.post-2128229026951387576</id><published>2007-05-21T22:04:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-07-07T02:20:59.069Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Seminal... I think...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The posh girl's daughter died of dyslexia."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caiti Berry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37886213-2128229026951387576?l=placeformind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/2128229026951387576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/2128229026951387576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://placeformind.blogspot.com/2007/05/seminal-i-think.html' title='Seminal... I think...?'/><author><name>Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04106090032020258557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04131911337298358946'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37886213.post-7089348637387889984</id><published>2007-05-18T15:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-07T02:20:59.077Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Photobombing</title><content type='html'>Well after writing my ambition to do a photography project, using my images from my 12 month photo diary. I've set up all the technical side of it; see &lt;a href="http://photobombing.com"&gt;http://photobombing.com&lt;/a&gt;. Now I just need to do it, do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37886213-7089348637387889984?l=placeformind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/7089348637387889984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/7089348637387889984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://placeformind.blogspot.com/2007/05/photobombing.html' title='Photobombing'/><author><name>Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04106090032020258557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04131911337298358946'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37886213.post-8400611081267938464</id><published>2007-05-18T10:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-07T02:20:59.080Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Academia so far, seems ok</title><content type='html'>Well, I handed in my journal. I finished my projects and exhibition piece, we did the show. All good, good fun and productive in work terms too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a poor presentation for my assessment of this year, but hopefully I'll make up in other areas. But possibly I'll be let down in other areas. Anyway, year 1 - it all could be worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of my exhibition was a display of about 950 photographs, making up a photo diary of the last 12 months of my life. During the process of taking them down (much more fun than sticking them up, 4 bits of blue tack per photo is 950 * 4 little pieces of blue tack) I was thinking about what to do with the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided that I will start another photography project, I'm going to attach my photos to public places with blue tack. Each one will be tagged with a sticker, that links to a website detailing the project. I'm also going to try and photograph the situations in which I put the prints and also try and photograph whoever takes the photo from its situation. I think I'll call it photobombing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also - must make an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Eastenders&lt;/span&gt; style soap, but in a documentary style. Perfect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37886213-8400611081267938464?l=placeformind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/8400611081267938464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/8400611081267938464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://placeformind.blogspot.com/2007/05/academia-so-far-seems-ok.html' title='Academia so far, seems ok'/><author><name>Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04106090032020258557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04131911337298358946'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37886213.post-3592627740609765305</id><published>2007-05-03T09:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-07T02:20:59.082Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Twiimendous</title><content type='html'>Discovered the potential power of a Wii remote and I've decided to use it for my University show, it will form the "button" part of my audio installation. In order to record a snippet of audio, you will have to make a gesture with the remote - assuming my programming skills are up to the task.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37886213-3592627740609765305?l=placeformind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/3592627740609765305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/3592627740609765305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://placeformind.blogspot.com/2007/05/twiimendous.html' title='Twiimendous'/><author><name>Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04106090032020258557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04131911337298358946'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37886213.post-7356444316023867853</id><published>2007-04-25T14:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-07T02:20:59.085Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Legal Fish</title><content type='html'>Just came across an interesting article, relevant to anyone who downloads unofficial MP3s (or those that download offical ones, for that matter).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://yro.slashdot.org/article.pl?sid=07/03/30/1849206"&gt;http://yro.slashdot.org/article.pl?sid=07/03/30/1849206&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37886213-7356444316023867853?l=placeformind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/7356444316023867853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/7356444316023867853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://placeformind.blogspot.com/2007/04/legal-fish.html' title='Legal Fish'/><author><name>Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04106090032020258557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04131911337298358946'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37886213.post-3763093359165752643</id><published>2007-04-24T14:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:13:01.094Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Heroes is Back</title><content type='html'>A couple of months ago, my friend gave me a disk with the first 18 episodes of a US tv series, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heroes&lt;/span&gt;. I got addicted immediately, and lost two days of my life to constant watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after the mid-season break its back, and I just watched the new episode - marvlous. I don't think its &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; good, in a critical sense, but the enjoyment I get from the act of being addicted is simply fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/Ri4V2wnK_UI/AAAAAAAACjs/mysNo4jTwdk/s1600-h/freecycle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/Ri4V2wnK_UI/AAAAAAAACjs/mysNo4jTwdk/s320/freecycle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057003462089964866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Also, I've started freecycling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37886213-3763093359165752643?l=placeformind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/3763093359165752643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/3763093359165752643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://placeformind.blogspot.com/2007/04/heroes-is-back.html' title='Heroes is