Showing posts with label Arty. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Arty. Show all posts

Sunday, 21 November 2010

stealth wealth

If I were ever to be wealthy, I would like to be stealthily wealthy.


I don't want to wear flashy clothes that draw attention to me, or drive a big car. I want to travel standard class and not get annoyed with the other passengers.


I don't want to go on expensive holidays, or have a big house. I just want to know what the best films are and have a chance to see them.


I don't want a big heavy gold watch, or all the latest gadgets. I want a Mac laptop, or two, that connect to the internet and work fine most of the time.


I don't want to mix with all the best people, and be seen dining out. I want to keep up with old friends and meet some new people.


I would like enough money to invest, that I did not need to work too hard, and had enough to look after my family. And when I am all gone, it can buy some land to plant trees on.

geek gifts for Christmas

some early gift suggestions for the geek in your life,


bagpipe wii controller - use the miracles of our tartan bluetooth to play the Scottish pipes on your Scotch wii along with all your favourite bagpipe stars, features many popular classics. Does not function as a bagpipe. Not for use by children under 36 months. Ear defenders are advisable but are not provided.


wax cylinder usb convertor - is your house full of old wax cylinders that you would love to listen to on your iPod, or MP3 player, then buy the wax cylinder usb convertor, connect it to your Unix computer using the scsi cable provided, and then load up the handy punched cards into the attractively styled punch card convertor which easily connects to your Mac or Windows PC by usb. Does not work on OS versions above Mac 7.1 or Windows XP. An ideal Christmas gift. Not available for export or suitable for children due to high lead content.


wifi powered humping dog - use the free power provided by wifi, to power this amusing plastic humping dog model, on a warm day may provide nearly enough power to work. Has been known produce freestyle microwaves so not to be used in close proximity to women of child bearing age, or near groin areas.


Wednesday, 11 August 2010

Axis of Awesome

Axis of Awesome are an Australian comedy rock band. They are currently playing at the Edinburgh Fringe, for their third year.


My oldest daughter was adamant that we had to go see them, so as I was off anyway, we all went over to see them. The show lasted for one hour, and the small venue at the Gilded Balloon, Teviot (next to the Edinburgh University Buildings) was packed. We were probably the oldest and youngest people there, but we all loved it. Be advised there is some bad language, but it is all so good natured that it would be hard to take offence. There was of course the famous four chord song, coming up for nine million hits on youtube, but mostly new material that I had not heard before. There was a little riffing between songs, and when a back-up CD failed, they totally charmed and amused the audience.


Musically they are very accomplished, but the humour comes from their interaction. Well worth seeing, it would not surprise me if they go on to be absolutely huge.


Teeshirts, CDs, and DVDs were available on the night.


The famous four chord song is available at


Sunday, 25 July 2010

Small Eco-Houses


This is one of those Taschen published books with a lot of pictures and parallel text in English, French and German. All told it only took about an hour to read, so there is not a lot of text, and frankly the text is not up to much either. However that is hardly the point of the book. It is a resource of photos of some aspirational or not so aspirational houses with an environmentally friendly element. However this is environmental friendliness with concrete, larch cladding and lots of glass walls, so nice to look at but not a lot of chickens scrabbling around strawbale walls.


Worth a look and really not very expensive for what it is. You can always have a look through it and dream of being able to afford one of these houses.



Wednesday, 9 June 2010

The Creative Habit- learn it and use it for life - by Twyla Tharp with Mark Reiter

This is a highly recommended and quoted book on creativity by a contemporary dance choreographer.


It is not hard to read, it is bubbling with ideas, and there are some good stories in there too. I don't know anything about contemporary dance, so it provided an insight to a world that I know nothing about.


Having said all that, I found that it dragged a bit, having said something it seemed to be resaid and expanded, and clarified. Probably a book for when you have the time to concentrate and take it in properly.

Saturday, 22 May 2010

The girl who kicked the hornets' nest by Stieg Larsson

The third and probably the final book in this sequence of books.


Of all the books it was probably the hardest to get into, I was struggling to get caught up in it, but the plot hit me a curve-ball and I was hooked. As before this is an unconventional thriller, which takes an unusually uncynical view of those in high office. As soon as many of these senior politicians have the circumstances explained to them, they immediately agree that the rights of a girl cannot be infringed thereby joining the side of the good and smug.


Probably not quite as overpoweringly smug as the second book, but once against Blomkvist proves sexually irrestistable to women, while Salander effortlessly hacks and fights her way through a ruthless set of conspirators.


