<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396</id><updated>2012-01-30T05:19:10.176-08:00</updated><category term='micro-cottage'/><category term='purse'/><category term='instrument'/><category term='cricket poop'/><category term='bonsai'/><category term='meta-structure'/><category term='chiptunes'/><category term='cockroach egg-purse'/><category term='electronic music'/><category term='drill press'/><title type='text'>Peter B: Just B</title><subtitle type='html'>About meta-architecture, instrument design, and the about, about the spaces within and without.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-424478434890920772</id><published>2012-01-28T07:46:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T07:50:28.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Review of peter b @ the stone nyc.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://bunkermusicology.com/?p=96#more-96" width="100%" height="100%"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-424478434890920772?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/424478434890920772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2012/01/review-of-peter-b-stone-nyc_9608.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/424478434890920772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/424478434890920772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2012/01/review-of-peter-b-stone-nyc_9608.html' title=''/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-2595506128212564699</id><published>2012-01-28T07:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T07:42:55.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marcus, Tetrazzi, Aluminum Phosphate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Marcus Sends this UTUB playlist, of him in the attic of &lt;span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; background-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "&gt;Mengelcoch Attic; Minneapolis [12-16-11].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; background-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "&gt;SAYS THIS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; font-size: 10px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Peter -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; font-size: 10px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Got to play in the attic of Mengelcoch, using a lot of Sidrassi Organus and then some Aluminum Phosphate Crystal Simulation with slowed down tapes I recorded.  Here below is a 3 part video  found on youtube - starts off with summoning the party upstairs to the attic.  Anyday now i'm gonna order Tetrazzi parts.  Say hi to yourself &lt;img src="https://email.fatcow.com/sqmail/src/download.php?absolute_dl=true&amp;amp;passed_id=22936&amp;amp;mailbox=INBOX.Trash&amp;amp;ent_id=2" goomoji="341" style="text-decoration: none; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0.2ex; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0.2ex; vertical-align: middle; " /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; font-size: 10px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;- Markus&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Geo, serif; text-decoration: none; font-size: medium; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-decoration: none; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;THANKS MARKUS for the GREAT MUSIC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ahY2-ETYQts" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/z1fZOFXDF54" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/uxTJ3yJ1Nc4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-2595506128212564699?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/2595506128212564699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2012/01/marcus-tetrazzi-aluminum-phosphate_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/2595506128212564699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/2595506128212564699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2012/01/marcus-tetrazzi-aluminum-phosphate_28.html' title='Marcus, Tetrazzi, Aluminum Phosphate'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ahY2-ETYQts/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-1076652195826592870</id><published>2011-12-29T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T12:15:37.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's already there</title><content type='html'>I have spoken already about the crackling Public Address system, neglected on a dark street corner in Shibuya, Tokyo.  I must double-emphasize that this is the source of much of what I do, for it is "what is already there".&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Circuit artists such as Jessica Rylan will research intensively how certain chips will work under all circumstances, including when they are driven hard or "out of normal operating range".  The famous olde chip, 555, is great at sucking up a lot of current while it oscillates, and in many modes it has no protection against over current.  One time, in Portland Oregon, I got a quad 555 to bust its cap on my face, shooting hot silicon/epoxy at my glasses.  Thanks for being glassed, the danger-boy says.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chips can be damaged by the heat of over-current, alchemizing them into retarded beasts that sound like dying ducks.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The crackle-box by Michel Waisvicz, exploits the LM709 chip, an olde opamp with extra "compensation pins", originally intended for "general purpose audio amplification".  But when used OUTSIDE its intentions, it creates those famous dying duck sounds that are quite diagetic in many a noiser's sets.  You should read the schematic and look at the actual arrangement of transistors within the chip, noting that it is more "primitive" than current opamps such as the TL084, TLV2474, or LM324.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, Momus has pointed out that the unconscious is on the surface in Japanese culture, nothing is hidden.  Likewise, transistor amplifiers are allowed to decay on the street, or in subway stations, becoming subtle noise installations that emit crackling and sometimes even synthesized tones, for natives to absorb directly into their collective subconscious.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is where i prefer to start from, what is "already there" in a chip.  A long time ago, I said to myself, "making CDs is bogus, i never liked being slaved to these discs.  I eat chips instead, digesting them and farting them, and this is my art."  remember the OLESTRA oil-slick chips? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-1076652195826592870?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/1076652195826592870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/12/whats-already-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/1076652195826592870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/1076652195826592870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/12/whats-already-there.html' title='What&apos;s already there'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-3950910224027445361</id><published>2011-12-02T12:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T12:45:43.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Proposal for a Sculpture Garden</title><content type='html'>Indigenous nuts are falling in the sculpture garden, which due to its nature (wind, rain, and other elements) is composed of pieces made from chemically stable metals: stainless, painted steel, matte painted steel, and of course, Cor-ten.  There is no aluminum, because only the highest grade of that metal are immune from aluminum decay, wherein it becomes chalky, alum.  However, brass is possible, and it is the most resonant next to aluminum, which is the lightest and sweetest, containing many high overtones and sensitive to its surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must be a metal sensitive to its surroundings, for Indigenous nuts are falling on it.  These "events", "nut-falls", trigger an internal emotion in the metal, and this emotion was originally programmed by said sculpture's artist.  The emotion is sonic, and we propose herein to capture such emotion with Piezo's, affixed with archive-grade removable gum, and connected on site to a certain "parasite", which contains the phollowing:&lt;br /&gt;-small solar panel charging small battery pack, to constant power the embedded Arm Cortex, which can distinguish said nut-fall events and archive them in an attached 2 gigabyte flash memory (non volatile)&lt;br /&gt;-solar panel which directly powers a "Ciat-Amplifier", to re-synthesize and diffuse the distilled sounds of nut-falls on sculpture.  Coco-Techniques may be used for the stochastic processing of nut-fall data.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since flash memory is non-volatile, the nut-falls are archived digitally as said distillum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a piece for phall, when indigenous nuts fall (Beech, Oak, Locust Beans, Gumball Microseeds)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-3950910224027445361?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/3950910224027445361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/12/proposal-for-sculpture-garden.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/3950910224027445361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/3950910224027445361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/12/proposal-for-sculpture-garden.html' title='Proposal for a Sculpture Garden'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-4502708605486585382</id><published>2011-11-29T08:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T08:34:52.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Quickword for Downtown: ROME</title><content type='html'>Open Letter to Crisco: put product in ORIGINAL packaging including the same type of kraft paper, etc, and u will see sails unfurl 200 %.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/c/cf/Crisco_Cookbook_1912.jpg" border="20" alt="" width="200" height="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/e/ef/Snowdrift_shortening.jpg" border="20" width="200" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And palladium shall be used to make bread light and vegan frostings, via the palm and cocoanut oils of the tropics and moorish countries... and peace will be like snow on the earth...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-4502708605486585382?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/4502708605486585382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-quickword-for-downtown-rome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/4502708605486585382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/4502708605486585382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-quickword-for-downtown-rome.html' title='New Quickword for Downtown: ROME'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-2527274822360984321</id><published>2011-11-25T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T06:39:48.172-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interview with Pastor Marc___ius</title><content type='html'>There is a church behind my mom's house that I use th'grounds of consistently, where wild fox roams in vast woods, a swampland, even deer there, many crunchy oak-acorns on the grounds which phat squirrels eat.  A neighborhood boy, his eagle scout project to import fine pebbles to make a labyrynth spyral there in the woods.  Quite fine grounds.  One day a pastor there approached me.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hallo!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi, I would like to donate twenty dollars to your church for I find the grounds quite useable and i think the spirituality contain'd within is thus important for perpetuity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;But do you wish to worship here?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well first, my county is not of here, my lord, but in Lord Baltimore, chancellor of Marlyland State of America.  I do though wish to come to your services and hear fine organ music issuing from the leaden pipes and fine hardwood chests.  Also I appreciate singing diatonic music as a congregation, and some of my favorite "feelgood" moments as a kid are of a fine christmas service where all turkey-fed brethren are bellowing hymns, perhaps in a cathedral, with the trumpets and gemshorns echoing in the back as the heat of the spirituality bends their sound around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you believe in Jesus Christ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have learned his teachings and am confirmed in the Lutheran church.  Martin Luther was for "common sense" in spirituality.  Philip K Dick was for the common sense that we all are a piece of God.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you believe in God?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not in a personal one and i don't see any reason for an "impersonal one".  There is also the 20th century "common sense" of Star Trek, where gods, God, are either at the rim of the galaxy in a band of pure energy, or that they are an ancient alien race, the Seeders, who once gave us our form, thus we come back around and essentially you CAN believe in a personal god.  Or "personality gods", whom "Kirk" walks with.  