Back'/><author><name>Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04106090032020258557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04131911337298358946'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/Ri4V2wnK_UI/AAAAAAAACjs/mysNo4jTwdk/s72-c/freecycle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37886213.post-1027179567217550631</id><published>2007-04-23T11:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-07T02:20:59.090Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Reflections on This &amp; Bibliography</title><content type='html'>I slept for a pittyful hour or so this morning, with birds tweeting and the light endlessly seeping into my room. I wasn't working, rather my head was looping various thoughts, some about WikiPedia - I spent a lot of time reading it yesterday - and also Nena's 99 Red Balloons came back to haunt me again. So I'm not the freshest daisy today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the day to hand in my journal. This, I think, will be the last entry for the adjuged 1st year journal. I thought it maybe useful to reflect on how I've developed through writing it. Also I want to state its omissions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that I'll continue to write this journal, writing has proved to be a valuable thinking tool as well as delivering gratification simply to try and articulate my thoughts. Writing is something I used to hate, but the older I get the more enticed I am by the beauty of it. Also, as I'm slowly becoming desolved into a world dominated by Google and the Blogosphere, I should make a stand. Take the fight to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incidental- I asked one of the IT guys in Chatham if there would be any mice lying around, for me to dismantle, for my Autotalk button. He's a nice guy, we ended up chatting about &lt;a href="http://www.freecycle.org/"&gt;Freecycle (http://www.freecycle.org/)&lt;/a&gt; - just another facet of the dawn of Web 2.0 and the internet's constancy of innovation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if its evident, but I certainly feel like my writing has progressed through the practice I've had here. Maybe it's just a confidence thing, either way, a good feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incidental 2- For Autotalk, paint the floor black and invite the audience to write something down if they'd prefer that to leaving a recording of their voice? Maybe getting too wishy-washy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried to be referential to other artists, as I believe that's an area where I generally falls down, in terms of being assessed for University, but I still don't think I've fixed the problem. I guess its because I've only been exposed to the art world (and actually looked at it, in anything other than a casual sense) since September last year and the majority of the time I've been relatively self-obsessed. Mainly looking at other artists' work as it relates to my own progress. Also I harbour a strong belief that if I like something, for no particular reason, there is no need to spoil it by over-analysis and being overly critical. Or indeed critical at all. So maybe that will be a weak spot of my journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; I haven't done "to specification" is reviews. I have written only two reviews, I think, as a result of sitting down after having come to the decision to write a review. I do, however, have significant other &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;review-type-text&lt;/span&gt; that hopefully will fill the void, if it can be distinguishsed from general musings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly; a bibliography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one text that I'll mention (again) is Brian Eno's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Year with Swollen Appendicies&lt;/span&gt;. I don't think I've used any material directly from it, but as I previously stated it has been a useful tool for generating confidence and, to an extent, has probabl been the largest influence on my style of writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise I haven't looked at any literature to find out about things or gather inspiration. As you may have correctly presumed, WikiPedia is generally my first port of call regarding pretty much anything (particularly anything that, should be, factual). If WikiPedia itself doesn't satisfy my curiosity I would then revert to traditional web searching using Google (althought depending on the subject this is sometimes my starting point). To catalog my browsing throughout the writing of this journal would result in a list of thousands of unconnected websites, and not really mean anything useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incidental 3- my good friend David, from my hometown/school classes is having an interview for Interactive Arts today. It would be so good to do some collaborative work, were he to get on.&lt;br /&gt;Other sources are the television and the Guardian. I've never previously got into reading a news paper (apart from the Metro, but does that count?), but with a little practice I've learnt my way around this particular one and enjoyed reading it a lot, as well as doing the "quick" crossword whenever I can - normally being shamed by my wiki-saboteur friend Matthew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast time now I think, then after David's interview I can go home, relax and catch up on yesterday's missed sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37886213-1027179567217550631?l=placeformind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/1027179567217550631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/1027179567217550631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://placeformind.blogspot.com/2007/04/reflections-on-this.html' title='Reflections on This &amp; Bibliography'/><author><name>Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04106090032020258557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04131911337298358946'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37886213.post-5731765806833630215</id><published>2007-04-22T17:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-07T02:20:59.093Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Conservapedia</title><content type='html'>Created to combat the, alledgedly, anti-USA and anti-Christian WikiPedia, Conservapedia.com has this about Dinosaurs;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Dinosaurs were created on day 6 of the creation week approximately 6,000 years ago, along with other land animals, and therefore co-existed with humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Oh dear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37886213-5731765806833630215?l=placeformind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/5731765806833630215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/5731765806833630215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://placeformind.blogspot.com/2007/04/conservapedia.html' title='Conservapedia'/><author><name>Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04106090032020258557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04131911337298358946'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37886213.post-127058762136311394</id><published>2007-04-22T14:59:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:13:01.238Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>How time comes together</title><content type='html'>I like the concept of time, and every piece of work I do has lots of dependency on time. Music and photography in particular. I also like its fluid-ness, and the immense value of looking back at things with retrospect. I suppose that's why I decided to try and do a project based on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, at least, my time exploits haven't come to anything tangible. I tried to suggest that some of the images I presented at my half year review had their artistic basis in representing a moment of time, but its more true that that was