Naked Eye

Think you can tell a doctored image from a fake? Popular Science links to three tests you can take to gauge your powers of discernment (the first link is fubar; correct link). First two quizzes on general imagery (mostly images I’ve seen floating around the net), the last tests your ability to tell between photographs and renderings. I scored 75-80% on the first two, 90% on last. You?

Entertaining, but raises real questions where news is concerned, especially when that news comes from less-trusted sources like blogs, but also in the realm of increasingly popular photo illustration.

Thanks Ken Light

Music: Land of the Loops :: Patience

Ballmer’s Latest Conniption

Searchblog has dirt on yet another coronary outburst from that Microsoft humanimal Steve Ballmer, in the form of a court document detailing his reaction to losing a top engineer to Google.

Prior to joining Google, I set up a meeting on or about November 11, 2004 with Microsoft’s CEO Steve Ballmer to discuss my planned departure….At some point in the conversation Mr. Ballmer said: “Just tell me it’s not Google.” I told him it was Google.

At that point, Mr. Ballmer picked up a chair and threw it across the room hitting a table in his office. Mr. Ballmer then said: “Fucking Eric Schmidt is a fucking pussy. I’m going to fucking bury that guy, I have done it before, and I will do it again. I’m going to fucking kill Google.” ….

Thereafter, Mr. Ballmer resumed trying to persuade me to stay….Among other things, Mr. Ballmer told me that “Google’s not a real company. It’s a house of cards.”

May Ballmer drown in his own sweat. The guy should be a clown in the WWF, not head of the world’s largest technology company.

Music: Leo Kottke :: Watermelon

Ministry of Reshelving

Culture jamming in bookstores: Avant Game has launched the Ministry of Reshelving project, which encourages people to visit bookstores and re-shelve incorrectly categorized books. Steps 3 & 4 in the reshelving guidelines:

3. Go to the bookstore and locate its copies of George Orwell’s 1984. Unless the Ministry of Reshelving has already visited this bookstore, it is probably currently incorrectly classified as “Fiction” or “Literature.”

4. Discreetly move all copies of 1984 to a more suitable section, such as “Current Events”, “Politics”, “History”, “True Crime”, or “New Non-Fiction.”

They also post a clarification on the site:

Note: this project is not a critique of bookstore culture, the state of the shelving industry, or even of pervasive government surveillance. It is merely an observation that 2 + 2 = 5, and 5 is no longer fiction.

Photos at Flickr.

Music: Zero 7 :: Spinning

Call Out Gouranga

Gouranga Thumb In celebration of antiweb’s 10th anniversary, used Comic Life to create a non-contiguous digital comic book cut-up based on images by Amy and myself with text excerpts from the antiweb mailing list.

The comic (if you can call it that — don’t go looking for continuity here) was on display at the anniversary happening, running full-screen on a 20″ iMac (perched on crushed velvet no less, though that part was not planned). Looked much better full-screen than it does online; the goldanged interweb has its limits.

Prepared the image portion first, added text later. This was a tough call – I actually think it works much better visually without the text. But the text did add dimension, and it wouldn’t have had much relevance to antiweb without it (thanks to everyone whose words I lifted).

The title of the piece comes from that peculiar recurring spam that doesn’t sell anything at all, proclaiming simply “Call Out Gouranga Be Happy!” Looks like more explanation for the chant is available online now than existed when I first posted to antiweb a few years ago looking for Gouranga insight.

Found Comic Life totally addictive, though it did take more time than it probably appears to get the look I wanted — choosing templates, experimenting with image filters, selecting word/thought balloons and captions, setting gradients, panel ordering, sizing, etc. But would love to use the app to tell an actual story sometime.

Music: The Fiery Furnaces :: Gale Blow

With This Bone I Do Thee Wed

What better way to show your lifelong commitment to another than by wearing a piece of their endoskeleton as jewelry? London scientists allow couples to extract chips of bone and infuse the samples’ osteoblasts into a baked glass ceramic composite. The bone/glass composite is then grown into a lattice structure closely resembling actual bone, which can then be carved into handsome rings. The symbolism is lovely (at least it strikes me that way) and so are the rings. A nice way to avoid supporting the slavery of the diamond industry, too.

Music: Dave Van Ronk :: God Bless The Child

An Evening of Light and Sound

Hard to believe it’s been a decade since Christian Crumlish invited me to become part of a small-ish group of web-based artists and developers called antiweb (ironically, no web site to speak of). Mostly centered around a mailing list that has survived the ups and downs of the internet through the years, antiweb has become one of the few stable aspects of life online for me over the years, as well as a posse of online friends I always know I can turn to with tech questions and observations, confessions, ramblings, etc.

Because antiweb is scattered over the earth’s surface, only small sub-clusters of us have ever met face-to-face. Even though it’s a closed list, antiweb isn’t a clique; it’s loose, ragtag, sometimes seems barely to hang together at all. But I feel strangely close to almost everyone on the list, if only for the amount of time we’ve spent together.

To celebrate our 10th birthday, antiweb founder Malcolm Humes is throwing a Bay Area happening this Thursday night (July 28), public invited.

Hard to say exactly what the evening will become, but there’s some cool stuff planned (click Continue for details). I’m working on a 30-page digital comic mash-up including photography by Amy and me, recklessly integrated with text culled from the antiweb list. Will post the comic at birdhouse sometime after the event.

Hope to see some of you there!
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The Gilded Inhaler

Must-see mugshot of man arrested for abusing harmful intoxicants.

The 41-year-old Tribett, it seems, had been huffing spray paint and needed a refill. According to a Bellaire Police Department report, Tribett’s pupils were constricted and he replied slowly to their questions. Oh, and “officers observed the paint on face and hands.”

As much as I like pretty much anything spray-painted gold, this guy’s face doesn’t count.

Music: Mission of Burma :: Mica

moon.google

As if Google Earth wasn’t kicking enough booty, now we have Google Moon to complement the effort for lunar-bound travelers. While exploring, be sure to zoom all the way in for stunning close-ups of the surface composition.

Albany Bulb

57 Images from a sunset walk with Miles and Amy at the Albany Bulb, June 1, 2005. The Bulb is a local landmark – artists (many of them homeless) use this strut of land jutting out into the harbor to create installations improvised from existing junk and ingredients brought onto the land in wagons drawn by pedaled trikes. Repeat visits bring new discoveries. The light is nearly edible at sunset. Rust and graffiti and plant life in chaotic collaboration. Deterioration part of the artistic process, always a joy. Miles mostly concerned with finding rocks to huck into the sea, but occasionally adds his own contributions to the public spectacle.

Music: Palace :: All Gone, All Gone

Thanks For Your Time

Jury Check Being a university (i.e. state) employee means I’m not entitled to the generous $15/day stipend for my time serving jury duty last month. No idea what this whopping extraneous sum for my excruciating civic effort is all about, but I plan to spend it all in one place, profligate wastrel that I am.

Music: Bob Log III :: Boob Scotch