Thus i do believe in Ourobouros, the snake that bites it own tail.  I must say though, again I do appreciate this here church, and its grounds are very zen-like, a reflection of the purity of Virginia, where Cardinals were playing in the Hollies early this morning on a frosty walk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-2527274822360984321?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/2527274822360984321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/11/interview-with-pastor-marcius.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/2527274822360984321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/2527274822360984321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/11/interview-with-pastor-marcius.html' title='Interview with Pastor Marc___ius'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-5958603892303973019</id><published>2011-11-01T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T12:47:26.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now that I'm 32. it's time to program 32 BIT!</title><content type='html'>Peter B: Now that I'm 32. it's time to program 32 BIT!&lt;div&gt;For this I choose, ST32F103RC, by STM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is an ARM CORTEX chip.  For this new meme introduced,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a patit sketch, shown here with my son, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kiri, a kazoo, and a hot pepper:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JBAg_cauouQ/TrBLYFD5GKI/AAAAAAAAAN4/cvlAdZQ4RQc/s1600/kirileavesYOP%2B026.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JBAg_cauouQ/TrBLYFD5GKI/AAAAAAAAAN4/cvlAdZQ4RQc/s400/kirileavesYOP%2B026.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670114807906900130" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's an arm, with a brain as the fist,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ready to ARM CORTEX punch you in the face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am doing this programming for my digital company, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SHBOBO, who is represented as "the cat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of digitalia (stabs jumps swats and bites), &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in this patit sketch:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ymF20fCD2Xo/TrBLYrDm3NI/AAAAAAAAAOI/79Ofl94jCds/s1600/kirileavesYOP%2B027.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ymF20fCD2Xo/TrBLYrDm3NI/AAAAAAAAAOI/79Ofl94jCds/s400/kirileavesYOP%2B027.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670114818106252498" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;more on ARM CORTEX M3 soon,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but preview this- it has a "saturate" opcode&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;built in to the core.  That's the same saturate &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as in "saturating compressor"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not forsaking the boyscouts over at MICROCHIP PIC,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just putting their 8 bit, slower chips on the back burner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yours truly, PB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-5958603892303973019?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/5958603892303973019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/11/now-that-im-32-its-time-to-program-32.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/5958603892303973019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/5958603892303973019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/11/now-that-im-32-its-time-to-program-32.html' title='Now that I&apos;m 32. it&apos;s time to program 32 BIT!'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JBAg_cauouQ/TrBLYFD5GKI/AAAAAAAAAN4/cvlAdZQ4RQc/s72-c/kirileavesYOP%2B026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-6465398353313009864</id><published>2011-09-16T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T12:07:58.924-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='micro-cottage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drill press'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bonsai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meta-structure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='instrument'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='electronic music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cricket poop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cockroach egg-purse'/><title type='text'>Ideal babyproofed Micro-Cottage @ Shack in the back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hi, due to baby's needs we moved in to a nice neighborhood near the Baltimore Museum of Art and Dizzy Izzy's.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The back yard is long, past the grill and the bonsai'd maple, there is a small building:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_WT5cOYYbGs/TnObKAsKYbI/AAAAAAAAANk/wNuTmEl7OoU/s1600/IMG_6099.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_WT5cOYYbGs/TnObKAsKYbI/AAAAAAAAANk/wNuTmEl7OoU/s400/IMG_6099.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653032553566331314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_WT5cOYYbGs/TnObKAsKYbI/AAAAAAAAANk/wNuTmEl7OoU/s1600/IMG_6099.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A shack in the back, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11.6667px; "&gt;that was home to cricket poop and cockroach egg-purses, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "&gt;with a cistern and compost:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-owANp03PGr8/TnObJ-GdVtI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7CY6oRJifU/s1600/IMG_6101.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-owANp03PGr8/TnObJ-GdVtI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7CY6oRJifU/s400/IMG_6101.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653032552871319250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I fixed up the door and put a lock on it:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fg9_U0wGx8k/TnObBLL9hRI/AAAAAAAAANU/QLgIcehQ5WA/s1600/IMG_6102.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fg9_U0wGx8k/TnObBLL9hRI/AAAAAAAAANU/QLgIcehQ5WA/s400/IMG_6102.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653032401765238034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fg9_U0wGx8k/TnObBLL9hRI/AAAAAAAAANU/QLgIcehQ5WA/s1600/IMG_6102.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Inside, I said to myself, now I am gonna take advantage of this occasion to create the ideal micro-cottage, with just the right features and nothing more, for my blog.  you see, actions are much more important than words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sry3cCEs1EE/TnObAz4hd8I/AAAAAAAAANM/meCRFMqpNt8/s1600/IMG_6103.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sry3cCEs1EE/TnObAz4hd8I/AAAAAAAAANM/meCRFMqpNt8/s400/IMG_6103.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653032395509692354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sry3cCEs1EE/TnObAz4hd8I/AAAAAAAAANM/meCRFMqpNt8/s1600/IMG_6103.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I went to Ikea and bought some LED strip lighting specifically for a circuit-man's special nook near his lap, it is illuminating my gears, pliers, probes, and screw-drivers.  Up top: soldering iron, a "scraps plate" and ventilation fan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GtovO8N4pJU/TnObAvKwMBI/AAAAAAAAANE/m6-4DBQs7pw/s1600/IMG_6104.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GtovO8N4pJU/TnObAvKwMBI/AAAAAAAAANE/m6-4DBQs7pw/s400/IMG_6104.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653032394243977234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-17yABFPyjtQ/TnObAS9JVUI/AAAAAAAAAM8/buWUbSPhATk/s1600/IMG_6105.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ample shelving for Oscilloscope, parts bins, power strip, mixer, and instrument storage.  TODO: my father's stereo will go on the instrument shelf, for the house needs a PA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-17yABFPyjtQ/TnObAS9JVUI/AAAAAAAAAM8/buWUbSPhATk/s1600/IMG_6105.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-17yABFPyjtQ/TnObAS9JVUI/AAAAAAAAAM8/buWUbSPhATk/s400/IMG_6105.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653032386670712130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nlbdE_wbIJk/TnObABHE4UI/AAAAAAAAAM0/kPejF1WufVc/s1600/IMG_6106.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did I say this shack is baby proofed?  On low, a blackboard and chalk for lessons in the shack.  Extra chairs for visitors, like my friend Jorge, or Carson, or Twig:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nlbdE_wbIJk/TnObABHE4UI/AAAAAAAAAM0/kPejF1WufVc/s1600/IMG_6106.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nlbdE_wbIJk/TnObABHE4UI/AAAAAAAAAM0/kPejF1WufVc/s400/IMG_6106.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653032381880525122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5R1b3USViz4/TnOauVD9dqI/AAAAAAAAAMs/azBNyj7rhzA/s1600/IMG_6107.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is more hospitality to visitors, and me alike.  Several work-tables, lined up, a power source, amplifier, and ground cord which goes up, to the Garage Door Track, which seems 2 B grounded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5R1b3USViz4/TnOauVD9dqI/AAAAAAAAAMs/azBNyj7rhzA/s1600/IMG_6107.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5R1b3USViz4/TnOauVD9dqI/AAAAAAAAAMs/azBNyj7rhzA/s400/IMG_6107.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653032077998519970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5R1b3USViz4/TnOauVD9dqI/AAAAAAAAAMs/azBNyj7rhzA/s1600/IMG_6107.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Self portrait with clamshell macintosh in front of the workstation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XNdowM-A7Ac/TnOaoHT0O0I/AAAAAAAAAMk/G6yFOzo4P2A/s1600/IMG_6110.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XNdowM-A7Ac/TnOaoHT0O0I/AAAAAAAAAMk/G6yFOzo4P2A/s400/IMG_6110.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653031971227712322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XNdowM-A7Ac/TnOaoHT0O0I/AAAAAAAAAMk/G6yFOzo4P2A/s1600/IMG_6110.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In honor of my favorite art moving company, I used part of their crate, salvaged from BMA dumpster as part of the Franz West post-exhibition, to construct the faceplate of this "delta bonsai" drill press stand:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--7IZgZ24SNQ/TnOan-DEpsI/AAAAAAAAAMc/yhOnTfSm6HA/s1600/IMG_6111.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--7IZgZ24SNQ/TnOan-DEpsI/AAAAAAAAAMc/yhOnTfSm6HA/s400/IMG_6111.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653031968741566146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--7IZgZ24SNQ/TnOan-DEpsI/AAAAAAAAAMc/yhOnTfSm6HA/s1600/IMG_6111.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;View out the back, with m'truck there:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QVQwU0r1lMI/TnOansuGWnI/AAAAAAAAAMU/0dB8icYxml8/s1600/IMG_6112.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QVQwU0r1lMI/TnOansuGWnI/AAAAAAAAAMU/0dB8icYxml8/s400/IMG_6112.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653031964090194546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tEOVdaHr4-g/TnOZ2yqyFdI/AAAAAAAAALs/HSsUPcxwT-A/s1600/IMG_6113.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With garage door closed, one can see the "akari lights" put there to dazzle a baby that is tossed in the air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tEOVdaHr4-g/TnOZ2yqyFdI/AAAAAAAAALs/HSsUPcxwT-A/s1600/IMG_6113.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tEOVdaHr4-g/TnOZ2yqyFdI/AAAAAAAAALs/HSsUPcxwT-A/s400/IMG_6113.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653031123873306066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--88m8GZYOig/TnOZ2rfmbpI/AAAAAAAAALk/Rrjx0YzWibQ/s1600/IMG_6114.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The landlords of this property had put a climbing wall back in this shack, and said to me that i could dismantle it.  I kept some of the pulling points for exercise, but this wonderful meta-structure provided for interesting shelving options:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--88m8GZYOig/TnOZ2rfmbpI/AAAAAAAAALk/Rrjx0YzWibQ/s1600/IMG_6114.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--88m8GZYOig/TnOZ2rfmbpI/AAAAAAAAALk/Rrjx0YzWibQ/s400/IMG_6114.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653031121947356818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--88m8GZYOig/TnOZ2rfmbpI/AAAAAAAAALk/Rrjx0YzWibQ/s1600/IMG_6114.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The face of the climbing walls were moved into the yard, and mulched beneath, to make a baby climbing practice wall!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OpddYfqCXM8/TnOZ2WP9q7I/AAAAAAAAALc/9K7AMpspImw/s1600/IMG_6115.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OpddYfqCXM8/TnOZ2WP9q7I/AAAAAAAAALc/9K7AMpspImw/s400/IMG_6115.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653031116244626354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OpddYfqCXM8/TnOZ2WP9q7I/AAAAAAAAALc/9K7AMpspImw/s1600/IMG_6115.