retrospective thinking after each image had been captured. As an aside, I really like thinking of taking photographs as, in a literal sense, actually capturing the beams of light that are creating whatever it is I'm photographing. Maybe its the hunter gatherer in me coming out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do however, have several on-going pieces of work that are spawned directly from my time project. Its ironic that they're taking me more time to complete as I initially guessed they would or maybe I am simply still suffering from procrastination-fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RivTLQnK_TI/AAAAAAAACjk/vc0KYmegu4E/s1600-h/DSC_6083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RivTLQnK_TI/AAAAAAAACjk/vc0KYmegu4E/s320/DSC_6083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056367197044800818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Fresh Air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I think this moth had just emerged from a cacoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37886213-127058762136311394?l=placeformind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/127058762136311394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/127058762136311394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://placeformind.blogspot.com/2007/04/how-time-comes-together.html' title='How time comes together'/><author><name>Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04106090032020258557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04131911337298358946'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RivTLQnK_TI/AAAAAAAACjk/vc0KYmegu4E/s72-c/DSC_6083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37886213.post-274831897617331104</id><published>2007-04-20T23:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:13:01.700Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Sensible, sensible</title><content type='html'>I subscribed to Artists News today. What a sensible thing to do! Immediately I'm inspired and encouraged about the wealth of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emailing a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Saltaire&lt;/span&gt; based gallery about a photography exhibition and there's an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;intriguing&lt;/span&gt; commission for a public space in Coventry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Innovative, exciting and experiential, it should engage with both adult and family visitors. The piece must also evolve during the exhibiting period either&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;through audience participation or as phases.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I figure my audio installation for the end of year show would fit in with this perfectly, so I'm going to try and follow this up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RiolywnK_RI/AAAAAAAACjU/rfnFDPALhJY/s1600-h/max3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RiolywnK_RI/AAAAAAAACjU/rfnFDPALhJY/s320/max3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055895085649689874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Autotalk Patch, at present.&lt;/span&gt; This is a shot of the "finished" Max/Msp program for my Autotalk installation, for the end of year show. Getting pretty complex!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37886213-274831897617331104?l=placeformind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/274831897617331104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/274831897617331104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://placeformind.blogspot.com/2007/04/sensible-sensible.html' title='Sensible, sensible'/><author><name>Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04106090032020258557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04131911337298358946'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RiolywnK_RI/AAAAAAAACjU/rfnFDPALhJY/s72-c/max3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37886213.post-7598347773508571066</id><published>2007-04-19T10:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:13:02.025Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Thoughts from a year ago</title><content type='html'>About this time last year I was feverishly trying to put together a portfolio (from nothing, diddly-squat) to get me through my interview for Interactive Arts. The ideas that I eventually presented to Tony, all stemmed from the writing on these envelopes. I'd forgotten most of them, I should really pursue them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RidDnwnK-8I/AAAAAAAACgs/VdYyTYxDR-o/s1600-h/DSC_0910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RidDnwnK-8I/AAAAAAAACgs/VdYyTYxDR-o/s320/DSC_0910.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055083457089829826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of my favourites, comes from the concept of attaching a bucket of paint to all the taxi's in the city. Each with a hole in the bottom, slowing leaking paint, and eventually tracking where all the taxi's go. Hopefully creating something aesthetically pleasing to look at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not possible I know, but maybe using GPS, similarly to how Adele Prince worked in Nottingham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RidEnQnK-9I/AAAAAAAACg0/ROIda5ClZpY/s1600-h/DSC_0911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RidEnQnK-9I/AAAAAAAACg0/ROIda5ClZpY/s320/DSC_0911.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055084548011523026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its also really nice looking at these and seeing how my thinking has developed vastly in the last year. Although, importantly, I'm very aware that my referencing to other artists, and indeed knowledge of other artists could do with improvement. I hope during the networking activities that I'm going to undertake next year will help improve this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37886213-7598347773508571066?l=placeformind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/7598347773508571066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/7598347773508571066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://placeformind.blogspot.com/2007/04/thoughts-from-year-ago.html' title='Thoughts from a year ago'/><author><name>Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04106090032020258557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04131911337298358946'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RidDnwnK-8I/AAAAAAAACgs/VdYyTYxDR-o/s72-c/DSC_0910.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37886213.post-368306590904654921</id><published>2007-04-18T21:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:13:03.154Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Singing Ringing Tree</title><content type='html'>I visited Tonkin Liu's "Singing Ringing Tree" - which shares its name with a 60s children's TV programme - near Burnley in Lancashire. Its supposedly an architectural kind of installation.... thing. I'm trying to write in a frustrated manner; because I often get tempered by coating simple works with layers of meaning and complexity that are beyond their worth. I don't want to just sound anti. I really love the Tree, its one of the coolest pieces of art that I've seen in a while, and I think this is how art should be done. But I would really love it if things could just be appreciated for what they are rather than smearing wonderful things with a veneer that (in me at least) encourages suspicion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RiaKP6BTsFI/AAAAAAAACfw/T8S3zxtpcAc/s1600-h/DSC_3733.NEF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RiaKP6BTsFI/AAAAAAAACfw/T8S3zxtpcAc/s320/DSC_3733.NEF.