generative [art] reality

Embed­ded Video

When an artists work is ran­dom and each expe­ri­ence is unique the art becomes expe­ri­ence. This makes the real­i­ty unpre­dictable. This idea of gen­er­a­tive art… an expe­ri­ence that you con­trol with­in your own phys­i­cal space. What hap­pens when an artists los­es con­trol? This is a place for con­ver­sa­tion. I found this video from an unpre­dictable search rec­om­men­da­tion from stum­ble­upon. What do you think of this video expe­ri­ence and the artists work? What do you think about gen­er­a­tive art?

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You’ve never been to the moon… But don’t you want to go?

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Weight­less­ness.

You’ve nev­er been to the moon
But don’t you want to go?

‑Melis­sa Etheridge

When all you read about NASA and the efforts to con­tin­ue to explore space are about love tri­an­gles, drink­ing astro­nauts, and the star wars mis­sile shield look­ing at pho­tos like this bring me back to the dream. The hair still stands up on the back of my neck when I hear record­ings of John Kennedy say­ing: We choose to go to the moon.

Here’s a lit­tle bit more of what he said in case you have for­got­ten or nev­er hear the speech.

Those who came before us made cer­tain that this coun­try rode the first waves of the indus­tri­al rev­o­lu­tion, the first waves of mod­ern inven­tion, and the first wave of nuclear pow­er, and this gen­er­a­tion does not intend to founder in the back­wash of the com­ing age of space. We mean to be a part of it — we mean to lead it. For the eyes of the world now look into space, to the moon and to the plan­ets beyond, and we have vowed that we shall not see it gov­erned by a hos­tile flag of con­quest, but by a ban­ner of free­dom and peace. We have vowed that we shall not see space filled with weapons of mass destruc­tion, but with instru­ments of knowl­edge and understanding.

Yet the vows of this Nation can only be ful­filled if we in this Nation are first, and, there­fore, we intend to be first. In short, our lead­er­ship in sci­ence and in indus­try, our hopes for peace and secu­ri­ty, our oblig­a­tions to our­selves as well as oth­ers, all require us to make this effort, to solve these mys­ter­ies, to solve them for the good of all men, and to become the world’s lead­ing space-far­ing nation.

We set sail on this new sea because there is new knowl­edge to be gained, and new rights to be won, and they must be won and used for the progress of all peo­ple. For space sci­ence, like nuclear sci­ence and all tech­nol­o­gy, has no con­science of its own. Whether it will become a force for good or ill depends on man, and only if the Unit­ed States occu­pies a posi­tion of pre-emi­nence can we help decide whether this new ocean will be a sea of peace or a new ter­ri­fy­ing the­ater of war. I do not say that we should or will go unpro­tect­ed against the hos­tile mis­use of space any more than we go unpro­tect­ed against the hos­tile use of land or sea, but I do say that space can be explored and mas­tered with­out feed­ing the fires of war, with­out repeat­ing the mis­takes that man has made in extend­ing his writ around this globe of ours. There is no strife, no prej­u­dice, no nation­al con­flict in out­er space as yet. Its haz­ards are hos­tile to us all. Its con­quest deserves the best of all mankind, and its oppor­tu­ni­ty for peace­ful coop­er­a­tion may nev­er come again.

But why, some say, the moon? Why choose this as our goal? And they may well ask why climb the high­est moun­tain? Why, 35 years ago, fly the Atlantic? Why does Rice play Texas? We choose to go to the moon. We choose to go to the moon — We choose to go to the moon in this decade and do the oth­er things, not because they are easy, but because they are hard, because that goal will serve to orga­nize and mea­sure the best of our ener­gies and skills, because that chal­lenge is one that we’re will­ing to accept, one we are unwill­ing to post­pone, and one we intend to win, and the oth­ers, too.

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Happy Birthday, Lego!

Lego turns 75 today.