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ixpZCyFCosM/TnOZ2NmXoJI/AAAAAAAAALU/FGnyVUH9RK0/s1600/IMG_6116.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ixpZCyFCosM/TnOZ2NmXoJI/AAAAAAAAALU/FGnyVUH9RK0/s400/IMG_6116.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653031113922683026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ixpZCyFCosM/TnOZ2NmXoJI/AAAAAAAAALU/FGnyVUH9RK0/s1600/IMG_6116.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a dandy combination: the Sidrazzi Organ, in black sac purse, plus the newest Cocostuber in the red bag, ready to gig:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Is9ee2L9kiY/TnOZ1xq2RfI/AAAAAAAAALM/zD93kDUWdp0/s1600/IMG_6098.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Is9ee2L9kiY/TnOZ1xq2RfI/AAAAAAAAALM/zD93kDUWdp0/s400/IMG_6098.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653031106425275890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-6465398353313009864?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/6465398353313009864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/09/ideal-babyproofed-micro-cottage-shack.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/6465398353313009864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/6465398353313009864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/09/ideal-babyproofed-micro-cottage-shack.html' title='Ideal babyproofed Micro-Cottage @ Shack in the back'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_WT5cOYYbGs/TnObKAsKYbI/AAAAAAAAANk/wNuTmEl7OoU/s72-c/IMG_6099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-2047079839764804450</id><published>2011-08-31T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T21:22:39.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Name for Wabi-Sabi: Dizzy Izzy</title><content type='html'>when i was a pre-teen, in pre-teen sunday school in the church basement, I had a benevolent lutheran younger mustachioed pastor, named Pastor Luke (bad sentence for too many adjectives).  I have always associated him with gentleness and kindness, like a buddhist who travels the middle road.  I never asked the question i always wanted to ask, "what is hell like for a modern person?"..   I meant could it possibly baroque, gothic, or medieval, with flames and devils?  or could it be something more sinister, like being confined to one room, any room, forever!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i tried to imagine what it would be like to be confined to that sunday school room in the basement of the church, forever, with only some sunday school materials, cartoons, parables, and plain pink plastic chairs around a formica conference table, FOREVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i imagined spending a thousand years on one page of a kids songbook, memorizing every strand of wood cellulose in its paper.  (yes, and i have read Borges).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or looking at a cracked floor tile for eternity.  or a cracked ceiling tile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realized, what makes hell heavenous?  its all the entropy that you notice, and find pleasure in studying.  being confined in a church basement would become pleasurable with the wabi-sabi, or shall i say Dizzy Izzy of it all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is why my "system" does not involve measuring often (to the consternation of "m'friends", when i choose to draw a chalk line by eye to the line of the mortar in the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"a castle is built with every wall as two, an inner and an outer.  in the interstitial space, there is rubble buried by the mason men, and sometimes bodies are buried there, brought about by sinister political murderings.  these "bodies in the walls" are covered in folklore of the castle period, as ghost, or "spirits within the stone and mortar""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-2047079839764804450?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/2047079839764804450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/08/new-name-for-wabi-sabi-dizzy-izzy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/2047079839764804450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/2047079839764804450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/08/new-name-for-wabi-sabi-dizzy-izzy.html' title='New Name for Wabi-Sabi: Dizzy Izzy'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-5202543284353198692</id><published>2011-08-26T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T11:13:09.060-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chiptunes'/><title type='text'>Pic versus Atmel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Huge bonking subject.  For one, I know a dude named Todd Bailey who has serious homey relationship with Atmel.  Also mainy other products suchs as Arduino have been made with Atmel, which is considered to have the more "old-school" style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also dudes such as Todd Bailey and Karl Ekdahl will point out the benefits of both, and in the end may frowningly celebrate some virtues of the PIC.  The frown is because the PIC is kindof like being in "boy scouts" in that it is somewhat metrosexual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But bit banging can be implemented in both.  Homeys will also say that a true man programs in assembly, running these robot as an extension of ones own intellect.  Homeys will also point out that c is great to s-ketchup a design real quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally have decided to make something wonderful in assembly language.  It will be called "Chub-Lisp", and it is an 8 bit computer music language that runs on an embedded...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Microchip PIC 18F!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the deal.  Atmel is really cool especially for being like Spock.  I'm sure the data sheets are logical.   PIC is like being in Pudding Lane on London, with brick alleyways, the data sheet is long and has its own language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But learn these winding roads, and use the services of the farrier, the blacksmith.  These "meta-silicon" homies will do lots for you for cheap (i.e. in a only few clicks of the tock), like send bytes out USB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or Hardware Multiply, which places the PIC18F25J50 in the unique position of running a lot of 8 bit DSP, such as computer music programs!  It gives it a unique sound, that starts out with my friend the Muslim Ice Cream man, and his chiptune sound unit, but extends into the wild lands of Computer Music, resonances, pluck, granular synthesis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A squishable ice cream truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-5202543284353198692?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/5202543284353198692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/08/pic-versus-atmel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/5202543284353198692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/5202543284353198692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/08/pic-versus-atmel.html' title='Pic versus Atmel'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-2835843939104502454</id><published>2011-08-26T10:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T10:53:50.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4046 vs 74hc4046</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Got the COCOQUANTUS boards yesterday and I rushed to the workshop on Bentalou Street to test them out.  All in all they work, no mystery parts (like last time), all the parts used are durable, stock items, that really work.  Here's a picture of one of the unpopulated boards (populated ones are sitting in the workshop on Bentalou):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ge4278-JdUE/TlfY80Yxl3I/AAAAAAAAAK8/Kdq1jlhZyLc/s1600/IMG_6089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ge4278-JdUE/TlfY80Yxl3I/AAAAAAAAAK8/Kdq1jlhZyLc/s400/IMG_6089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645219197298513778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;One interesting thing that came up: involving the 4046 digital VCO chip.  Fansz of Nicolas Collins' book will note this is actually a PLL chip that can do some wonderful things, but note also that I only use this chip for its VCO section, for its unique topology of raw CMOS yields a sweetly symmetrical high frequency square wave.  It is worth using this chip for its VCO, rather than homebrewing something, for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, I am not even using it as a VCO, rather as a CCO!  You see, I am tying its control-voltage input to pos5volts, and actually modulating its prime current input.  Into this feed mine own arp-style exponential current generators and serge-style differential pair modulation inputs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW the problem arose late last night, and I mean late, that the oscillator was able to run at non-relativistic velocities when given a modest control current.  I kept upping the timer capacitor, up to almost 1 microfarad (!), and it still would run ssssuuuuppppeeeerrrr fast at the high end, but increasingly slower at the low end.  Weird.  I am still baffled how the silicon did this, but I did learn the fix, by comparing the old, Texas Instrument datasheet with a newer one, by NXP.  What follows are pictures of how the chips respond to control voltages.  First, the CD4046, note it is a smooth ramp, limited at its ends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-djVPxXXnFP0/TlfYsTyDshI/AAAAAAAAAK0/ViyQNae2ZwU/s1600/cd4046.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 371px; height: 372px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-djVPxXXnFP0/TlfYsTyDshI/AAAAAAAAAK0/ViyQNae2ZwU/s400/cd4046.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645218913668280850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Now for the 74HC4046, it seems in updating the design for the high speed, 5V HC series, there is now some sort of new behavior above 4.1 volts, that the frequency of the VCO jumps up towards infinity (actually the number is 7Z96051.1 according to the datasheet):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BUuhBn6g7Ws/TlfYn6taCeI/AAAAAAAAAKs/UOzxZjuReDw/s1600/74hc4046.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BUuhBn6g7Ws/TlfYn6taCeI/AAAAAAAAAKs/UOzxZjuReDw/s400/74hc4046.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645218838218410466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;So although I don't know how the silicon actually does this, I could go about creating a solid fix.  I was driving VCO too high, it shouldn't be tied to positive 5 volts, but more like 4.1 volts. Resistor divider ipsus solutio est (4.7k 22k).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still though, worth noting that this chip attempts to do hyper-relativistic speeds, and I noted quite a strange resonance on my oscilloscope as well as extensive interference on the FM band.  Perhaps this can have some sort of noise radio usage, a phreaked out oscillator?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-2835843939104502454?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/2835843939104502454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/08/4046-vs-74hc4046.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/2835843939104502454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/2835843939104502454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/08/4046-vs-74hc4046.html' title='4046 vs 74hc4046'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ge4278-JdUE/TlfY80Yxl3I/AAAAAAAAAK8/Kdq1jlhZyLc/s72-c/IMG_6089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-4362844413246121626</id><published>2011-08-22T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T04:44:19.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Star Trek vs Doctor Who</title><content type='html'>I shall now turn to an issue not as much talked about as STvsSW (Star Trek vs Star Wars). That is the issue of Star Trek versus Doctor Who. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Star Trek bridge is a locus of striation. The striation is carried out by "The Federation" through various manuals of style, somewhat like Walt Disney World. Federation issue camcorder, federation issue phaser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor Who is a nomadic culture. TARDISs are grown, dimensionally out of lambda calculus and black hole energy. The Doctor goes gallivanting, but in a quirky, witty, but polite way, accumulating apprentices and other life such as robot dog. The Master, of course, is equally as wily, and equally as nomadic. He accumulates various weapons and other tricks by stealing them from the cultures he comes across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor Who has ecountered "Federations" before, such as the Galactic Federation. He has even befriended a space pilot. Has Star Trek ever come accross a Doctor Who before? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-4362844413246121626?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/4362844413246121626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/08/star-trek-vs-doctor-who.