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054879637647372370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can you feel the noise? &lt;/span&gt;When I visited the tree (in February) it was blowing a gale, and despite having a spattering of beautiful sunlight, was desolate. I think it added to my experience though, despite limiting it to a few fleeting minutes before I lost the use of my fingers. There are some wind turbines in the valley behind the tree in this picture. Its an interesting contrast, the use of the wind to enthral and inspire in the Singing Ringing Tree and capturing its power for industry and commercial use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The tree's party piece, is the noise that is created by the wind blowing through the tubes. Aesthetically, of course, it looks both "cool as fuck" and carries much beauty - in my mind at least. But its the haunting noise, coupled with the location high on a moor in Lancashire, that really evokes strong feelings in me and made me feel affected by the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from writing from a critical point of view, I'm really interested in work, that like this, is in a public place and for anyone to enjoy. I should think of things I could do in this manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RiaMs6BTsGI/AAAAAAAACf4/x1K101v3Hl8/s1600-h/DSC_3730.NEF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RiaMs6BTsGI/AAAAAAAACf4/x1K101v3Hl8/s320/DSC_3730.NEF.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054882334886834274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Casts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;It never crossed my mind until just now, but could these be guns? I've probably been thinking about it too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RiaN9qBTsHI/AAAAAAAACgA/3nA9NAOVNfQ/s1600-h/DSC_3758.NEF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RiaN9qBTsHI/AAAAAAAACgA/3nA9NAOVNfQ/s320/DSC_3758.NEF.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054883722161270898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Artistic Landscape. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With these two pictures I kind of see the links to architecture more. Imagine a block of flats built such as above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RiaO_KBTsII/AAAAAAAACgI/FpT3yp6RYZY/s1600-h/DSC_3754.NEF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RiaO_KBTsII/AAAAAAAACgI/FpT3yp6RYZY/s320/DSC_3754.NEF.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054884847442702466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Run from the Wind. &lt;/span&gt;It was cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37886213-368306590904654921?l=placeformind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/368306590904654921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/368306590904654921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://placeformind.blogspot.com/2007/04/singing-ringing-tree.html' title='Singing Ringing Tree'/><author><name>Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04106090032020258557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04131911337298358946'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RiaKP6BTsFI/AAAAAAAACfw/T8S3zxtpcAc/s72-c/DSC_3733.NEF.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37886213.post-8228590724682394567</id><published>2007-04-17T14:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-07T02:20:59.108Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Button Action (required)</title><content type='html'>I spoke to Daniel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Staincliffe&lt;/span&gt; again, in a chance encounter in the studio at University. It turns out he's probably saved me some time, we're both trying to figure out the best way of having "a button" attached to a computer, in its most literal sense. One of my plans was to dismember a computer keyboard and try to harness the power of just one of the buttons - but Dan has tried this approach already and it is plagued with problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suggested (another of my plans) maybe doing exactly the same but with a mouse instead, its much simpler inside and only has two buttons in the first place rather than 102 on a keyboard. He just said "Why didn't I think of that?" so hopefully it is going to turn out to be a good (working) idea. Fingers crossed, because if it doesn't work I'm going to be a bit stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Action required, by me, to test it out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37886213-8228590724682394567?l=placeformind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/8228590724682394567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/8228590724682394567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://placeformind.blogspot.com/2007/04/button-action.html' title='Button Action (required)'/><author><name>Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04106090032020258557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04131911337298358946'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37886213.post-7867900180557013248</id><published>2007-04-16T16:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:13:03.888Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Showing Off</title><content type='html'>Despite having the first obstacle of handing in my journal in a few days, my head is filled with ideas and mulling over exactly what I'm going to do for my end of year show. I've definitely put my eggs in the Max/Msp audio installation basket, but I really want to represent my other activities from throughout the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RiojJwnK_PI/AAAAAAAACjE/xT6itDUkAVk/s1600-h/max1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RiojJwnK_PI/AAAAAAAACjE/xT6itDUkAVk/s320/max1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055892182251797746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Autotalk installation, Max/MSP program so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ideally I would like a whole room to myself, with large speakers strategically positioned for my audio installation. Then I would pepper the walls and any other surfaces with printed photographs taken throughout the year but with gaps in the photos to project video work in. Over and above that I do have some interactive audio and video things that I'd love to make publicly accessible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having accepted that I don't have the time, space or funds to do that I've decided to explore the possibility of making a photograph trail from the foyer of my University building up to the studio and exhibition area. Arranged in chronological order it would very simply recount the last year of my life through &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all &lt;/span&gt;(that's several thousand) the photos I've taken. It would link really nicely with my Time video piece, which uses all the photos taken from when I started University to the Winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to check out how they could be attached to the building, if I would be allowed, how much all the prints would cost. &lt;span style=""&gt;Et cetera&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RiZu2qBTsEI/AAAAAAAACfo/DdBjFhxYdMw/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RiZu2qBTsEI/AAAAAAAACfo/DdBjFhxYdMw/s320/collage2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054849517041725506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things since the end of 2006. &lt;/span&gt;Self-described.