Having said all that, it is good escapist fun, well enough written not to be annoying and plotted with all the precision of a swiss watch.


I will miss Salander, she is an engaging heroine.

Saturday, 1 May 2010

The girl who played with fire by Stieg Larsson

Book two out of three in this series. Incredibly readable, one of those books that is hard to put down, so it seems to just read itself. A slightly different beast from the first book, the story develops itself while remaining true to the earlier one.


I would not defend this is the greatest book ever written, it is shallow and at times incredibly smug, the lead characters never seem to doubt themselves or let anyone down. For me the end dragged a bit, oddly I was most gripped when the least seemed to be happening. Also you really do need to read these books in sequence.


Highly recommended despite all these caveats, though judging by the bookshops and all the people with copies, there cannot be many folk left who have not read it. Also by far the best cover of the series!

Saturday, 17 April 2010

boo hoo by Ernst Malmsten, Erik Potanger, and Charles Drazin

This is the story of boo the internet fashion retailer that grew and crashed in the 18 months to May 2000. I vaguely remember boo, I went to their website once out of curiosity. It featured virtual sales assistant, but mainly I remember that it took an age to download and was too glitchy to use


This is one of the most purely entertaining books I have read recently. In breathless prose Malmsten describes working up the idea, the rounds of finding capital investors, and burning through £135 million. He had the misfortune of setting out to raise capital in a rising market where getting investors was easy, with the market shifting to one that remembered what fundamentals were.


These were the self styled brightest and the best. Where did they go wrong?


Difficult to say, it depends on how reliable a narrator Malmsten is, I suspect that he was more flaky than he makes out, they all worked long hours, but that is not the same as working effectively. They did all get blindsided by a large number of obvious problems, technical problems, too fast a burn rate on their capital, lack of leadership and strategic decision making. On the other hand they seem to have been effective in addressing issues, able to create and harness enthusiasm, able to cope with considerable complexity.


Maybe he was too caught up in the celebrity culture, knocking back endless vodka and grapefruits, turning up drunk to one too many meetings, too reactive when he should have been proactive.


When I finished the book I checked things out on Google, what had Malmsten done since, helping out someone selling handbags, the short interview mentioned how much he likes to party. There was website set up by an aggreived supplier who never got paid. And an archived version of the website,


it took ages to load the first page, it was quite pretty,


the second page was still loading when I gave up on it

Sunday, 4 April 2010

subvert the rules - design ideas to subvert the rules

We all know that good design is about following rules, for example


1 the medium is appropriate to the subject; but what about a fine classical marble bust of a punk rocker with a large mohican haircut


2 each design should reuse elements and have a consistent look and feel; but what about having a piece of furniture shift through different styles, for example one end the table is pure IKEA - but as you move from that corner it gets progressively more ornate, until is it high victorian at the other end. You could do this with a room too.


3 size and weight is appropriate - what about something that looks like an abandonned crisp packet but is actually made out of lead and is phenominally heavy, Happy Meal toys made of gold.


4 serious subjects get serious art forms and vice versa - so what about a cross stitch formal state portrait or an oil painting advertising second hand cars.



Sunday, 21 March 2010

Dreams of my father by Barack Obama

I picked this up at the railway station and have been reading it for some time. At Christmas I had four books on the go, and I have been steadily trying to rationalise down from that.


Anyway this is an outstandingly well written and thoughtfull book. It is not really an autobiography, he writes perceptively about others, but tells us little about himself or his opinions. It is not a book about what he believes or what he did, it is about him figuring out what it is to be black.


The book could quite easily be edited down, and although it is very well written it is probably a bit too confusing for the average reader to really keep up with all the different characters.


However this is all rather irrelevant now, it is a book written by the first black president of the USA. What does it tell us about him? He is a decent and thoughtful person, someone who cares, too educated to fit in easily with people in the slums, too concerned to fit in with the well to do, his family are a consistent, welcoming and positive influence on his life. On the basis of this book, Obama is a truly exceptional candidate for president of the USA. History will come to its own judgement on his merits as president, but it is to America's credit that they could put aside racism and elect him.

The Martian Chronicles by Ray Bradbury

I remember reading this when I was at school, and it was one of my favourite science fictions books. One of my daughters was reading some Bradbury short stories at school and I mentioned what a good book the Martian Chronicles was. So, next time I saw it in a book shop, I bought her a copy.