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/4362844413246121626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/4362844413246121626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/08/star-trek-vs-doctor-who.html' title='Star Trek vs Doctor Who'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-9150367335373919071</id><published>2011-08-14T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T06:50:21.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blue Danube ISZ Computer Music</title><content type='html'>i get deja vu every time i take an oscilloscope from the passenger seat of my truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You see, 2001 is a philm about a computer, and one cannot hear the Blue  Danube (with Czech Male Chorus, on classical radio) and not think of  outer space computing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You see, my baby also sits in the  passenger seat of my truck, in a car seat; i am comparing my  oscilloscope to my baby (sung: "what is the difference between a child and a square wave?").  This OSCILLOSCOPE, the D12 Dual Beam by  Tektronix, has violet traces plus green persistant.  Hope to see some of  it on youtube. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-9150367335373919071?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/9150367335373919071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/08/blue-danube-isz-computer-music.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/9150367335373919071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/9150367335373919071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/08/blue-danube-isz-computer-music.html' title='The Blue Danube ISZ Computer Music'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-6648319945840046464</id><published>2011-07-28T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T09:40:59.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blaster Beam Assignment</title><content type='html'>Whilst googling "pipe organ in star trek philms", i came across this wiki article for an electric musical instrument known as the "blaster beam":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blaster_Beam"&gt;BLASTER BEAM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;used to model the sound of the V'ger cloud in Star Trek I.  I remember this ominous and deep sliding sound best, however, from Star Trek III where it is used only once at an important moment- when the Enterprise is charging madly away from homebase, star station earth.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Also used to immense scare factor in "Black Hole"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Usual suspects: Kitaro&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Also used by Lucas in Star Wars, but "heavily processed using cooledit plugins" so as to keep the Trek/Wars worlds in their appropriate separate universes...   For more on the Trek/War dichotomy consult http://www.st-v-sw.net/ (not SXSW sex in sith-city star wars)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Model the blaster beam in computer music program of your choice.  Using Karpluss Strong algorithms, it should be very easy.  In fact you could say that the blaster beam is the "native" sound of the pluck opcode (obviating the need to physically make the inst, out of a 12 foot aluminum pole and heavy gauge steel wire, plus artillery shell for sliding stop).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Write a piece for pipe organ and blaster beam.  This piece should capitalize on the immediate associations of:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pipe Organ as voice of god, and in the context of sci-fi, a particularly massive and unknowable alien intelligence light years beyond our own (the words phlow from my fingers as these sci-fi scentiences are gilded in our culture)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blaster Beam as "kirkus" or potent charger into the unknown in quest of knowledge but not afraid to use his mettle.  Blaster Beam as black hole "quiddity place".  Blaster Beam "heavily processed by cooledit plugins" to make a "type janky JarJarBinks" sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Perform the piece with a pipe organ and your new computer music patch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0h8o-1IQ5G0" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="222" width="340"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;Michael Stern and the beam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xexxX-Kni-g" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="222" width="340"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;Carl Sagan and Francisco's Beam Experience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zwad_FaYRUw" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="222" width="340"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Klingons versus power of the beam.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/OA_xrr7LALI" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="222" width="340"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;youngling uses FM synthesis to good effect modeling the beam, but not as good as K-S synthesis IMHO. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-6648319945840046464?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/6648319945840046464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/07/blaster-beam-assignment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/6648319945840046464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/6648319945840046464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/07/blaster-beam-assignment.html' title='Blaster Beam Assignment'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/0h8o-1IQ5G0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-1424433596661250606</id><published>2011-07-28T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T09:43:34.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Linguistricks Rec'd'tion: Watch POCOYO INT'L</title><content type='html'>if u r interested in linguistics or have any such pursuit:&lt;br /&gt;i.e. have a baby who from the beginning, naturally speaks "every language".&lt;br /&gt;watch &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/petermopar#p/c/9E559EA70969532E/0/rm7pY0LNhTo"&gt;POCOYO INTERNATIONAL&lt;/a&gt;, a compilation of Pocoyo in many languages.&lt;br /&gt;Suitable for educational establishments versed in theoretical theory of multi-verse, also teaches to live together as "one world".&lt;br /&gt;To the creators of POCOYO: please make it in more languages: such as Pakistani, and that click-clocking language of deep Africa.&lt;br /&gt;Languages Include:&lt;br /&gt;Portuguese:&lt;br /&gt;Circles&lt;br /&gt;English:&lt;br /&gt;Whale Party (save th'whales)&lt;br /&gt;Japanese:&lt;br /&gt;Up Up and Away (for Sagan)&lt;br /&gt;Croatian:&lt;br /&gt;Duck Stuck (very psychadelic)&lt;br /&gt;Spanish (original language of POCOYO):&lt;br /&gt;Farewell Friends (good song, altho my son didn't get it)&lt;br /&gt;Italian:&lt;br /&gt;The Big Duck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-1424433596661250606?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/1424433596661250606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/07/linguistricks-recdtion-watch-pocoyo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/1424433596661250606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/1424433596661250606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/07/linguistricks-recdtion-watch-pocoyo.html' title='Linguistricks Rec&apos;d&apos;tion: Watch POCOYO INT&apos;L'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-4839170680239493014</id><published>2011-07-28T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T04:43:24.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>from Jesus Lopez Donado, an australian musico/medico, using cocostuber and me thinks i hear a radiozither too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="height: 222px; width: 340px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PMZvbQpVCKw?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PMZvbQpVCKw?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="222" width="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about tears- these are the tears of the servant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="height: 222px; width: 340px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uOPtJqzzuM4?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uOPtJqzzuM4?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="222" width="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;australian camel sliced by synth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-4839170680239493014?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-7068915950468601121</id><published>2011-07-21T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T15:10:10.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AIKM8pMI7m8/Tiijr7BRkYI/AAAAAAAAAKU/nuU6Tsed4WA/s1600/cocoquan"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AIKM8pMI7m8/Tiijr7BRkYI/AAAAAAAAAKU/nuU6Tsed4WA/s400/cocoquan" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631931308999545218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cocoquan finished.  files email'd to factory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-7068915950468601121?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/7068915950468601121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/07/cocoquan-finished.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/7068915950468601121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/7068915950468601121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/07/cocoquan-finished.html' title=''/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AIKM8pMI7m8/Tiijr7BRkYI/AAAAAAAAAKU/nuU6Tsed4WA/s72-c/cocoquan' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-2330029839777409559</id><published>2011-07-01T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T11:28:58.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cocotesticle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hjJljsJWRL4/Tg3axwkgCoI/AAAAAAAAAIs/k1xzv3GOhc4/s1600/cocotesticle.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 322px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hjJljsJWRL4/Tg3axwkgCoI/AAAAAAAAAIs/k1xzv3GOhc4/s400/cocotesticle.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624392058042059394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where i'm at in designing the COCOQUANTUS, a new instrument at Ciat-Lonbarde.  On the right, one coco module out of two (the other not shown here).  On the left is the five sided "quantussy" thing.  It is about double quantizing the "angular momentum" of oscillators and feeding that back in.  It was concepted exactly to modulate the eight bit digital delays that form the coco series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chek out m'youtube series coming out, CQTV to see more about the development of this instrument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/p/DEE157A68BD22711"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/p/DEE157A68BD22711&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-2330029839777409559?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/2330029839777409559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/07/cocotesticle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/2330029839777409559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/2330029839777409559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/07/cocotesticle.html' title='Cocotesticle'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hjJljsJWRL4/Tg3axwkgCoI/AAAAAAAAAIs/k1xzv3GOhc4/s72-c/cocotesticle.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-3924914503177609425</id><published>2011-06-17T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T09:07:42.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiri Name</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6hDVyHCQZE8/Tft4nojnYUI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rLJ1VqK69ak/s1600/kiririririririrname.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6hDVyHCQZE8/Tft4nojnYUI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rLJ1VqK69ak/s400/kiririririririrname.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619217582371856706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The name for my son, Kiri, is written on the purple party bag for a reason- it is the color of the blossoms of the Pawlonia tree, which is what my son is named for.  How I got the calligraphy on the bag is an industry secret of mine, but let me tell you it takes a lot of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me tell you real quick a story that occurred at Punjabi Halal Market on 33rd St, Balt.  My friend AVAM there, he likes my son Kiri whenever I bring him in to shop, and he gives him mango and bananas as a treat.  When he first heard his name, he told me, "I have taken a picture of Kiri, no I have it here, let me show you!"  He pulled out of his brother's wallet a picture of a  pretty Pakistani baby.  I always somehow knew that the Japanese name Kiri would also be proudly used in the mountains of the Mid East.  A father calls his son, "Kiri!".  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AVAM later told me that his brother in New Jersey, his wife is Japanese and Kiri is named after a tree.  Great to hear that Pakistani are mixing with Japanese.  I think Kiri is a pretty name for pretty babies.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asked AVAM, when can I meet Kiri, oh he's in New Jersey.  