One Man's notebook this week.
20 years ago today, my commute was disrupted by the 7/7 bombings in London. And I accidentally stumbled into the beginnings of the “citizen journalism” age of news…
It’s difficult to articulate how angry this piece about failed crowdfunding publisher Unbound makes me.
It’s one thing to fail. It’s quite another to lie consistently to authors and backers over what appears to be years.
Having a big life re-evaluation moment with my wife. My City lecturing and my family are the non-negotiable bits, as is my wife’s (new) job, but we’re putting everything else up in the air: where we live, the rest of my working life. How we spend our free time.
It’s frightening but exhilarating.
Some (slightly meandering) thoughts on The Observer’s cracking investigative piece into the truth behind The Salt Path story, and the audience and media reaction to it.
With bonus description of my media theorist’s hat.
One of the things I miss about Livejournal is the ability to follower lock posts.
Thesis: AI illustration is now baseline, human art and photography becomes value added. Human creativity becomes a signifier of a premium product.
Thoughts?
AI can’t kern.
London at its most London-y
And so, farewell, Firewire. Decades ago, you defined my music listening and early video editing experience. We haven’t seen each other in years, but I still mourn your loss.
Coffee date with my eldest.
