July 30, 2015
July 29, 2015
Some time in the last month I used a tube of Crazy Glue for a quick repair. Somehow during that event, I managed to glue my fingers together. The tube spurted out an excess of glue, missing the intended target and covering my fingers. I had a paw. I don’t know if this is the actual solution to glueing your fingers together with crazy glue, but I quickly went to the kitchen sink, coated my fingers with dish soap and gently pried my fingers apart. Some rubbing and scraping later removed all the glue remnants from my fingers and hand.
Now, the other day, I was glueing again, and splash and spatter, that tube again missed the target. Apparently something was blocking the tiny hole so as to spray glue somewhere else. Not my fingers this time. I cautiously removed them from the target area, but now there was, incredibly, Crazy Glue spatter bumps on my iPad screen.
It was resting there on the desk, propped up on it’s open, folded smart cover, touch screen open, useful and defenseless against unexpected innerant ejaculations of sticky permanent residue.
Quick! Wipe it off! Oh, not useful. Smears.
Screen cleaner fluid! Nope doesn’t touch that shit. Am I going to have to deal with a bumpy touch surface? It doesn’t affect the responsiveness at all. Can I scrape this off? How precious, how sensitive is that surface to to a knife blade? A razor blade? A paint scraper? A fingernail? Fingernails won’t budge it.
One. There is one Google find about, “how sharp a scraper can i use on an ipad screen”. And it’s only incidental to my query.
The iPad screen’s Gorilla Glass is, “Scratch-proof (well, scratch-resistant, but the only thing I found to scratch it was diamond or tungsten carbide tip scribers)” he posts.
I search my disorganized home repair toolshop desk for a suitable scraper. I know I don’t have any diamonds laying about. And the solution is this. Bear in mind the flat scraping edge was worn down, not in its razor sharp original state, but having served well on some staircase moulding before. It didn’t cut any fingers, but was flat and hard and smooth enough, even as I seriously inspected each scrape across that surface, to lift that concrete residue of the screen.
It’s as good as new. And in retrospect, had the cover been closed, it being porous enough that the glue would have had purchase, the cover would have been stained and damaged.
If you get Crazy Glue on your iPad screen, don’t panic. Don’t touch it. Let it dry. Scrape it off.
July 28, 2015
Oil! Our secret god, our secret sharer, our magic wand, fulfiller of our every desire, our co-conspirator, the sine qua non in all we do! Can’t live with it, can’t — right at this moment — live without it. But it’s on everyone’s mind.Back in 2009, as fracking and the mining of the oil/tar sands in Alberta ramped up — when people were talking about Peak Oil and the dangers of the supply giving out — I wrote a piece for the German newspaper Die Zeit. In English it was called “The Future Without Oil.” It went like this:
July 23, 2015
Flickr grabs whatever image I save and uploads it. Here is my Deep Dreamer image album at Flickr. I suspect I will periodically add whatever nightmares this Deep Dreamer app generates to that album.
July 23, 2015
July 23, 2015
The Mac app Deep Dreamer public beta has produced this terribly sad and frightening portrait of a black cat looking at something. A pretty remarkable interpretation of a funny little drawing I made turned into a vision of some kind of existential despair.
July 22, 2015
July 21, 2015
July 20, 2015
The hallucinogenic cyber intelligences at Psychic VR Lab have been busy this week churning out images from submissions. I sent some images through the web interface knowing they would be challenging, only because the imagery is so graphically unambiguous, leaving little, actually, for the algorithm to imagine.
This doleful cat face is from a Mix in Paper. Someone posted the eyes, I drew the cat head. Interesting additions as the organic textures add an other-worldly psychic space. The ear seems an extra-dimensional point of contact.
This is my own art. Was really about thoughts becoming words, words eating thoughts. It seemed a bit somber and doomy with that big black word balloon, but AI turned it into something really gloomy with all the eyes in the black all-consuming extra-dark Lovecraftian depression dimension.
And here, a shedding calico cat drawing I wasn’t entirely happy with. Ran some silly filters on to grind some background noise. And now it’s a demented shedding calico cat god dominating a harbour. Makes sense.
July 13, 2015
The girl with the long braids from Saltarello singing. Saltarello is a Quebec band using a mix of instrumentation and vocalizations. Hurdy-gurdy, didgeridoo, native drums, keyboards, guitar, violin and stringed instruments, throat singing and chants, musical drone tones, and did I mention powerful and melodic drums?