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37886213-7867900180557013248?l=placeformind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/7867900180557013248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/7867900180557013248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://placeformind.blogspot.com/2007/04/showing-off.html' title='Showing Off'/><author><name>Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04106090032020258557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04131911337298358946'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RiojJwnK_PI/AAAAAAAACjE/xT6itDUkAVk/s72-c/max1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37886213.post-8584115851353900035</id><published>2007-04-15T16:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-07T02:20:59.114Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Bringing anarchy to a Wiki</title><content type='html'>A Wiki, is a website that allows its users to add, edit, delete or change its own content. &lt;a href="http://www.wikipedia.org/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;WikiPedia&lt;/span&gt; (http://www.wikipedia.org/)&lt;/a&gt; is a free encyclopedia that functions in just this manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Matthew spent some time earlier this year deliberately trying to sabotage &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;WikiPedia&lt;/span&gt;. I think it came about out of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;boredom&lt;/span&gt;, and mainly focused on changing entries subtly so they included a reference to goats. For instance doctoring the page about US president George Bush so the first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sentance&lt;/span&gt; read; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;George Walker Bush (born July 6, 1946) is the 43rd and current U.S. President, serving from January 20, 2001 and he is not a goat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;All of Matthew's edits were reversed, usually within minutes, sometimes seconds and occasionally taking a little longer. So the system works. Matt (and my) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;IP&lt;/span&gt; address (the thing that uniquely identifies computers on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt;) was relatively quickly banned from making edits for a week. Apparently there are actually many people that spend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;incongruous&lt;/span&gt; amounts of time editing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;WikiPedia&lt;/span&gt;, and indeed have become &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;addicted&lt;/span&gt; to it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Bizarre&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially I thought maybe doing the same as Matthew could &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;constitute&lt;/span&gt; as a work of art somehow, but then remembered that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;WikiPedia&lt;/span&gt; is invaluable to me as a research tool and is one of the few resources that out-and-out trust what it says. This comes down to the ethos of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;WikiPedia&lt;/span&gt; editors and its rules and regulations, two of which are;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Neutral Point of View: All &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt; articles and other encyclopedic content must be written from a neutral point of view (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;NPOV&lt;/span&gt;), representing fairly and without bias all significant views that have been published by reliable sources&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Attribution: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt; is an encyclopedia, not a publisher of original thought. The threshold for inclusion in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt; is whether material is attributable to a reliable published source, not whether it is true. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt; is not the place to publish your opinions, experiences, or arguments&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Much as these rules create a brilliant resource, they (purposefully) prevent people from using &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;WikiPedia&lt;/span&gt; as a forum for original thought or self-promotion and it is enforced strictly. Again, I agree with this whole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;heatedly&lt;/span&gt;, but can't help but think its not fair that all the successful artists, musicians and writers are on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;WikiPedia&lt;/span&gt; and may derive promotional value from that. Whereas anyone unknown or aspirational can't get onto the resource, because nobody knows who they are and nothing is published elsewhere about them. Catch 22.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I created a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;WikiPedia&lt;/span&gt; page about my Dad, to see if his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;credentials&lt;/span&gt; were enough to allow his page to be left on and not deleted. So far this has worked http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Richard_lindley has been live on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;WikiPedia&lt;/span&gt; for a few weeks now, despite containing a warning that "this article lacks information on the notability (importance) of the subject matter". So not perfect. I could probably put something on the page that would give it some kind of importance, though I'm not entirely sure what. I should put he is father to aspirational artist Joseph, which would maybe get my foot in the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across a kind of paradox that will, potentially, allow me to achieve my desire of having my own &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;WikiPedia&lt;/span&gt; entry. I guess the reason I want this is that is feels like a sign that I would have arrived as an artist, if the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;WikiPedia&lt;/span&gt; editors think that I have the required notability. How it would work, is that I systematically sabotage &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;WikiPedia&lt;/span&gt;, but work to a rationale. Realistically I think it would have to involve an aspect of networking too, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;for instance&lt;/span&gt; getting multiple other people to help me as the task is too big for one. Otherwise I could write a computer program to do it. If I can get around the constant re-editing by the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;WikiPedia&lt;/span&gt; monitors, and alter something &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;sufficiently&lt;/span&gt; thought-provoking or controversial, enough times and involve enough people; ultimately I could evoke so much interest that I could then get media coverage (even if it is local) or better some sort of comment from a critic. This in turn should constitute relevance and notability enough that my page on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;WikiPedia&lt;/span&gt; would be allowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may seem a bit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;ridiculous&lt;/span&gt;, with that long explanation, but I really think it would work and if its done in the right way it could actually have artistic merit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37886213-8584115851353900035?l=placeformind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/8584115851353900035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/8584115851353900035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://placeformind.blogspot.com/2007/04/bringing-anarchy-to-wiki.html' title='Bringing anarchy to a Wiki'/><author><name>Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04106090032020258557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04131911337298358946'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37886213.post-4389736859317187583</id><published>2007-04-10T11:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-07T02:20:59.118Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Picasa excellence and picasa annoyance</title><content type='html'>I've