Hard Drive, Soft Wear
Leaning into the wind.
Another Sunday, Another Naive Weekly — Observations From The Internet Wilderness.
Friday, I introduced 46 people to their new penpals. It takes time and commitment to sit down and write this many personal emails. Therefore, I was dragging out the task.
Fortunately, sending the emails felt rewarding. I got to read reflections on how people’s last year was (hectic, lonely, fruitful) and what warms them on a cold day (books, sweaters, hugs). And I connected people from all corners of the world: from the Philippines to Colombia.
I have no agency in what happens next: I don’t know if people will send a letter or reply if they receive one. But I’m not sure if that even matters.
Shazam, but for cheese.
If gifs are for boomers, spudoogle is for you.
Place Wikipedia entries on a timeline. Very addictive.
Ascii is home.
Discover shadows anywhere in the world.
I’m considering social media feeds to be the equivalent of radio and TV channels. Instead of a human editor, it is now a human-made algorithm deciding what is aired. The rest is similar, except for the fact that we can’t listen to each other’s feeds. However, reading this post about how a friend group’s TikTok feeds are synching makes me wonder if this is changing, and unlike the author, I’d welcome a period where I can tune in to the same tones as kins.
I often return to Ukele’s Manifesto for Maintenance Art for inspiration when I’m initiating new projects. It reminds me to consider the care required for a project to last — and to acknowledge the work that is only visible until it is neglected. This article expands Ukele’s body of work, raises awareness of the scale of care, and urges us to thank those keeping spaces alive.
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