Check out the track "Desert Rose" by Sejayno, from the new record, I95.  It's on the new "unofficial fanpage" of the band, that I just finished, using GoogleFonts!  In the back of the Punjabi Market, is a butcher.  Sometimes I can score really good goat meat if he is in a good mood.  His mood is enhanced by the presence of EJAZZ, who is related to AVAM I presume, but I see less and less of EJAZZ these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/webfonts"&gt;Google Fonts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ciat-lonbarde.net/sejayno/index.html"&gt;Unofficial Fanpage of Sejayno&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ciat-lonbarde.net/sejayno/I95/03sting.mp3"&gt;(goto I95, @New Jersey TPK, "Deseret Rose MP3")&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-3924914503177609425?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/3924914503177609425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/06/kiri-name.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/3924914503177609425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/3924914503177609425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/06/kiri-name.html' title='Kiri Name'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6hDVyHCQZE8/Tft4nojnYUI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rLJ1VqK69ak/s72-c/kiririririririrname.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-7036611988412505604</id><published>2011-06-07T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T12:54:10.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pamphlet Series</title><content type='html'>Just met with David Flores over cake (birthday, handmade) and coffee (zeke's in a french press).  Talked about the various polychlorinated and polyaromatic hydrocarbons.  Had a conference call with my wood guy, Jeremy, out in Forest Hill.  He is the goto guy up Belair in the region of "Deer Creek" not joking, the farmer's there all call him when they have a tree on the ground.  He has quartersawn sycamore and another load of cherry and walnut almost ready.  Persimmon almost gone.  Trying to get him to saw studs out of Pawlonia, but he seems reticent.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As Dave was departing, I mentioned my pamphlet series I want to make, by the "Baltimore Department of the Invaded", Dave, a bio-communicator, wants to collaborate so it looks like it's gonna happen.  We have to do a full species survey, but I think it's gonna be Mulberry, Pawlonia, Japanese Knotweed, etc, about the benefits of using these invasive species, what they can be used for, etc.  See my Facebook post: &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10150199594639088.323090.592079087&amp;l=23d25d82b6"&gt;Mulberry Shirt Party.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-7036611988412505604?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/7036611988412505604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/06/pamphlet-series.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/7036611988412505604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/7036611988412505604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/06/pamphlet-series.html' title='Pamphlet Series'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-2360798877997112119</id><published>2011-05-23T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T12:59:30.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>German BIO for Cybernetics Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Spirals Of Paradox&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Peter Blasser ist ein Instrumentenbauer der etwas ungewöhnlichen Art. Trotz vieler Referenzen zu Geigenbauern der Renaissance sind die meisten seiner Instrumente elektronisch: er bezeichnet sie als 'analog brains', in Anlehnung an die Pioniere der elektronischen Filmmusik, Louis und Bebe Barron, die ihrerseits wiederum auf Wieners Kybernetik Bezug nahmen und Schaltungen aus sehr einfachen Grundbausteinen so miteinander vernetzten, dass überraschende Klangstruktur aus der Verknüpfung entsteht und nicht aus grossen Plänen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In seinem Artikel im Leonardo Music Journal beschreibt Blasser die Situation, wie er am Oszilloskop die Signale aus einem solchen Instrument betrachtet und beim Spielen die 'paradoxen' Feedbacks von fünf ringförmig verbundenen Oszillatoren zu begreifen versucht. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Diese Momentaufnahme aus dem Labor ist aus dem Gesichtspunkt der Kybernetik gleich mehrfach relevant: einerseits die Emergenz von sehr komplxem Verhalten aus einfachen Bausteinen. Andererseits der epistemologische Aspekt, dass ein dermassen komplexes Verhalten sich nicht aus einer statischen Beobachterposition verstehen lässt. Erst durch Manipulation der Schaltung erschliesst sich dem Beobachter die Multidimensionalität der Klangraumes ein wenig deutlicher. In der intensiven Beschäftigung mit dem zu studierenden Objekt wird der Benutzer ein Gespür dafür entwickeln, wie sich das System verhält, wie es in gewünschte Richtungen gelenkt werden kann, und wird es nicht länger als von ihm unabhängige Entität auffassen. Dies deckt sich mit den Aussagen der Kybernetik zweiter Ordnung, die den Begriff der objektiven Beobachtung radikal eliminiert hat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ist also das Musizieren mit einem Instrument die Methode par excellence, um kybernetischen Prozesse zu begreifen? Im Seminar werden wir diese Frage in der Praxis erörtern: Es gibt eine ganze Reihe von leicht nachbaubaren Schaltungen von Peter Blasser, die sich als Studienobjekte hervorragend eignen (aber ebenso als Musikinstrumente). Daneben werden wir Varianten der genannten Feedback-Schaltungen digital implementieren und durch Sensorik von aussen beeinflussbar machen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to Hannes Hoetzl, Alberto de Campo for this Writing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-2360798877997112119?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/2360798877997112119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/05/german-bio-for-cybernetics-class.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/2360798877997112119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/2360798877997112119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/05/german-bio-for-cybernetics-class.html' title='German BIO for Cybernetics Class'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-1328045491457143182</id><published>2011-05-05T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T06:36:04.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waterforms at the Theosophical Society, late 2000s</title><content type='html'>As the title suggests, I once heard something at the Theosophical Society Baltimore that blew my mind.  For those of you who don't know, the T.S. is a large library and quite airy lecture hall situated very near Washington memorial park in down-uptown Baltimore.  It has been running consistently for at least a century, and the centurions there indeed will put you on the right path, whatever it is for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the library they have many books by founders and mystics, including Blavatsky, the smoker-trancer of the 19th century, but NOT including Steiner, who founded Anthroposophic society.  Don't go looking for Anthroposophic books in a Theosoph's house, I learned swiftly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the Sunday afternoon in question, we were gathered in the lecture hall, pastel blue, with good light streaming in from outside spring weather, and not much humidity in the air.  The old dusty piano was poised in the corner with many mystic posters lying on top of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor Oleg Yakso, who looks mafia, from somewhere in Russia, presented on "water".  We in the westside arts district had been on a roll with the Theosophical, a good place to think about your art project at the same time as talk spirits; the topic of "water" immediately charged us to be there or be square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He began with a spoken introduction on how water is a dynamic meta-material, which can easily form molecular structures reflecting the energy forms near it, such as emotions projected by people.  Dr. Yakso then showed a video on the topic of "water".  Japanese artist who makes snowflakes in the presence of emotions- they make different shapes.  The video went on and it became obvious that it was a BBC documentary of some sort that explained in graphics, how water molecules can organize into any shape, strung together on their polarities like Polystyrene.  Suddenly, what's this?  The video has changed tone, and now the narrator's accent is Russian:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Doctor Oleg Yakso has perfected the distilling, preservation, and bottling of morphic waters, appropriate for any occasion, crisis, or need" -This was an advertisement for his potions, to be on sale in the lobby.  No one was to buy any except the oldest centurions there.  I started sniffing out a question to ask him during Q+A.  Here's what I came up with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OK, so you are programming waters by emotions.  How are you doing this?  Seems like you would simply have a factory of quality people, who are staring at bottled waters all day and your job as manager is to make sure they're all happy!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this question, Dr. Yakso responded with a description of his true, secret process, something very grim.  Something that if truly is practiced, in the cold swamps of Siberia, could mean that we humans are capable of creating any reality here on this planet.  Here is that secret:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, you see, at one point I was dying, my friend.  I went to the doctor and he said I was dying.  Then I found another doctor, who told me to eat spirulina, and go on a diet of only green.  I did this and I stopped dying.  I went back to that doctor and said, 'my friend, do you want to make a lot of money?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, the spirulina is bottled inside the juice, and it is in a preserved in a state of dying.  This doctor that I met, he found that whenever a root of a plant, or a small bacteria, when it is dying, it makes ultraviolet energy.  This ultraviolet energy is because it is dying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we do, is we take an organismo that is dying, and preserve it in a bottle, we hermetically seal it.  The organism is thus in a perpetual state of death.  It is always emitting ultraviolet soul-wind, through the walls of the bottle, and in to another bottle of pure water.  This is how we program the waters"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room was silent.  I thought immediately- doesn't glass filter out ultraviolet?  One stupid qualm against a huge mammoth of alternative science.  Sovietism!  Akademgorad!  Kirlian!  The strength of his lesson was squashing.  He turned on the video again, and ended with this fine piece of positivist speculation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When water freezes, any morphic resonances or meta-structures are destroyed by the expansion and cubic crystallization effects of water.  You can notice this in meat which has been frozen and thawed many times over, which has the effect of tenderizing it for the wolf.  Thus, ice water is like a clean slate energetically, and could have quite a healing effect in its Zenness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And we have no dearth of recently thawed ice water- that our receding polar ice is giving us pure energy is invigorating to the new ager in me, and I shed a fresh tear of emotionful water, to drop in our oceans of thaw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-1328045491457143182?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/1328045491457143182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/05/waterforms-at-theosophical-society-late.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/1328045491457143182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/1328045491457143182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/05/waterforms-at-theosophical-society-late.html' title='Waterforms at the Theosophical Society, late 2000s'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-6528691729348285948</id><published>2011-04-25T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T07:33:21.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;In contribution to a dialectic with Ron Shalom about morals, here is a "proper" poem.  It is proper because it is composed of only place names along a journey, which in this case is from the lonely back-woods roads of Ohio, 20, 10, to Interstate 480; it is a journey to the airport.  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; font-style: normal; "&gt;遠見 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Such a technique, of listing places along a journey and "pulling out" their poetic connotations, is known as "enken" in the Japanese theatre art of Noh (as proscribed by the Zeami).  Enken literally means, a distant view, a watch tower, looking into the distance.  