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It’s as difficult to photograph a falling leaf as it is to catch one in your hand. Once fallen they’re easily caught.
Let me show you how art and culture drive technological development.
Let me show you how art and culture drive technological development.
It’s as difficult to photograph a falling leaf as it is to catch one in your hand. Once fallen they’re easily caught.
My good friend Elin is looking for a roommate – if you know anyone in Cambridge (the one near Boston) who needs a place to live, please point them her way!
Hypertext 03 is on in Nottingham and I just remembered I could have been on the IRC channel with all the geeks with wirelessed lapt
Alex Golub is finishing an essay he’s going to submit for publication and his description of the mixture of elation and fear is wonderful, culminating thus: The ideas in my head know that if it comes out less than perfect, I’m obviously […]
After a few days of headaches, a stiff neck and sore throat my nose joined the party and forced me to admit I’m sick. So I’m home, mostly in bed, snoozing, reading and drinking Lemsip out of my favourite cup. Isn’t the […]
Peter Carey is one of my favourite authors, and I’m obviously going to have to read his latest book: it’s based on the Ern Malley hoax, which my Great Uncle Jim was one of the instigators of. Uncle Jim wrote rather traditional […]
“I kiss you as we’re sitting on the sofa with the computer open beside us. I lean against you, pushing you down until you’re lying beneath me with your head resting gently on the keyboard of the laptop. I lift my eyes […]
Seeing the world absentmindedly through the LCD screen of a digital camera you’d almost forgotten was still turned on you’re surprised by details usually unseen, views you’d never have pointed a camera at if your eye was hard against the viewfinder.
Oh my goodness. I’ve just ticked off all but one of the items on my work to-do list leaving nothing but “start prospectus for book”. You know, the book that would be based on my PhD thesis but popular while still serious […]
Torill is cutting up her dissertation committee’s comments to keep some measure of control. I know that she’ll fly, without even needing to row.