Anyway my daughter read it quickly (always a good sign) and liked it. I've just finished re-reading it myself, and I still think it is wonderful. The descriptive passages are beautifully written, it is a book to leave you with a head full of images. It is essentially a collection of short stories, often with a wry twist at the end. This is not a malign universe, but one that is largely indifferent to our fate. Bradbury comes across as someone who cares deeply, with profound sympathies and an abiding wish that we could just be better people.


Highly recommended.

Sunday, 28 February 2010

Justice

You wake up in a strange room, you remember that you are a serial killer, you have killed countless people. Indeed you are surrounded by the paraphanalia of a serial killer, bloody knifes, photos of corpses, the whole room is splattered with blood.


Do you

(a) continue your life as a serial killer

(b) stop killing people

(c) immediately go to the police and confess to your crimes.


You wake up in a strange room, you remember that you are not a serial killer, you see a jury of your peers before you. You chose option (c), they congratulate you on your high moral standards and release you back into the community where you will live for another hundred years.

Tuesday, 23 February 2010

:59 Seconds by Professor Richard Wiseman

A thoroughly entertaining book about self help with a scientific perspective that attempts to answer the challenge of providing you with real techniques that you can understand in less than a minute to make yourself happier.


Not only that, reading the book manages to make you feel happier, it is light and positive with just the right element of challenge. Like having some helpful older relative offering you some decent advice.


There is an exercise towards the start that takes a while to complete, but it is definitely worth working through, and does not require a major investment of time and energy.

Saturday, 12 December 2009

Susan Boyle

This has certainly been the year of Susan Boyle, now enjoying phenomenal success. But what will happen to her when she loses her looks?

Sunday, 22 November 2009

Ideal Christmas gift ideas,

Ideal Christmas gift ideas,


for the older generation Vera Lynn sings well loved songs from the war, including that perennial favourite "Hitler's only got one ball"


or for the pet owner in your life, a life sized plastic bloodstained dismembered human hand, watch your friends gasp in surprise as their dog brings them a real human hand.


Friday, 23 October 2009

One Straw Revolution -by Masanobu Fukuoka

Zen and the art of organic rice farming


The One-Straw Revolution is not really written as an book, but as a collection of short discursions. These cover the author's life, his farming methods, his conversations with the students that visited his farm, and his philosophy on the impossibility of understanding nature. For me the book got a bit repetitive by the end, but it was never less than readable and thought provoking. With hindsight I would have simply launched straight into reading the book, and left the rather wordy introductions by other authors till later.


If you are interested in the Japanese approach to life, then you might find "Japanese Woodworking Tools: Their Tradition, Spirit and Use" by Toshio Odate, of interest too.


I suspect that often we are striving to find a technical solution to the wrong questions, when books like this can make us wonder if maybe we should be asking a better question. File next to Thoreau's Walden.




http://www.amazon.co.uk/review/R3E5TLC4J10OBL/ref=cm_cr_rdp_perm


Sunday, 27 September 2009

Heroes, Villains and Velodromes: Chris Hoy and Britain's Track Cycling Revolution - by Richard Moore

This book is not something that I would usually have read, but a friend who is a keen cyclist loaned me his copy, and I have been steadily reading away at it for a few months. Despite the cover, this is not really a book about Chris Hoy, it is about the renaissence within Scottish cycling. For non-cycling fanatics it is a bit dense, and the human interest is sparse. But it is not really that sort of book. Where it does excel, for me, is in showing the sheer doggedness and determination required to succeed. By any reasonable standards Chris Hoy faced obstacles that must have seemed insurmountable. His physical achievements are remarkable but it was through mastering his own psychology that he laid the foundations for what he achieved. He was advised to go away and devise a training programme that excited him, and that is what he did. He visualised all the myriad possibilities for a competition, so that he could cope calmly with any of the anticipated setbacks.

Well worth reading even if you are not a cycling buff, though maybe less of a page turner for non buffs.

http://www.amazon.co.uk/Heroes-Villains-Velodromes-Britains-Revolution/dp/000726531X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1254069129&sr=8-1

Sunday, 23 August 2009

gardens, red onions, job hunting and thinking of China

This weekend seems to have flown by, most pleasantly by and large.

Decent weather yesterday, a little warm for walking my dog, he was pecht getting back, I was too. Then worked on my garden in the afternoon, with number two daughter assisting.

Part of the joy of gardening is that it is all a bit of a playground. It really doesn't matter all that much what you do, it will all pretty much grow back anyway. So I just play about with what I think might be interesting or fun. In that spirit, I just gave number two daughter a quick tour of the garden, explaining what I thought needed done, and asked her to choose what to do. For some reason they always seem to want to trim the hedge, until they actually start wielding the shears and realise that it is hard work.