Here is the poem:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Don Mould's Plantation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Harvest Ridge Church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;TRAUMA CENTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;NASA Research Center Overpass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-6528691729348285948?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/6528691729348285948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/04/journey-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/6528691729348285948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/6528691729348285948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/04/journey-poem.html' title='Journey Poem'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-3985926438196381535</id><published>2011-03-24T08:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T08:17:47.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mister Grassi Olde Micro-Cottage at Oberlin</title><content type='html'>Here is our table in the TIMARA department where we are making paper circuits of Mister Grassi, plus others:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-POHRublMkp8/TYtgNHo7cXI/AAAAAAAAAIY/xZfteM1SS6Y/s1600/IMG_5725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-POHRublMkp8/TYtgNHo7cXI/AAAAAAAAAIY/xZfteM1SS6Y/s400/IMG_5725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587665541188514162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be making about 9, for which the poplar kiosk cases are skeletoned out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6iCt1vg4bgU/TYtgIccBnkI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/4fai7_sd2ps/s1600/IMG_5727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6iCt1vg4bgU/TYtgIccBnkI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/4fai7_sd2ps/s400/IMG_5727.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587665460872191554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to take these little animals into the park and tweet the squirrels with them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-3985926438196381535?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/3985926438196381535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/03/mister-grassi-olde-micro-cottage-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/3985926438196381535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/3985926438196381535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/03/mister-grassi-olde-micro-cottage-at.html' title='Mister Grassi Olde Micro-Cottage at Oberlin'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-POHRublMkp8/TYtgNHo7cXI/AAAAAAAAAIY/xZfteM1SS6Y/s72-c/IMG_5725.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-6054645884307459975</id><published>2011-03-22T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T10:24:21.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Max/MSP Particle Wave Duality</title><content type='html'>This article begins as a proposal submitted to B.B. of Cycling 74, a proposal to make Max objects rotate to non horizontal angles.  This comes from my experience designing analog circuits on a physical surface, wherein I am able to rotate my objects- chips, transistors, resistors- in any direction thus allowing woven circular feedback routes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ciat-lonbarde.net/sidrazzi/report/report_montage.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 396px;" src="http://www.ciat-lonbarde.net/sidrazzi/report/report_montage.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said circular modulation can be modeled in max, but it doesn't look as cool:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GAFaY3s2w00/TYjX78XmMJI/AAAAAAAAAII/sLcMx--DUtE/s1600/mandrassi.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 177px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GAFaY3s2w00/TYjX78XmMJI/AAAAAAAAAII/sLcMx--DUtE/s320/mandrassi.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586952762570453138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how I would do it, this is a hand drawing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D50ix4PuOZk/TYjWdBzZ_WI/AAAAAAAAAIA/UDc5kkKdjC0/s1600/wonz.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 307px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D50ix4PuOZk/TYjWdBzZ_WI/AAAAAAAAAIA/UDc5kkKdjC0/s320/wonz.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586951131941698914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the fun part, is that you see the two different kinds of patch cords: braided and plain line?  Well, braided means it is a MSP signal, i.e. a waveform.  Plain lines conduct Max events, i.e. particles.  So we are talking about Particle Wave Duality, one of the keystones of quantum physics.  Note how this max patch looks a little bit like a Feynmann diagram, especially in the middle with the speaker symbols.  This loop converts ("measures" the waveform) into particles, and then back again, leveraging the simulacron difference tone of the computer program itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio, PB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-6054645884307459975?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/6054645884307459975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/03/maxmsp-particle-wave-duality.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/6054645884307459975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/6054645884307459975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/03/maxmsp-particle-wave-duality.html' title='Max/MSP Particle Wave Duality'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GAFaY3s2w00/TYjX78XmMJI/AAAAAAAAAII/sLcMx--DUtE/s72-c/mandrassi.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-444326312685870116</id><published>2011-03-11T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T06:25:45.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ye Conservatory Aesthetic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Today's lesson is on the Aesthetic of the Conservatory, and how it spills out into the "towne" vernacular.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3uuzOSp882I/TXovcYHM_bI/AAAAAAAAAH4/e8Lt5NUwqro/s1600/con1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3uuzOSp882I/TXovcYHM_bI/AAAAAAAAAH4/e8Lt5NUwqro/s320/con1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582826852634656178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beethoven's Bagels, caters explicitly to those seeking music degrees. Go, go, go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CaYMJua9qJE/TXovZeVOIQI/AAAAAAAAAHw/kyXZK2w0Pm4/s1600/con2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CaYMJua9qJE/TXovZeVOIQI/AAAAAAAAAHw/kyXZK2w0Pm4/s320/con2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582826802764456194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their menu includes "moonlight sonata", and "fur elise bagel w/ lox".  ha ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K8xlfq9UMs4/TXovV8eqzfI/AAAAAAAAAHo/pQVIgZsfEXI/s1600/con3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K8xlfq9UMs4/TXovV8eqzfI/AAAAAAAAAHo/pQVIgZsfEXI/s320/con3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582826742137671154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shrine to Jazz, in the new "Kohl" Jazz Building, Oberlin Conservatory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qVSEmPWVkhE/TXovTNVvJII/AAAAAAAAAHg/hOd8mepxMRo/s1600/con4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qVSEmPWVkhE/TXovTNVvJII/AAAAAAAAAHg/hOd8mepxMRo/s320/con4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582826695124001922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we jump to the warm setting of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brewsters&lt;/span&gt;, where 'bonists get tipsy and eventually, upside-down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lLvJIiMggNI/TXovP5D91hI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UAijwNwyPZY/s1600/con5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lLvJIiMggNI/TXovP5D91hI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UAijwNwyPZY/s320/con5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582826638141150738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flute and Oberlin Poster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OjUkxJ8yXPk/TXovLWairXI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/8VAobfi2P_4/s1600/con6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OjUkxJ8yXPk/TXovLWairXI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/8VAobfi2P_4/s320/con6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582826560121122162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this photo, how the Violin is in reverse on the poster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fr4LZOgfSD0/TXovCc5VHfI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Jcb_-MdOc7w/s1600/con7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fr4LZOgfSD0/TXovCc5VHfI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Jcb_-MdOc7w/s320/con7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582826407242046962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back up, a warm booth with paper streamers, suggesting festivity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2X17blKoj2c/TXou-YLBsPI/AAAAAAAAAHA/7j-SaF--VHo/s1600/con8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2X17blKoj2c/TXou-YLBsPI/AAAAAAAAAHA/7j-SaF--VHo/s320/con8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582826337254617330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some can sit in the "brass booth" for a more jazzy experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZjBtKfWM28Y/TXou6Qh2H1I/AAAAAAAAAG4/4ho6uwhXOu4/s1600/con9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZjBtKfWM28Y/TXou6Qh2H1I/AAAAAAAAAG4/4ho6uwhXOu4/s320/con9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582826266483367762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here is m'student Ben Bacon in m'chambre, playing "Wavy Gravy Pear Shaped Lute".  He dreamt, of a brand of home goods, by the Conservatory of Music, called "CON". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wEyhqd1QVZ8/TXouKWQck6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/TYiR55Zy-n0/s1600/con1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wEyhqd1QVZ8/TXouKWQck6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/TYiR55Zy-n0/s320/con1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582825443387282338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-444326312685870116?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/444326312685870116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/03/ye-conservatory-aesthetic.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/444326312685870116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/444326312685870116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/03/ye-conservatory-aesthetic.html' title='Ye Conservatory Aesthetic'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3uuzOSp882I/TXovcYHM_bI/AAAAAAAAAH4/e8Lt5NUwqro/s72-c/con1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-6548359754353728323</id><published>2011-03-09T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T16:23:39.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Music Theory Notes</title><content type='html'>First, about the Beatles' "All U Need is Love".  Written in the time signature of "7".  Why is this?  Because you leave out the "aight", i.e. in a Liverpool accent you leave out the "hate", all you need is love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, the Imperial March of Star Wars, the theme of Dark Lord Vader.  In a minor (sad) key, modulating down to a minor 6, also in a minor key.  Can be said to be "hyper-minor", for it is always sad.  But embedded within the modulation back to fundamental is a picardy third, a majoring of the minor, it is hidden, because the modulation is so "brickwall".  But it is there, and it represents the Dark Lord's sudden and rushing turn back to the good side of the force from years of chaos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-6548359754353728323?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/6548359754353728323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/03/two-music-theory-notes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/6548359754353728323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/6548359754353728323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/03/two-music-theory-notes.html' title='Two Music Theory Notes'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-3670217493418205009</id><published>2011-02-14T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T07:10:19.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greek Aulos, Kathleen Schlesinger</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;after Drew Daniels:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-89hHZfXUMFo/TVnaVZZbAPI/AAAAAAAAAGo/dK6RCNzzyZE/s1600/drewdaniels.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-89hHZfXUMFo/TVnaVZZbAPI/AAAAAAAAAGo/dK6RCNzzyZE/s320/drewdaniels.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573726074977321202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;an favorite old book and a webcam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h2WSvpvx16c/TVnYN8lFijI/AAAAAAAAAE4/w1quR_Zfydg/s1600/greek_aulos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h2WSvpvx16c/TVnYN8lFijI/AAAAAAAAAE4/w1quR_Zfydg/s320/greek_aulos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573723747959278130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my olde book, I chose &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Greek Aulos&lt;/span&gt; by Kathleen Schlesinger, which is in fact SHUNNED by the music theory/classics establishment.  