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One of the reasons I love living in Bergen: I walk for fifteen minutes from my home and I’m crossing a stream on my way up a mountain. Half an hour up I gaze across mountains stacked like dominos.
Let me show you how art and culture drive technological development.
Let me show you how art and culture drive technological development.
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One of the reasons I love living in Bergen: I walk for fifteen minutes from my home and I’m crossing a stream on my way up a mountain. Half an hour up I gaze across mountains stacked like dominos.
Oh dear. This excerpt from Oblivio goes with the conversation overheard about breakups and Friendster (sadly the full story is deleted), and with my own (thankfully extinguished) obsessive blogchecking. E said that her instant messaging program lets her know when Jís computer […]
The lunar eclipse tonight (or in English) is being webcast (of course) and there’s a camera right here in Bergen aimed at the moon. It’ll go live at 00:45, but the actual eclipse is from 02:06-02:35, Norway time. The moon will look […]
My camera takes photos of what it sees, not what I see. I hold it up to my eye but its bulk juts out too far and it will focus only on my fringe or the mountain. It won’t show both at […]
Sigh. I’m up to day 7 of Planet Jemma, which is supposed to be an interactive, serial web drama that’ll encourage teenaged girls to study physics. Instead it seems to be a relentless attempt to convince its audience that boys studying physics […]
Matt finally blogged FranÁois Lachance’s peripheral approach to blogging – FranÁois, as you’ll have noticed, has no blog of his own, but posts his thoughts in other bloggers’ comments, forging otherwise undiscussed connections between the bloggers in the cluster he visits, or […]
Scott linked to an article on location based narrative, which inspired me to do a little searching which led me to a great list of artworks that use wireless technology.
Anita Hammer has a review of Erotogod at kunstkritikk.no. Erotogod is an installation and/or performance where viewers enter through a large speculum. Reading that was enough to make me feel queasy. I suspect men’s connotations to speculums are likely rather different to […]