twitter - whoo...

I was sent a link from a friends Twitter page. I was interested as I hadn't really looked at this before. Ye gods! What a waste of time. I've seen some stupid nonsense as part of the web revolution, but this is the complete nadir of the technology....

I seriously expect some people even tell you when they are in the toilet. It really is that trite a concept. Who is interested in every little detail of someone elses day? Don't they have a life of their own.

I suspect that this is aimed squarely at people who can be called the first 4 letters of Twitter.

a smile...

Just read ' a smile in the mind' again. It really is one of the definitive design books around. I was totally amazed when some of our staff said they hardly ever read a book, instead getting all their information off the web.
What's wrong with that I hear you say.... it's something like the way that all the news programmes report the same events in the same way. Why? because they're taught to go online in their comfy warm office, and Google for information. Of course, they are using the same search terms so they end up with the same results.
So much for journalism degrees. I think that the media was better served by having people learn their trade (or profession) in the field, which lead to widely varying news coverage instaed of the current myopic view we all have now.

catching up..

Been a while since I put anything on this blog. I just haven't had the time, but I'm going to do it regularly now... a belated New Year's resolution.

So what's been happening? ....

I sold a few prints after my exhibition last year, and am just away to launch my personal site on boxorange, our new service to artists.

Anything else? So much I can't even think about it. I've finally put together my (hopefully) next book of poetry....

da baby thing.....

got a shout from a mate of mine in Londinium asking if I could build a site for his new baby. Y'know, all that sort of thing...baby photos etc. So i've said yes, and have made up my mind it's going to be about the adventures of 'superdev' (baby's name is Dev btw), and how he's conquered the world etc ...... watch this space.

times they are a changin' .....

Sorry about that. I've always had a slightly strange sense of humour. Well, where do I start ...... a friend and business associate has suggested that we share a lve-work space in central London (not at the same time...I'm not that sort of guy and neither is he :) to enable a proper presence in the City for both of our businesses. Sounds very interesting, as we only have a non-official presence there at the moment.

Add to that the sudden influx of database job enquiries, both here and in London, and it looks likely it will happen.

However, do I commute or do I go down for a week at a time or what?

living in interesting times ......

Slightly sick title, as this blog is about death. In the last 5 weeks three people I knew have died - one was in his late 80's so he had a good innings, however the other two were the same age as myself (52) and died from illnesses. Sobering thought!

However, a friend is due to have another small human soon and my business partner's son has his 8th birthday this week, and so there's always a positive to balance against the negative.

poetry stuff.....

I've had an interesting chat with a sculptor mate of mine. Basically it's a bet that my 2nd book of poetry (which has taken 27 years to arrive at) won't be ready before the book that he's writing is finished. The bet is 2 tickets for the RSO later in the season, to an opera of the winner's choice.

I'd better get working......