Yip­pie! We use legos to stim­u­late think­ing. Build mod­els of web­site archi­tec­tures. And cre­ate build­ings and oth­er struc­tures just for fun. I see Legos and I have to buy them for some­one that I know. Maybe for the LEGO birth­day I’ll have to buy some for me. Thanks to webchick for the photo.

Just a few facts.

Found­ed in 1932 by car­pen­ter Ole Kirk Chris­tiansen from Bil­lund, Den­mark, the com­pa­ny made wood­en toys. The trade­mark name did­n’t come until 1934, inspired from the Dan­ish words “leg godt” (play well), and it was­n’t until 1949 that Lego began pro­duc­ing their now-famous inter­lock­ing bricks. The design final­ized in 1958 and it took anoth­er five years to find prop­er mate­ri­als to pro­duce the blocks. 

The LEGO Com­pa­ny is one of the world’s largest toy man­u­fac­tur­ers. They have mold­ed more than 200 bil­lion plas­tic build­ing pieces over the past fifty years.

The LEGO Com­pa­ny funds $5 mil­lion lab at MIT Media Lab­o­ra­to­ry : A lab for play­ing and learning.

Their web­site, loads of fun.
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Sixty Four years later : Hiroshima and Nagasaki

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This day is a repeat­ing event on my iCal.  The first atom­ic bomb actu­al­ly used in war time was dropped on Hiroshi­ma on August 6th, 1945 killing between 130,000 and 150,000 peo­ple by the end of that year. On August 9th a sec­ond bomb was dropped on Nagasa­ki. I can­not find the words to express my sorrow.

This year 40,000 peo­ple gath­ered at Peace Memo­r­i­al Park.


Peace dec­la­ra­tion by Hiroshi­ma mayor

The Yomi­uri Shimbun

The fol­low­ing is an offi­cial trans­la­tion by the Hiroshi­ma munic­i­pal gov­ern­ment of the text of a speech deliv­ered by Hiroshi­ma May­or Tadatoshi Aki­ba on the occa­sion of the 62nd anniver­sary of the atom­ic bomb­ing of Hiroshima: 

That fate­ful sum­mer, 8:15 a.m. The roar of a B‑29 breaks the morn­ing calm. A para­chute opens in the blue sky. Then sud­den­ly, a flash, an enor­mous blast–silence–hell on Earth. 

The eyes of young girls watch­ing the para­chute were melt­ed. Their faces became giant charred blis­ters. The skin of peo­ple seek­ing help dan­gled from their fin­ger­nails. Their hair stood on end. Their clothes were ripped to shreds. Peo­ple trapped in hous­es top­pled by the blast were burned alive. Oth­ers died when their eye­balls and inter­nal organs burst from their bodies–Hiroshima was a hell where those who some­how sur­vived envied the dead. 

With­in the year, 140,000 had died. Many who escaped death ini­tial­ly are still suf­fer­ing from leukemia, thy­roid can­cer, and a vast array of oth­er afflictions. 

But there was more. Sneered at for their keloid scars, dis­crim­i­nat­ed against in employ­ment and mar­riage, unable to find under­stand­ing for their pro­found emo­tion­al wounds, sur­vivors suf­fered and strug­gled day after day, ques­tion­ing the mean­ing of life. 

And yet, the mes­sage born of that agony is a beam of light now shin­ing the way for the human fam­i­ly. To ensure that “no one else ever suf­fers as we did,” the hibakusha [atom­ic-bomb­ing sur­vivors] have con­tin­u­ous­ly spo­ken of expe­ri­ences they would rather for­get, and we must nev­er for­get their accom­plish­ments in pre­vent­ing a third use of nuclear weapons. 

Despite their best efforts, vast arse­nals of nuclear weapons remain in high states of readiness–deployed or eas­i­ly avail­able. Pro­lif­er­a­tion is gain­ing momen­tum, and the human fam­i­ly still faces the per­il of extinc­tion. This is because a hand­ful of old-fash­ioned lead­ers, cling­ing to an ear­ly 20th cen­tu­ry world­view in thrall to the rule of brute strength, are reject­ing glob­al democ­ra­cy, turn­ing their backs on the real­i­ty of the atom­ic bomb­ings and the mes­sage of the hibakusha. 