been using Google's image organisation and editing software for a few months now, and I must say its largely made my life much easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, however, my Picasa library just got deleted. This means I now have to load in my 20-odd-thousand photos again, and I've lost various albums I've put together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I guess I should try and utilise having a "fresh" look at my pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37886213-4389736859317187583?l=placeformind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/4389736859317187583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/4389736859317187583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://placeformind.blogspot.com/2007/04/picasa-excellence-and-picasa-annoyance.html' title='Picasa excellence and picasa annoyance'/><author><name>Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04106090032020258557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04131911337298358946'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37886213.post-5159902605549753116</id><published>2007-04-10T08:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-07T02:20:59.121Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Cornerhouse Copy Cats</title><content type='html'>On reading the Cornerhouse's website, I've discovered that they're just commencing with a project entitled &lt;a href="http://www.bitmapping.com/"&gt;Bitmapping (see http://www.bitmapping.com/)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea basically comes down to a game of consequences, but rather than using words images will be used. And rather than using paper, mobile phones (and their attached cameras) will be used. The whole thing will go on for about 3 months, and as each picture is sent it will be printed and displayed in the Cornerhouse Cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However it's also rather frustrating for me that I came up with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;precisely&lt;/span&gt; the same concept&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;I guess that, if nothing else, it at least means I'm thinking along the right lines!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37886213-5159902605549753116?l=placeformind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/5159902605549753116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/5159902605549753116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://placeformind.blogspot.com/2007/04/cornerhouse-copy-cats.html' title='Cornerhouse Copy Cats'/><author><name>Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04106090032020258557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04131911337298358946'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37886213.post-7034330438567105243</id><published>2007-04-07T19:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:13:04.312Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Rewritten Why's Alive</title><content type='html'>I was quite disappointed at my poetic efforts with writing about "To ask why is to live".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a rewritten, and still rather dark version, but I'm happier with it. I really like thie ending passage;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Battlefields and pavements are playgrounds&lt;br /&gt;Middle men and junkies doss like&lt;br /&gt;Doll&lt;br /&gt;Why are they, they?&lt;br /&gt;What makes their folly?&lt;br /&gt;Whats the point?&lt;br /&gt;Where's the sign?&lt;br /&gt;What's my name?&lt;br /&gt;Why's today?&lt;br /&gt;Why is alive&lt;br /&gt;To ask why is to live&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is the whole thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RidLxAnK_EI/AAAAAAAAChs/NTvP8S3IcRE/s1600-h/DSC_0932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RidLxAnK_EI/AAAAAAAAChs/NTvP8S3IcRE/s320/DSC_0932.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055092412096642114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37886213-7034330438567105243?l=placeformind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/7034330438567105243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/7034330438567105243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://placeformind.blogspot.com/2007/04/rewritten-whys-alive.html' title='Rewritten Why&apos;s Alive'/><author><name>Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04106090032020258557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04131911337298358946'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RidLxAnK_EI/AAAAAAAAChs/NTvP8S3IcRE/s72-c/DSC_0932.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37886213.post-954321080107986668</id><published>2007-04-02T10:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:13:05.254Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Inkling for Recording</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I've got a deadline, of September, to complete a professional-sounding recording of an album's worth of my musical material. I had the same deadline last summer, but missed it, so I can't really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; do it and come away feeling un-aggrieved. So I'm gonna do it. So far this year I've hardly spent any time with my music, mainly focusing on more University-aimed work. But I have the Inkling. And I'm sure its gonna be good, so I'm looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RidJvgnK_DI/AAAAAAAAChk/Ub609JHWZGU/s1600-h/DSC_0923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RidJvgnK_DI/AAAAAAAAChk/Ub609JHWZGU/s320/DSC_0923.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055090187303582770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Nice Swiss Writing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. Note from Leo, the guy who runs the record label who are going to put out my album. He's a lovely guy, and I think his handwriting is cool. Also I like the style of putting "Best, Leo" at the end of an email or letter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to try and get a Variax guitar, which is a clever "modelling" guitar, hopefully giving me an expensive sound for not very much money. We'll see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Listened to Hot Chip's second album, The Warning, for the first time properly. Its cool. Not quite as much character in parts, as with the first album,  but it makes up for it with ingenuity in other ways. Really cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RiaW2aBTsKI/AAAAAAAACgU/RMAXGbMeaLQ/s1600-h/DSC_1719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RiaW2aBTsKI/AAAAAAAACgU/RMAXGbMeaLQ/s320/DSC_1719.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054893493211869346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Hi-Fi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Play Station 2 based karaoke. Really good fun. This photo probably needs some audio accompaniment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:1341/bfdafcdb6f6b88ab0a733c5fedd41610/image5585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://localhost:1341/bfdafcdb6f6b88ab0a733c5fedd41610/image5585.jpg?size=320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37886213-954321080107986668?l=placeformind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/954321080107986668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/954321080107986668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://placeformind.blogspot.com/2007/04/inkling-for-recording.html' title='Inkling for Recording'/><author><name>Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04106090032020258557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04131911337298358946'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RidJvgnK_DI/AAAAAAAAChk/Ub609JHWZGU/s72-c/DSC_0923.