This is because her radical theory, based on empirical observations of the tubes, does not hold water in the physical implementation on reed instruments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ttgwMgLzryA/TVnYS5ywJaI/AAAAAAAAAFA/MyGN5C3M67E/s1600/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ttgwMgLzryA/TVnYS5ywJaI/AAAAAAAAAFA/MyGN5C3M67E/s320/a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573723833110635938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, she saw equally spaced holes along the remnants in the British Museum, and postulated: "The Greek Harmoniai were based on the undertone series in different modal shifts".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TJU63SQEQ_Y/TVnYcjof1UI/AAAAAAAAAFI/kAEx-iStuWg/s1600/ancientmexicans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TJU63SQEQ_Y/TVnYcjof1UI/AAAAAAAAAFI/kAEx-iStuWg/s320/ancientmexicans.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573723998960735554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ancient Pot with Mexican Auloi projected on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xjqA52zG6dQ/TVnYkPJPDKI/AAAAAAAAAFY/YprKrzWtbHE/s1600/anxious.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xjqA52zG6dQ/TVnYkPJPDKI/AAAAAAAAAFY/YprKrzWtbHE/s320/anxious.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573724130899856546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This aulete is anxious due to her misrepresentation in rotten shards of pipes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OvuqvY8WygE/TVnYtzdomCI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Eq7Q89iIKk4/s1600/b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OvuqvY8WygE/TVnYtzdomCI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Eq7Q89iIKk4/s320/b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573724295267915810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This aulete is more about seducing the ladies with his strains.  You may see equally spaced holes on the aulos, but the pitch is in fact more based on the bore of the holes.  So Kathleen based her revolutionary theory on an over-generalization.  This man would evenly bore the ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IpJJBPfhXmU/TVnYxwnwH7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/18Pp-sva5I8/s1600/bacchicremains.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IpJJBPfhXmU/TVnYxwnwH7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/18Pp-sva5I8/s320/bacchicremains.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573724363224522674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Montage: remains of auloi with a bacchanale frieze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F7mICYOxzfA/TVnY2G0bW7I/AAAAAAAAAFw/CORjByTIfqg/s1600/c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F7mICYOxzfA/TVnY2G0bW7I/AAAAAAAAAFw/CORjByTIfqg/s320/c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573724437902744498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathleen saw different "extensions" of the reed as modulating into different undertone series.  Auletes may have used extendable wands while they were playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UFa2fpjULjY/TVnY7pvmY2I/AAAAAAAAAF4/FH9s9ILXjLM/s1600/catdick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UFa2fpjULjY/TVnY7pvmY2I/AAAAAAAAAF4/FH9s9ILXjLM/s320/catdick.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573724533177082722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This image is overlaying theory about the Wosta of Zalzal (mostly correct), with a bas-relief of a procession.  To me, the most tension in this image comes from worrying about the giant cat thing biting off that man's penis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--PDxAE3IPt4/TVnZASoTtFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/g9YjBWn0F2E/s1600/elgin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--PDxAE3IPt4/TVnZASoTtFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/g9YjBWn0F2E/s320/elgin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573724612871828562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elgin auloi, quite phalloi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u7BPehGg0tI/TVnZE_WQnXI/AAAAAAAAAGI/6YBU6nZiAe8/s1600/feat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 121px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u7BPehGg0tI/TVnZE_WQnXI/AAAAAAAAAGI/6YBU6nZiAe8/s320/feat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573724693595200882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the feat of Pronomous: an extendable straw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x92kp5oS7as/TVnZJEGNXTI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nlV0Tt0YDiI/s1600/kithara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x92kp5oS7as/TVnZJEGNXTI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nlV0Tt0YDiI/s320/kithara.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573724763589532978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kithara reconstruction along with drawing of "block used to play kithara"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nsn_DQM2lUM/TVnZNnFO8VI/AAAAAAAAAGY/8WsMitTSQe4/s1600/muslimpan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nsn_DQM2lUM/TVnZNnFO8VI/AAAAAAAAAGY/8WsMitTSQe4/s320/muslimpan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573724841700159826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bearded (barbarian) man and his aulos, beating a high whiney tune, according to secret runes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wxvjnjRKNik/TVnZSM5BUSI/AAAAAAAAAGg/EAQQTmWYW84/s1600/silverpipesofur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wxvjnjRKNik/TVnZSM5BUSI/AAAAAAAAAGg/EAQQTmWYW84/s320/silverpipesofur.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573724920568959266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SILVER PIPES OF UR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Undertone Series -&gt; Planck Constant -&gt; Godsynth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.  Let's talk about the undertone series a little bit.  Harry Partch  used Kathleen Schlesinger's work to formulate his grand synthesis of over and under tones, Just  Intonation.  What did Kathleen's misinterpretation add?  Undertones had  always been "theoretical", because you can only hear overtones  acoustically, like in the tuba, dijeridoo, etc.  Kathleen said, no,  undertones are actually ancient.  And now we have electronic music that  shows us they are the future.  You see, a "sync modulation" produces  clean undertones of a given tone, and you can hear the sadness, the  minorness, the opposite of the harmonic series "happiness".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now  if the undertone series is synthetic, made by a synthesizer, and our  quantum states are strictly undertones of the planck constant, this  suggests that not only is there a god, but he made our universe on a  synthesizer.  Cheerio!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-3670217493418205009?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/3670217493418205009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/02/greek-aulos-kathleen-schlesinger.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/3670217493418205009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/3670217493418205009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/02/greek-aulos-kathleen-schlesinger.html' title='Greek Aulos, Kathleen Schlesinger'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-89hHZfXUMFo/TVnaVZZbAPI/AAAAAAAAAGo/dK6RCNzzyZE/s72-c/drewdaniels.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-8706722429021844128</id><published>2011-02-10T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T05:45:12.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Ohio, It's Cold</title><content type='html'>It's so cold I ran to work this morning.&lt;br /&gt;My foot hurt less when I run than when I walk,&lt;br /&gt;I'm a homo currens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ever read "To Build a Fire" by Jack London?&lt;br /&gt;Where he's counting the microseconds as his&lt;br /&gt;spittle flies through the air until it crystallizes mid-air&lt;br /&gt;with a cringle sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like I walk into the humid Bibbins building,&lt;br /&gt;and not only my glasses but my eyeballs are frosted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like you wake up in the morning, and there's&lt;br /&gt;NO sound outside, cuz the birds are dead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-8706722429021844128?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/8706722429021844128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/02/in-ohio-its-cold.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/8706722429021844128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/8706722429021844128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/02/in-ohio-its-cold.html' title='In Ohio, It&apos;s Cold'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-5266783388098702418</id><published>2011-01-02T18:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T05:23:27.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wolf-&gt;Software Diagram 4 JUSTINTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TSXCKmr0NHI/AAAAAAAAAEs/iXs-N7xqkxk/s1600/wolflizardmouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 458px; height: 640px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TSXCKmr0NHI/AAAAAAAAAEs/iXs-N7xqkxk/s320/wolflizardmouse.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559062802497549426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I often phantasize, after an afternoon of dreaming about abstract multi-dimesnes shapes, that I should put on my white tuba-player's beret, stand up with a brush, and paint a &lt;i&gt;canvas&lt;/i&gt;.  I automatically see the dark Netherland's cabins and inns with red-nosed sinistrums created by the pallete of the time- the burnt siennas, carbon blacks, and a spot of lead white where needed.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And a design is furnished by the idea behind JUSTINTS at SHBOBO.  It is there to explain "Mr. P's" relationship to the outer worlds of silicon valley and to the historical structure of Just Intonation, symbolized by a nice gothic obelisk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Driven by my phantasy, I ring up the art supply store and ask them if they're open.  I love calling the art supply store, because it is like foreplay to going and, in my imagination, buying a LOT of paints, oily sticks, organic feeling canvas, oils of trees, turpentine, pine, minerals from the ground.  I love materials!  I see myself after this artistic buying mission, as halfway between Van Gogh, Rembrandt, and Pollock, feverishly applying paint to my visions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then my wife says she has a headache and I can't go anywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's OK and I love when I can't do this painting phantasy, because I suck at painting anyway.  But I'm good at downloading phree softwayre!  GIMP, truly free, stands for GNU Image Manipulation Program, and it runs on Mac OSX, my wife's operating system.  Also utilized, for the phlow charts, were google docs, the built in drawing program.  And of course, Google Sketchup is great for putting exactly the right obelisk in.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I saw this &lt;a href="http://sketchup.google.com/3dwarehouse/details?mid=571d670806f72dcad5f494ac6064de"&gt;obelisk&lt;/a&gt; on Google 3DWarehouse, it was perfect.  And extra credit that it's actually a TARDIS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, no buying paint this time, but I did get the best painting subject out of Wolf, shirtless, with a beer and a sax-strap.  Here he is, the Wolf in the swirling darkness of oily light.  A little bit of GIMP brush-stroke plugin, and our "digital oil painting" is complete.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For more on this subject, see: &lt;a href="http://www.robertmcclintock.com/"&gt;Robert McClintock: Digital Oil Painter from Baltimor&lt;/a&gt;e.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also see: &lt;a href="http://www.spiritsurfers.net/"&gt;Spirit Surfer&lt;/a&gt;s.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-5266783388098702418?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/5266783388098702418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/5266783388098702418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/5266783388098702418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title='Wolf-&gt;Software Diagram 4 JUSTINTS'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TSXCKmr0NHI/AAAAAAAAAEs/iXs-N7xqkxk/s72-c/wolflizardmouse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-3511747753119896756</id><published>2010-12-30T05:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T12:11:06.