At first it was disconcerting to find myself being hugged so warmly again and again by complete strangers with tears in their eyes. Gradually, though, as these people told me their names and I began to grasp the context, I realized that they were not strangers at all: they were my sister Amy's colleagues and friends, people she had shared with me and me with them, people who had been part of her life and were now mourning her death with us.
Day Three: FEMA @ WalMart
We got up at 6:30 or so, and I said that I wanted to just go and get at it. Now, keep in mind that I am writing this on Day Six after landfall, and i dont' know whether I'm tired, hazy, or blanking it out. It's just that I feel like sweeping detail is dropping away, and if you're tired of my sprawling narrative, you might be thankful, although I probably still won't spare you by much...
A few months ago Aileen posted about being a translator and seamlessly conveying artists and writers ideas across languages. I’m sitting on an airplane where the person next to me is reading a newspaper article about me in Spanish (which I can’t read) and wishing I was a translator…
Day Two: Leigh Arrives. Addendum to Day One: If you remember, I said I had been fuzzy about late night on Day One. I remember now – John and I watched the ongoing news coverage on TV, and the anchor (Pat Singleterry, Channel 9) was a hoot – he kept telling stories of people being rushed to the hospital because their gasoline generators were inside, and reminding people that their gas stoves WOULD NOT function the same because their pilot sparks were electric, and the electric was still out.
Day One Sept 4, 2008 – 48 hours after landfall
A quick proviso – I'm starting to write this on the night of my third day in Baton Rouge, and I'm exhausted from working on the house, and we're hemorrhaging money at the moment. We were so lucky, as our home just had huge amounts of debris and only a moderate size bough hitting the roof and a few broken shingles.
More rough notes from Ars Electronica.
Paul keller (ars)
Existing rights holders don't use their rights that they have because they await a time when someone will turn up to pay them a fortune for those rights. Knowledge land project. An attempt to digitise all the media.. copyrights in the netherlands do not allow for granting rights yet.
150 euros to digitise and put on line but theyar don't have the rights to do so yet. Youtube takes the stuff that people have no outlet for. There are many pages of the web that tries to creat these online archives
Considerable time between my posts, but here you go. I’ve been trying to find out who has been using spam emails, junk mails and bogus forum posts. Most artists seem to be interested in the content and wording of the spam and just translate it into some other format, either by painting it, by making it audible (there is a Spam radio!), writing a program that makes a picture of it or creating an algorithm of some sort that they then use for something else.
While Helen has been busy coming to terms with different time zones, I have been playing my summer role again as audience herder for a summer theater production. Since independent summer theater productions take place in unusual temporary locations without established paths or traffic flows, it can often be helpful to have an extra person or two to aid the audience in playing their respective role. That's my summer job.
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