How­ev­er, here in the 21st cen­tu­ry the time has come when these prob­lems can actu­al­ly be solved through the pow­er of the peo­ple. For­mer colonies have become inde­pen­dent. Demo­c­ra­t­ic gov­ern­ments have tak­en root. Learn­ing the lessons of his­to­ry, peo­ple have cre­at­ed inter­na­tion­al rules pro­hibit­ing attacks on non­com­bat­ants and the use of inhu­mane weapons. They have worked hard to make the Unit­ed Nations an instru­ment for the res­o­lu­tion of inter­na­tion­al dis­putes. And now city gov­ern­ments, enti­ties that have always walked with and shared in the tragedy and pain of their cit­i­zens, are ris­ing up. In the light of human wis­dom, they are lever­ag­ing the voic­es of their cit­i­zens to lift inter­na­tion­al politics. 

Rec­og­niz­ing that “cities suf­fer most from war,” May­ors for Peace, with 1,698 city mem­bers around the world, is active­ly cam­paign­ing to elim­i­nate all nuclear weapons by 2020. 

In Hiroshi­ma, we are con­tin­u­ing our effort to com­mu­ni­cate the A‑bomb expe­ri­ence by hold­ing A‑bomb exhi­bi­tions in 101 cities in the Unit­ed States and facil­i­tat­ing estab­lish­ment of Hiroshi­ma-Nagasa­ki Peace Study Cours­es in uni­ver­si­ties around the world. Amer­i­can may­ors have tak­en the lead in our Cities Are Not Tar­gets project. May­ors in the Czech Repub­lic are oppos­ing the deploy­ment of a mis­sile defense sys­tem. The may­or of Guer­ni­ca-Lumo is call­ing for a resur­gence of moral­i­ty in inter­na­tion­al pol­i­tics. The may­or of Ypres is pro­vid­ing an inter­na­tion­al sec­re­tari­at for May­ors for Peace, while oth­er Bel­gian may­ors are con­tribut­ing funds, and many more may­ors around the world are work­ing with their cit­i­zens on pio­neer­ing ini­tia­tives. In Octo­ber this year, at the World Con­gress of Unit­ed Cities and Local Gov­ern­ments, which rep­re­sents the major­i­ty of our plan­et’s pop­u­la­tion, cities will express the will of human­i­ty as we call for the elim­i­na­tion of nuclear weapons. 

The gov­ern­ment of Japan, the world’s only A‑bombed nation, is duty-bound to humbly learn the phi­los­o­phy of the hibakusha along with the facts of the atom­ic bomb­ings and to spread this knowl­edge through the world. At the same time, to abide by inter­na­tion­al law and ful­fill its good-faith oblig­a­tion to press for nuclear weapons abo­li­tion, the Japan­ese gov­ern­ment should take pride in and pro­tect, as is, the Peace Con­sti­tu­tion, while clear­ly say­ing no to obso­lete and mis­tak­en U.S. poli­cies. We fur­ther demand, on behalf of the hibakusha, whose aver­age age now exceeds 74, improved and appro­pri­ate assis­tance, to be extend­ed also to those liv­ing over­seas or exposed in “black rain areas.” 

Six­ty-two years after the atom­ic bomb­ing, we offer today our heart­felt prayers for the peace­ful repose of all its vic­tims and of Itcho Ito, the may­or of Nagasa­ki shot down on his way toward nuclear weapons abo­li­tion. Let us pledge here and now to take all actions required to bequeath to future gen­er­a­tions a nuclear-weapon-free world. 