She concentrated on weeding out a little flower bed, and then transfered in a couple of box plants that I would like to shape into something geometric when they get big enough. I also got her to trim a box plant that I'm just trimming into a globe shape, it is surprisingly difficult trimming something to be round in three dimensions. I weeded the veg patch and lifted the red onions that I have been growing, they are now sitting in the cold frame to dry off. There is a certain quiet glory in harvested food. My damson tree, which clearly suffers vertigo as it is striving to avoid any great height, tying itself in bushy knots, has maybe a dozen gorgeous purple damsons growing. Not enough for jam, but good to see.

Otherwise, I've been playing around with a pedometer. There was a free pedometer in the house, so I gave that a go. And found out that :
I actually do more than 10,000 steps most days, without any particular effort.
I do less steps at the weekend, because I don't have to walk to catch public transport and everything in my house is closer to hand, obviously.
the most annoying thing about a cheap pedometer is when it resets itself, losing my awesome daily stepcount!!!

I've ordered one on Amazon, and once it arrives, I will try and develop some sort of exercise regime based on tracking my steps. Also ordered Cousin Basilio (book), which I seem to remember was good, and Coup de Torchon, the Bertrand Tavernier film, which I remember enjoying.

I'll try and build up a little stock of arty filmhouse type films that I remember being good. I've recently got State of Things (Wim Wenders) and the Saragossa Manuscript (Jan Potocki book, Wojciech Has film) and enjoyed watching them both.

I have been patiently adding the odd book or DVD onto my Amazon wishlist, but last time I looked half of them were unavailable, so clearly I need to go that extra step and actually buy some of these things, rather than leaving them skulking on my wishlist.

Otherwise, being playing about with Kuler, got a couple of awesome teeshirts from RedBubble. All is relatively quiet at work, so finding productive and sensible things to do with this largesse of time.

Autumn is here, keen to get out and get brambles, went out a few weeks ago and they were not yet ripe, but the back road where I usually do my brambling should be about ready now, so I'll need to get out.

Watched Benefits Busters, then chatted about it when getting my hair cut. All amazed at how much single mums can get in benefits and how well they seem to do without doing any work whatsoever. I suppose for society it makes more sense for a single mum with four children to bring her children up full time, rather than going out to earn the minimum wage. However being detached from the job market while the children grow up is not a great long term option. It is incredible just how unscientific getting jobs is. You can study all you like, getting a job still seems to be pot luck at the end of the day. In China the state decides what you are going to do before you even go to university, a system that does have something to recommend it!

There is a bit of a difference in how people think about work.

There is the view that work is basically unpleasant, and you only do it if you really have to, and get paid. And even then you are duty bound to do as little as you can possibly get away with. Doing more than that is breaking solidarity with other workers and is encouraging employers to take liberties, or raise the bar unacceptably on the level of effort they deem sufficient and appropriate.

Alternatively there is the view that work is part of who you are, how you define yourself and how the world sees you. Therefore you strive to work to the best of your abilities and take a pride in your work.

I was initially tempted to say that this was a class difference, but I don't think that it is so much to do with the person doing the work, as the type of work. A craftsman would always take a pride in his craft, someone bashing out widgets probably won't. I suppose that a lot of people have been stuck with a bad experience of work where there is no merit in working hard, where the culture is to do as little as possible. That attitude does not transfer well into more modern jobs where the worker is expected to constantly innovate and challenge themselves.

There is a third catagory beyond these two. It is not so much what you do, as what you say you do. If you can say with conviction that your job is critical to your employer, then if your job is unique, and it is vaguely plausible then people will probably believe you. So in differentiated, skills based roles, the ability to sell yourself arguably becomes more important than ability. This is because it is difficult to put any useful metric on a unique job. So the outward perception becomes reality. Part of this mentality is that every job is a stepping stone to another job.

For an employer the risk is that people move shamelessly into the third catagory.

Finally some more musings. China and India seem to be pursuing very different economic models. India is going for a service based economy, whereas China is going for a manufacturing based economy. On this basis, I suspect that India has made the better choice for the long term. Just a thought.

Sunday, 16 August 2009

Latest Headline from the Sun Newspaper

Attractive young woman has breasts, we have the photos

dystopia number 1

#1
This is a cold wet country. Too cold and wet for scratching a living from the soil to ever be terribly appealing. An orange or even some spices are unspeakably exotic. Of course there is always the surplus processed food from time to time, but I'm used to living on root vegetables and kale for half the year, so a chocolate bar would make me vomit.

