Wednesday, February 29, 2012

I can't help it when something resonates


"Art is always about "something hidden." But does it help us connect with that hidden something? I think it moves us away from it."

 - John Zerzan in his article, The Case Against Art



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Monday, February 27, 2012

GooBitch

Not her.
Keep scrollin'...



I posted the following in Google Help Forum this morning under Web Search. I think the reason I put it here as well is obvious.


"If the user's experience is Google's first priority, like they claim on the "About" page, how come there's over 72,000 'suggestions' here? My impression is that no one employed by Google ever sees this "forum." It's a redirect of sorts so we won't figure out how to actually get their attention.

My Classic Home page has been ruined by their changes. 160 people bitched about it in the Blogger forum 'til they figured out how to silence us ("That's not about Blogger. Take it elsewhere."), so I came here and all I've been offered is a survey form to fill out. And the changes remain.

They said the form was because they can't respond to individuals. There's too many of us. So, what does "User Experience" mean to an entity like this? If they can't respond to individuals, then what exactly are they actually considering in terms of user experience?"



Thursday, February 23, 2012

SOFPGO


"Sittin' On the Front Porch Gettin' Old"
5"x7" oil on canvas panel

Friday, February 17, 2012

Dark Light


I saw a rehab hospital the other day that was so drab, dismal, lifeless-looking...I drove away with...forlorn...in my heart. It actually made me remember what it's like to want to shoot dope. A feeling I thought was long dead; not revived, mind you, but remembered.
Such dark feelings nowadays are invariably associated with creativity, and I considered going back to sit there before this virtually windowless heap in its otherwise empty environs and do some on the spot sketching, but business called so I drove on.
Couldn't shake that feeling though, so I wrapped things up and hurried home to improvise based on memory. If the painting here is depressing, then I hit the mark...

Thursday, February 16, 2012

After the Rain


 The week of Jan.27
we had a gully washer, White Rock Lake ran over. The following Sat. I became interested in the piles of flotsam, and curious as to how the path got so clean. A ways further in I discovered the answer.



Not the same bunch, but a similar effort...

 

And, just because it's so awesomely cool:



More to come.

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Windy water



From a trip around White Rock Lake 2-3 weeks ago, couple days after a big rain. I took quite a few pics but they say short posts go over better, and I find I like shorter posts better myself, so I'll dole these out...

Saturday, January 21, 2012

Up From The Skies



"I want to hear and see everything." ~ Jimi Hendrix

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This is what this post looked like after I submitted it to "Fight For The Future" for self-censorship in protest of SOPA/PIPA, back in December. I decided to go ahead and post the un-censored version because of what happened this week. It appears to be working, according to email I got yesterday:


"A big hurrah to you!!!!! We’ve won for now -- SOPA and PIPA were dropped by Congress today -- the votes we’ve been scrambling to mobilize against have been cancelled.

The MPAA (the lobby for big movie studios which created these terrible bills) was shocked and seemingly humbled. “‘This was a whole new different game all of a sudden,’ MPAA Chairman and former Senator Chris Dodd told the New York Times. ‘[PIPA and SOPA were] considered by many to be a slam dunk.’”
“'This is altogether a new effect,' Mr. Dodd said, comparing the online movement to the Arab Spring. He could not remember seeing 'an effort that was moving with this degree of support change this dramatically' in the last four decades," he added."


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How 'bout that? We can have a sit-in and never even leave the farm. ;-)