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textolatry

Posted on February 29, 2016 by blaise
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frax

Posted on October 2, 2013 by blaise

This baby has been a long time in ges­tat­ing.  Hats off to Ben, Kai and Tom for cre­at­ing, over I won’t say how many years, the great­est app ever to ren­der a reti­na dis­play pix­el.  Frax is not only the … Con­tin­ue read­ing →

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glass

Posted on March 22, 2013 by blaise

The real Glass—Philip Glass.  I’m lis­ten­ing to the sec­ond move­ment of his first vio­lin con­cer­to, while walk­ing to the bus through a light snow­fall on Capi­tol Hill.  It feels tran­scen­dent.  For a few min­utes there’s noth­ing else at all. The … Con­tin­ue read­ing →

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treasure hunt

Posted on November 22, 2011 by blaise

Over the past year I’ve set the kids a num­ber of trea­sure hunts, which are both fun to make and always in demand.  Like any­thing one tries a few times, it’s got­ten quick­er.  This morning’s was assem­bled in record time … Con­tin­ue read­ing →

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ten thousand things

Posted on October 24, 2010 by blaise

Last Fri­day brought an unex­pect­ed sur­prise.  Ear­li­er in the week, Michelle Ger­ling had accost­ed me in the mid­dle of a con­ver­sa­tion about GPS traces and aer­i­al imagery at the Vovi­to cof­feeshop in Belle­vue, where a cou­ple of us were rude­ly … Con­tin­ue read­ing →

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agora

Posted on October 3, 2010 by blaise

While we’re at it, Ale­jan­dro Amenábar’s 2009 movie Ago­ra is pret­ty great.  It was dis­may­ing how late and how lit­tle dis­tri­b­u­tion it got in the US, one sus­pects because of its anti-reli­­gios­i­­ty.  While seem­ing­ly get­ting screen time only in a … Con­tin­ue read­ing →

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why is style violent?

Posted on September 20, 2010 by blaise

I’m not gen­er­al­ly one for quotes and mot­toes.  But I’ll make an excep­tion for my favorite painter, Ger­hard Richter: I like every­thing that has no style: dic­tio­nar­ies, pho­tographs, nature, myself and my paint­ings (because style is vio­lence and I am … Con­tin­ue read­ing →

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