We live in the corners that are too small, or steep or crooked to be farmed. We none of us really own our land, we have no money to pay lawyers or argue our case. We just rely on the fact that what we have is too trivial for anyone else to want. It is a system that works well enough. My family has been here for a couple of generations, as have most of our neighbours.

If anyone ever listened to us, they would hear that we have a myriad of ideas to expand our foodbase. If we could have some common land then we could each maintain some livestock, we might fish the streams, and create freshwater ponds if the water were allowed to run freely. But this landscape is not here for us. It is concreted over, bulldozed and scraped into whatever form suits the people with power.

We live in this country, but we are not of this country. We are the voteless nameless poor. But I am teaching my children to read, I hope that with an education they might find a better life.

#2
I speak five languages fluently, and have qualifications in three major work areas. I work a standard ten hour day, but have to travel for three hours daily, catching a variety of buses and trains to reach my place of work. I feel tired all the time. When I get home I just sit, sometimes I go straight to sleep. At work I seem to live on coffee, I always have to be courteous and professional. We are monitored constantly, any deviations from our set scripts or designated customer transit routes is punishable by pink ticket, more than three pink tickets in a three month period, or a running average of two for three consecutive periods or one for a year, means that you are automatically dismissed. On dismissal it is virtually impossible to find another job. Every year the universities produce a million new people looking for work, and employers only want the keenest and most enthusiastic of employees. Most of us work an hour or two of unpaid overtime each day. I have spent weekends helping my boss with housework. There is no loyalty here, I hope that my boss is dismissed and I will be a candidate for his job. He is hoping that his boss will be dismissed and he will be a candidate for his job. No one ever retires any more. We are all dismissed before we go grey. I hope to get my children educated and a little spare money saved up, so that when I am no longer quick enough for this work, I can find some lower paid work closer to home. It is not much of a life, you are treated in a vile manner. People that have never done anything better hate anyone that has been something once. Mostly people just commit suicide.

I am just so tired all the time, maybe my children will have a better life. They are learning their languages and programming skills, and not wasting their time in the virtual world or with any books and music. I am so proud of them, they have no personality to speak of at all, they are good citizens.

#3
Friday nights are good. Last week I got some speccy kid from the loop on the ground and kicked his head like a football. He thought he could cut through our patch. The police were round pretty quick and we all legged it. We all save up our credits and get a skinfull on the Friday. The rest of the week is just crap. This place is a dump. They stuck in some stupid art things, but we had them all trashed in no time. Or they send in some poncy do gooders to speak to us. I really fancied one, she had skin smooth like plastic. She was all full of nice words, but you could tell that she couldn't wait to get out this place, back to her nice HabUnit. Not that I needed her, I've got dozens of kids, don't know all their names, but they are all over. Can't be so bothered with the shagging now. The girls just give you earache, and christ they get ugly as they get older. Young they are not bad, but after a few kids and years here they are dog ugly.

I don't care though, get munged all week, save up the credits for a Friday, tried all that book stuff, but it was just rubbish, who wants to spend years learning all that stuff. I don't need to be bossed around, I'm my own man. I've got respect and no one messes with me.

#4
This society is all wrong, if those lazy dogs in the government could just do their job then I would not have to put up with all their rubbish. The Louis Vuitton was caught up in traffic for an age this morning. I'm busy, RupMac (spelt Rupert Mackenzie-Smythe) was at the Pear Tree, had to catch up with him before he headed over to the Dubai TriCity, dreadful garish place, but everyone is there these days, and almost missed him. Saw EmVa, and SoEl, and their usual crowd. Talking about the latest schemes, might go for that derivative shorting carbon trades, that whole system is teetering and I could make a shed load shorting it. I think the organ business is on the way out, been good for a while, but those Chinese monkey boys only have so many kidneys and livers. If you have brains, the contacts and a little hard work, there is always money to be made. When the Louis Vuitton stopped there was some proles moaning on about things. One was crippled, that is just offensive, I should not have to look at that, it is only a few thousand credits to sort out that sort of thing, it is just vulgar going about in that state.

My great grandfather is now on the full battery of support systems. With any luck he might pop his clogs soon, and that will boost the old sadly depleted. Of course my useless grandfather will hog most of the money, but even he could not waste all of it on himself.

EmVa is hopeful that the genetic testing will give us a 99%, don't want any useless prole spas genes, just the best blue blood and LVMH CyberEnce. Get one in the gene tanks, and onto the wating list for EtoSEAD.