Tadatoshi Aki­ba

Hiroshi­ma Mayor 

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Rubber Duckie, Florentijn » Projects

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Art has a sense of humor eh? I love this rub­ber duck. You can’t help but smile when you look at the series of pho­tos. Just click on the link below the image to see all nine. Real­ly fun stuff. When you need a lit­tle joy you can click your brows­er and imag­ine him in your tub.

Titel: Badeend
Jaar: 2007
Locatie: riv­i­er de Loire, Frankrijk
Afmetin­gen: 26 x 20 x 32 meter
Mate­ri­alen: inflat­able, pvc gedrenkt in rub­ber, pon­ton en aggregaat
Pro­duc­tie: le Lieu Unique, de Biën­nale Estuaire

Een gele stip aan de hori­zon komt langza­am dichter­bij. Mensen hebben zich verza­meld en staan ver­steld als een gigan­tis­che gele badeend hen met een langza­am knikkende beweg­ing begroet.De badeend kent geen gren­zen, geen onder­scheid in volken en is niet poli­tiek geladen! De vrien­delijk dob­berende badeend heeft een helende funk­tie en zal mon­di­ale span­nin­gen kun­nen weg­ne­men en definieren. De badeend is zacht, vrien­delijk en voor jong en oud.

Title: Rub­ber duck
Year: 2007
Loca­tion: riv­er the Loire, France
Dimen­sions: 26 x 20 x 32 meters
Mate­ri­als: inflat­able, rub­ber coat­ed PVC, pon­toon and generator
Pro­duc­tion: le Lieu Unique and the Bien­ni­al Estuaire

A yel­low spot on the hori­zon slow­ly approach­es the coast. Peo­ple have gath­ered and watch in amaze­ment as a giant yel­low Rub­ber Duck approach­es. The spec­ta­tors are greet­ed by the duck, which slow­ly nods its head. The Rub­ber Duck knows no fron­tiers, it does­n’t dis­crim­i­nate peo­ple and does­n’t have a polit­i­cal con­no­ta­tion. The friend­ly, float­ing Rub­ber Duck has heal­ing prop­er­ties: it can relieve mon­di­al ten­sions as well as define them. The rub­ber duck is soft, friend­ly and suit­able for all ages! 

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Apple iPhone signals beginning of the end, Duh.

On June 29, 2007, Apple released the high­ly antic­i­pat­ed iPhone to the pub­lic. For­rester eval­u­at­ed the iPhone’s capa­bil­i­ties, and we believe that the iPhone sig­nals the begin­ning of the end for the mobile Web as we know it today: Stripped-down sites crammed onto the small screens of devices meant for phon­ing, not brows­ing, will become a thing of the past. Com­pa­nies look­ing to stay on top of this trend should get iPhones and expe­ri­ence their capa­bil­i­ties for them­selves. Going for­ward, firms should con­tin­ue to exper­i­ment with the mobile Web sites they own today in order to learn how to cre­ate con­tent that is time­ly, loca­tion-aware, and action­able for users on the go,” Vidya Lak­sh­mi­pa­thy reports for For­rester Research.

Voice Bank has devel­oped a con­vert­er that shrinks man­ga pages cre­at­ed for view­ing on PC screens to iPhone size, claim­ing it made the move because the phone’s touch-sen­si­tive screen is per­fect for the pan­el-based graph­ic medi­um. It is now look­ing for a dis­tri­b­u­tion part­ner in the US

Sounds like these guys have already got­ten the message.
This is what I want to be able to check out on my iphone.

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longing for this

try­ing to find the road not tak­en » Blog Archive » Good Morn­ing Winter

I can’t wait to hear the crunch of snow beneath my feet. Found this crisp image while vis­it­ing meto­day at Flickr.com. I belong to the group it’s good fun. It is one of those
won­der­ful moments where you wan­der around the web fol­low­ing what
intrigues you. 

It all start­ed with a this : 

MeTo­day: July 31st on Flickr — Pho­to Sharing!

com­bined with look­ing at this :

YES. I look for­ward to wear­ing fleece.

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