Since a while already I have picked up the writing, media game again and so far I have been lucky. What has proven to be a collection of long reviews, slowly but surely is drawing me in again and I am enjoying writing more than I ever have since I started with a blog. That not withstanding that I completely refuse to be part of the demographic of bloggers. But theBobbery.com is a great way to get back in to writing and I am looking forward to another upcoming project, also tech related. Yes, a second local online publication.
With writing about local topics, and events, of course come many invitations and requests to make an appearance at preview events or press events. With every invite I feel honored to be part of that select group. Not because the organizers actually thought about me, but because I work at an agnostic and unbiased reputation. Together with the reputation of someone who is selective about the topics he choses to write about, and selects only topics allowing him to add value or properly highlight what I write about. Meaning that neither my attendance nor me writing about events I attend are guaranteed. Read more
Then: January 23rd, 2010.
Now: August 17th, 2011.
The Plan: Write more.
The Plan Extended: Write more, especially on this site. Read more
In an era where the criticism against lists is increasingly growing, writing legend Umberto Eco comes to the rescue of lists.
The list is the origin of culture. It’s part of the history of art and literature. What does culture want? To make infinity comprehensible. It also wants to create order — not always, but often. And how, as a human being, does one face infinity? How does one attempt to grasp the incomprehensible? Through lists, through catalogs, through collections in museums and through encyclopedias and dictionaries. There is an allure to enumerating how many women Don Giovanni slept with: It was 2,063, at least according to Mozart’s librettist, Lorenzo da Ponte. We also have completely practical lists — the shopping list, the will, the menu — that are also cultural achievements in their own right.
The digital revolution killed the art of handwriting. Umberto Eco via frankylicio.us.
My parents’ handwriting was slightly slanted because they held the sheet at an angle, and their letters were, at least by today’s standards, minor works of art. At the time, some – probably those with poor hand- writing – said that fine writing was the art of fools. It’s obvious that fine handwriting does not necessarily mean fine intelligence. But it was pleasing to read notes or documents written as they should be.
On the About page of this blog I quote Paul Boutin and hint at a disbelief in blogs as a medium for individuals.
Although at a certain I have been a so-called blowhard blogger, my background is different and I originate from the CMS. A scene where you slap lots of content on a site, have extensive link lists, maybe even run regularly news, linking to blogs, and try to build a community, most of the time in some kind of forum.
To be entirely honest, I never really liked the blogs as a platform option.