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Jul. 24th, 2013 10:41 pm1. Downstairs neighbor kindly removed the bookshelf from the hallway and some of his shoes - making it easier for me to get by - so I did not break my neck hurrying down the steps to get the Fresh Direct delivery. They almost left on me. Had to hollar at them from the stoop.
It's rather funny actually - and in a nutshell why I despise getting deliveries. (No buzzer that lets people in. I'd give anything for a buzzer. )
2. Got my bootzguard cover today. It is a weatherproof cover for a cam walker boot.
Go to the site to see it. I tried to include it in the post and it took over my journal. Ack. Ack. My eyes, my eyes. Delete. Delete. So sorry.
I got mine in Queen Anne, because I think Inferno is ugly. Also, I won't wear sandals or flip flops - because I have to walk the equivalent of a mile in the thing including steps, over uneven pavement. The last thing I need to do is injure the other foot. Fashion or coolness be damned. Besides I think the covers look silly. I got it for weather resistance - because I was afraid of putting a trash bag over the boot - resulting in me slipping and breaking my neck.
3. I rather liked this post by Will Wheaten about Girl Geeks. Of course I'm a geek. But for a long time I didn't define myself as one - because I was told to be a geek you had to :
( Read more... )
4. On the Wed reading meme...working my way through Eloisa Jame's Essex Sisters series.
On the 3rd Book - or rather the second, I read the last one first, and it is still by far the most charming and entertaining. Kiss Me, Annabell is okay but not as subversive as the last one. The writer is playing it safe, and it shows in the Amazon and Good Reads reviews - people like this one the best. Most romance readers are like most mystery readers I've seen...they like paint-by-numbers fiction. They also have this bizarre view that fiction must be realistic. Apparently they don't know that is an oxymoron? If you want realism, read "non-fiction", preferably with footnotes, endnotes, and reliable sources.
Otherwise...
I think this must be a post-modern sensibility? This need for realism in art. Art that acts like a mirror or photograph of our reality. Doesn't just reflect, so much as is a complete representation, like someone taking a picture. As an artist, I always considered photographs to be somewhat bland. Not showing the emotion or the flavor of the event. Just a snap-shot of it. There's not interpretation. Your interpretation is blocked by the lense of the camera.
But it turns out that one can play with photographs and manipulate them - so that in a way it is no different than drawing or painting a picture, you are just doing it with light and in some respects computer graphics. So even the camera doesn't reflect what is real, but rather a representation of our perception of reality.
So why this preoccupation with reality? Why do people want believable stories and realism?
Right now...I sort of don't. Reality can get tiring after a bit, be nice to take a break from it.
It's rather funny actually - and in a nutshell why I despise getting deliveries. (No buzzer that lets people in. I'd give anything for a buzzer. )
2. Got my bootzguard cover today. It is a weatherproof cover for a cam walker boot.
Go to the site to see it. I tried to include it in the post and it took over my journal. Ack. Ack. My eyes, my eyes. Delete. Delete. So sorry.
I got mine in Queen Anne, because I think Inferno is ugly. Also, I won't wear sandals or flip flops - because I have to walk the equivalent of a mile in the thing including steps, over uneven pavement. The last thing I need to do is injure the other foot. Fashion or coolness be damned. Besides I think the covers look silly. I got it for weather resistance - because I was afraid of putting a trash bag over the boot - resulting in me slipping and breaking my neck.
3. I rather liked this post by Will Wheaten about Girl Geeks. Of course I'm a geek. But for a long time I didn't define myself as one - because I was told to be a geek you had to :
( Read more... )
4. On the Wed reading meme...working my way through Eloisa Jame's Essex Sisters series.
On the 3rd Book - or rather the second, I read the last one first, and it is still by far the most charming and entertaining. Kiss Me, Annabell is okay but not as subversive as the last one. The writer is playing it safe, and it shows in the Amazon and Good Reads reviews - people like this one the best. Most romance readers are like most mystery readers I've seen...they like paint-by-numbers fiction. They also have this bizarre view that fiction must be realistic. Apparently they don't know that is an oxymoron? If you want realism, read "non-fiction", preferably with footnotes, endnotes, and reliable sources.
Otherwise...
I think this must be a post-modern sensibility? This need for realism in art. Art that acts like a mirror or photograph of our reality. Doesn't just reflect, so much as is a complete representation, like someone taking a picture. As an artist, I always considered photographs to be somewhat bland. Not showing the emotion or the flavor of the event. Just a snap-shot of it. There's not interpretation. Your interpretation is blocked by the lense of the camera.
But it turns out that one can play with photographs and manipulate them - so that in a way it is no different than drawing or painting a picture, you are just doing it with light and in some respects computer graphics. So even the camera doesn't reflect what is real, but rather a representation of our perception of reality.
So why this preoccupation with reality? Why do people want believable stories and realism?
Right now...I sort of don't. Reality can get tiring after a bit, be nice to take a break from it.