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37886213.post-2355312949272501980</id><published>2007-03-31T17:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:13:05.633Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Lemurs &amp; Genius</title><content type='html'>I've written about the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jazz mutant&lt;/span&gt; Lemur a couple of times in previous posts, its an interactive control system for computers. Discussing it on a chairlift in France with my brother, he said he'd email me a link to a control system he'd seen. Similar to a sequence in the film &lt;a href="http://www.google.co.uk/url?sa=t&amp;ct=res&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;cd=1&amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.imdb.com%2Ftitle%2Ftt0181689%2F&amp;amp;ei=8mYmRtHzHYug0wTh3IDZBQ&amp;usg=__lHVQAXXPiX08ZyswM8wy6wGGFNA=&amp;amp;sig2=QyuJr9GR5NGd-zuV6Eealg"&gt;"Minority Report"&lt;/a&gt; with Tom Cruise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a system where you fully interact with a screen, using gestures (even body movements) to control a computer that then shows the result on the screen. It really can't be described properly, but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;suggest&lt;/span&gt; you take a look at the video which is online here; &lt;a href="http://multi-touchscreen.com/perceptive-pixel-jeff-han.html"&gt;http://multi-touchscreen.com/perceptive-pixel-jeff-han.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing about it is that the whole system was put together by a boffin and "about a ton" of hardware in his bedroom. Anything is possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RiZoj6BTsDI/AAAAAAAACfg/5VYL9p9q89A/s1600-h/DSC_0913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RiZoj6BTsDI/AAAAAAAACfg/5VYL9p9q89A/s320/DSC_0913.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054842597849411634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Space Invasion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;I found this rather unique key in my old house. I've always wondered if it was  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" &gt;brought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt; to earth by an alien race invading our planet. Maybe.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37886213-2355312949272501980?l=placeformind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/2355312949272501980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/2355312949272501980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://placeformind.blogspot.com/2007/04/lemurs-genius.html' title='Lemurs &amp; Genius'/><author><name>Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04106090032020258557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04131911337298358946'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RiZoj6BTsDI/AAAAAAAACfg/5VYL9p9q89A/s72-c/DSC_0913.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37886213.post-1433617182173040505</id><published>2007-03-29T18:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:13:06.857Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>The End is Nigh</title><content type='html'>It feels to me as if something is coming close to an end. I can't quite figure out what it is, is it the impending hand-in date for this journal? Or is it the now ever-constant coverage of global warming that's getting me down? Or could it be the ever-dwindling student loan in my bank account combined with a scarily low number of days before the end of my University year. It all seems to have just sneaked into my consciousness without much prior warning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RiZPx6BTr-I/AAAAAAAACe4/4W0tXWDuzCM/s1600-h/DSC_5601+guiar+burn+raw+edits.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RiZPx6BTr-I/AAAAAAAACe4/4W0tXWDuzCM/s320/DSC_5601+guiar+burn+raw+edits.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054815350576885730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ending&lt;/span&gt;. Owned by my friend &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/fredbaker"&gt;Fred&lt;/a&gt; it is memories of this guitar that are my first memories of any guitar. It seems to have been around for ever and I'm sure has inspired many; well at least me and Fred. This is a ritual burning of it, after it was rendered useless by a short drunken Scottish man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently on a skiing trip in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Vallandry&lt;/span&gt;, a small alpine village near &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Albertville&lt;/span&gt; in southern France. I've been here a few times before, but not for 3 or 4 years. Nothing has changed though, except here there is, too, a new-found awareness of global warming issues.  The risk of the skiing trade disappearing has just jumped from nothing, to everything (in the property investors minds, anyway).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climate change is a serious issue, but as it is patently clear; we've created a big problem. We now have to tackle the problem with gusto - I can't think how better to put it! Believe it or not, when I phoned up my school friend Lindsay when I was 13, really distressed about the fact the world was "going to fuck up" imminently, I reflected (at the time) that I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;overreacting&lt;/span&gt;. I guess I wasn't really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RiZS4KBTr_I/AAAAAAAACfA/hRmFfCdQa0w/s1600-h/DSC_4207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RiZS4KBTr_I/AAAAAAAACfA/hRmFfCdQa0w/s320/DSC_4207.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054818756485951474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unforgiving Mountain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read in a newspaper that British Airways looses 23 bags out of each 1000 they load on to a plane - the worst in Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RiZUu6BTsAI/AAAAAAAACfI/mlBb37kyyew/s1600-h/DSC_5113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RiZUu6BTsAI/AAAAAAAACfI/mlBb37kyyew/s320/DSC_5113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054820796595417090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Compliance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;After jumping through hoops, doing obstacle courses, burning enough fuel to power the city for a day and a financial outlay equal to a small country's national debt; I finally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; my valid UK passport. It was ordained with this insightful label.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on holiday with my immediate family - a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; present to to us all from my Dad - and also with my auntie, uncle and two of their friends. Its quite a giggle and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; a stark contrast to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;cleshay&lt;/span&gt;-ridden and wholly student-like existence. Without going into too much detail describing my friends and family's background; being on holiday with such a concentration of knowledge and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;intellect&lt;/span&gt;, that is rooted in such different methods and concepts to that of my peer group, is very uplifting. Inspirational in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night a conversation arose about sudoku, it turns out my auntie is an avid player, while my uncle doesn't really play at all. I'm quite a fan of sudoku, despite the huge amount of time it takes me to complete even an easy grid. Its a real art form. Apparently, this is the number of combinations you could have for a 9*9 sudoku grid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Six &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sextillion&lt;/span&gt;, six hundred and seventy quintillion,&lt;br /&gt;nine hundred and three quadrillion,&lt;br /&gt;seven hundred and fifty two trillion,&lt;br /&gt;twenty one billion, seventy two million,&lt;br /&gt;nine hundred and thirty six thousand,&lt;br /&gt;nine hundred and sixty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; one of those things where the actual number &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; matter. You just know; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also read an amazing article in the New Scientist last night (New &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Scientist&lt;/span&gt; makes excellent holiday reading, although I forgot this week and had to borrow my brother's copy!) that talked about number patterns just like sudoku. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Mathematicians&lt;/span&gt; in the Europe only discovered these magic ways of arranging number in the last few hundred years, even though the Chinese have been aware of them for over 4000 years. Fancy that. It turns out that these magic squares, which are the same as sudoku squares, are actually invaluable tools for writing computer error-checking codes. By utilising these squares, a computer or electronic circuit, can transmit a message over an extremely "noisy" wire and actually decode it at the other end. By using the square, a computer can convert an extremely poorly transmitted message with missing or incorrect characters in, such as;  "  e   i     &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;br&lt;/span&gt;   n  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;rox&lt;/span&gt;   he   &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;zlay&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;uog&lt;/span&gt;" into the correct message "the quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same kind of techniques are used already for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;, digital &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; and CD/DVD drives, but by utilising the sudoku squares scientists can transmit high-bandwidth digital signals over electric power lines - the hardest thing to send a message through because of the extreme high voltage and crudeness of the lines. Its quite an odd thing to write about in the context of art, but for one it gave me that warm feeling I get when I see a movie that I really love, or an inspirational piece of art work, or listen to an amazing piece of music. But secondly, the point that really grabbed me was that mathematicians discovered these number patterns some time ago, but never really understood them and just thought of them as a game. Now they're being used at the cutting edge of technology to do something &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; influential. The article included the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;sentence&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"maths can, once again, be seen as an art form."&lt;/span&gt; I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; kinda cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RiZhl6BTsBI/AAAAAAAACfQ/Bj3WJXFEyrU/s1600-h/full-mini2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RiZhl6BTsBI/AAAAAAAACfQ/Bj3WJXFEyrU/s320/full-mini2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054834935627755538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Origami by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://origami.kvi.nl/photos/fit-joe/"&gt;Joe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Gilardi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/a&gt; This is a dollar bill, creased, folder, cut up and put together again in this form. Another musing I arrived at whilst reading the New Scientist was the crossovers that exist between high-level mathematics, magical illusions and art; they're rife. I doubt I could be a magician, but it'd be cool to explore any artistic magical possibilities that arise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During our conversation about Sudoku, however, my uncle (a psychiatrist, psychotherapist and author) raised a question of what it is to guess? Also how to distinguish between this and an estimate. I wish my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;alcohol&lt;/span&gt;-impaired brain could remember the exact context of the question; it was to do with the human way (as opposed to a computer) of completing a sudoku grid- almost everyone makes assumptions that they're not sure of in order to see if they're correct. Just like guessing a word in a crossword; you may be wrong but even if it is it may well lead to some other correct answers. I thought it'd be cool to do some work reflecting on humans ability to guess and estimate. I'm sure that most guesses are actually more informed than the "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;guessee&lt;/span&gt;" thinks at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RiZki6BTsCI/AAAAAAAACfY/vWEHDYjck0E/s1600-h/DSC_0216.NEF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RiZki6BTsCI/AAAAAAAACfY/vWEHDYjck0E/s320/DSC_0216.NEF.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054838182623031330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Irrelevant Pomp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I created a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;WikiPedia&lt;/span&gt; page for my Dad... it says it "Lacks Relevance". In fitting with that sentiment, here is a photo that lacks relevance, but one that I think captures the spirit of an instant in London.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37886213-1433617182173040505?l=placeformind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/1433617182173040505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/1433617182173040505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://placeformind.blogspot.com/2007/03/end-is-nigh.html' title='The End is Nigh'/><author><name>Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04106090032020258557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04131911337298358946'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gK7ubK8-F84/RiZPx6BTr-I/AAAAAAAACe4/4W0tXWDuzCM/s72-c/DSC_5601+guiar+burn+raw+edits.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37886213.post-1517611377571913549</id><published>2007-03-29T15:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-07T02:20:59.135Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Fourtet Contest</title><content type='html'>Well my entry didn't win the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Fourtet&lt;/span&gt; video contest on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Italian&lt;/span&gt; media website, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;qoob&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;In fact&lt;/span&gt; it received quite critical comments! However, I am still pleased with the result and it seemed to go down okay in my half year review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The standard was very high, and the winning entry - although not my favourite - was very slick. It used still photographs of six people in a line, each with a percussion instrument, and all set against a white background. As the music progresses each person becomes animated perfectly in time with the beats of the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Consider copying the technique with a different subject&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The video also used wide aspect, like a cinema screen - try it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37886213-1517611377571913549?l=placeformind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/1517611377571913549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37886213/posts/default/1517611377571913549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://placeformind.blogspot.com/2007/04/fourtet-contest.html' title='Fourtet Contest'/><author><name>Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04106090032020258557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04131911337298358946'/></author></entry></feed>