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinew Poem</title><content type='html'>Cocoa Sinew&lt;div&gt;COREAUDIO = MMAUDIO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sinewaves are the sinews of th'program&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IOHIDKIT = RAWINPUT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;COREGRAPHICS = MFC GRAPHICS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;squish power vectores&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a time entity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a princess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;resonating chubes that STAB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in two dimesnes, for they are merely RECTS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the chube-tube thr'which you squeeze your jelly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hot dog outfit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BYTE cast to char cast to int&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cast spell to squish condiments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;onion chili cheese relish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://developer.apple.com/library/mac/#documentation/DeviceDrivers/Conceptual/HID/intro/intro.html"&gt;apple HID ref&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://pcm.peabody.jhu.edu/~wright/stdmp/source/caplay.c"&gt;peabody simple sounder of CoreAudio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;apple core&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-3511747753119896756?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/3511747753119896756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/12/sinew-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/3511747753119896756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/3511747753119896756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/12/sinew-poem.html' title='Sinew Poem'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-1541482306150990282</id><published>2010-12-25T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T21:40:23.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xcode Objective-C and C++ Nib-work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Programming for Macintosh, coming from WindProc POV.  You use Xcode, which neatly harnesses the power of gcc to create very tyte machine-code, and also it seems the Mac camp has desired to use the metaphysical/dynamical capabilities of interpreted byte-code, known as "obective-c" which looks like Smalltalk but kindof runs like Jave, sometimes slow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My goal is to take a windows program such as &lt;a href="http://www.shbobo.net/justints"&gt;Justints&lt;/a&gt;, at shbobo, and make it into a macintosh program, and stick close to the core, using Just Ints as said in the title.  So the main "original code" chunk should be c++, and perhaps the system interfaces can be this new "objective-c" byte-code.  It must have HID input, as well as raw sound output, and of course, core graphics- draw rectangle, move to point, line to point.  Well that can be gotten from &lt;a href="http://developer.apple.com/library/mac/#documentation/GraphicsImaging/Conceptual/drawingwithquartz2d/Introduction/Introduction.html%23//apple_ref/doc/uid/TP30001066"&gt;Quartz&lt;/a&gt;, which is accessible in Cocoa, and in Carbon (!?!).  HID and sound should be pretty easy too, although I may need to think outside the "WindProc" about messaging, especially since it is all kindof java-esque semaphoric/ capable of transgender.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One automatic thing the radical/anarchist programmer will want to do is to write a program completely from text.  This is so empowering, and it enables you to create your interface from poof of data rather than being guided through a narrow hallway that is known as "Interface Builder".  "Interface Builder" is a program within Xcode to create your GUI in a drag n' drop way.  Unfortunately for the programmatic thinkers.  They want to have a program draw itself dynamically, and not according to some "aqua guidelines" intended for making restaurant apps.  Not that restaurant apps are bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway programmatic thinkers are usually told in forums "on the macintosh, it is as 'when in Rome'".  U must use objective-c and aqua guidelines.  Cocoa is better than Carbon, I hear.  Actually, the definition of Xcode says that you can use c++ at the same time as objective-c and they won't really even get in each other's namespace.  Useful for creating really fast DSP code in c++, with no worries about some erratic garbage-collector/thinker.  Well, following is a link dump of blogger about the grail of linux dorks, and me too, perhaps a windows dork; getting rid of those goddam resource files and nib files, a program should describe its own window in texte!:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lapcatsoftware.com/blog/2007/05/16/working-without-a-nib-part-1/"&gt;lapcatsoftware.com/working-without-a-nib-part-1/&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a href="http://lapcatsoftware.com/blog/2007/06/04/working-without-a-nib-part-2-also-also-wik/"&gt;part-2&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://lapcatsoftware.com/blog/2007/06/10/working-without-a-nib-part-5-no-3/"&gt;part-5-no-3/&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;div&gt;   &lt;a href="http://lapcatsoftware.com/blog/2007/06/17/working-without-a-nib-part-4-setapplemenu/"&gt;part-4-setapplemenu/&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a href="http://lapcatsoftware.com/blog/2007/07/10/working-without-a-nib-part-5-open-recent-menu/"&gt;part-5-open-recent-menu/&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lapcatsoftware.com/blog/2007/11/25/working-without-a-nib-part-6-working-without-a-xib/"&gt;part-6-working-without-a-xib/&lt;/a&gt;         &lt;a href="http://lapcatsoftware.com/blog/2008/10/20/working-without-a-nib-part-7-the-empire-strikes-back/"&gt;part-7-the-empire-strikes-back/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.hyperjeff.net/code?id=292"&gt;http://blog.hyperjeff.net/code?id=292&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These codes are to create windows and view programmatically, enabling people who think of programs as "hanafuda cards" vis a vis nintendo 1889, to operate in their world of 2d painting, this time on "quartz" hyper-cards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently Steve Jobs said that at Apple they don't restrict themselves to "Aqua Guidelines".  Good job, contacting this blogger and incorporating his dissent into your aesthetos.  In fact, the definition of NSWindows in "Interface Builder" warns, "it is useful to drag a window here, but some may desire programmatic [i.e. via texte and not WYSWYG GUI] control of windowing".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Written after two Christmas parties.  Here is a poem about Christmas 2010 cable TV:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;man, woman, wilde&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;UFO hunters (dude looks like Stu)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ancient Aliens 24 Hours&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brad Meltzer's decoded&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sherlock/Poirot&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dual Survival- hippy/military dialectic to survivalism&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bear Grylls man vs wilde&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dirty Jobs/Deadly Catch/Swamp Loggers&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;American Loggers/Ice Road Loggers-India&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-1541482306150990282?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/1541482306150990282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/12/xcode-objective-c-and-c-nib-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/1541482306150990282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/1541482306150990282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/12/xcode-objective-c-and-c-nib-work.html' title='Xcode Objective-C and C++ Nib-work'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-9022575332231012746</id><published>2010-12-07T08:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T12:13:35.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ternary computing, poetics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mortati.com/glusker/fowler/images/fowleroverall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 420px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.mortati.com/glusker/fowler/images/fowleroverall.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mortati.com/glusker/fowler/images/fowleroverall.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thomas fowler, wooden computer, ternary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.icfcst.kiev.ua/MUSEUM/PHOTOS/Setun-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 420px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.icfcst.kiev.ua/MUSEUM/PHOTOS/Setun-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.icfcst.kiev.ua/MUSEUM/PHOTOS/Setun-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the setun, russian computer of "50s"&lt;br /&gt;ternary- a balance that includes null.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ternary computing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goldenmuseum.com/1411FlipFlap_engl.html"&gt;flip flap flop&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my work programming "JUSTINTS"  for shbobo, I have intuitively developed a set of state variables in a ternary arrangement.  This means a "kingal mode" for example can be positive, zero, or negative.  Positive makes it modulate the numerator, negative the denominator, and zero not at all of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UPDARE:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my thoughts I would like to make an organization post-MoveOn, and this web-org is called voternary.org.  It is a place to research how people vote binary, and how it would be different if we could vote balanced like ternary.  For example, people who vote for Nader could say:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obama 0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nader 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Palin -1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thus still preventing Palin but being neutral to Obama, if they think he has sold out to the Banks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-9022575332231012746?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/9022575332231012746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/12/ternary-computing-poetics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/9022575332231012746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/9022575332231012746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/12/ternary-computing-poetics.html' title='ternary computing, poetics'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-2107359741762373960</id><published>2010-12-07T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T08:50:03.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>original name of walkman</title><content type='html'>soundabout&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-2107359741762373960?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/2107359741762373960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/12/original-name-of-walkman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/2107359741762373960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/2107359741762373960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/12/original-name-of-walkman.html' title='original name of walkman'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-5868918378864752684</id><published>2010-11-30T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T06:10:19.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>C++ Classes, Darwinism, Strict/Unstrict Constructivism</title><content type='html'>C++, the first language to really make encapsulated object-oriented work hand in hand with primitive (and fast) C types.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Object-Oriented, the idea that in programming, tasks or entities, blobs or situations, can all be encapsulated in &lt;i&gt;classes&lt;/i&gt; that manage themselves; a &lt;i&gt;class&lt;/i&gt; has a private, internal cellular auto-environment.  Object-Oriented is a good way to prevent bugs in programs, as well as ramp up complexity by spawning dynamic forms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, much emphasis is placed on the idea of inheritance, as part of a crusade to find the common ancestors of all situations in a category.  This "ur-situation" is placed at the top (or bottom depending how you look at it) as an abstract (in Javanese) class with virtual methods, to be defined by its inheritors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inheritors, we hear, and we think of things like Southern White Plantations, Paris Hilton, Emperors, etc.  Momus, the singer/song/thinker has written a wonderful essay on Darwinism, trying to expiate the man's theories from strict interpretation as "hierarchical".  "Voyage on the Beagle" was Darwin's time studying the birds of Galapagos, who had played their own game of life on the island, bouncing colors and beak-shapes from one side to the other.  Darwin was led to conclude that it "is impossible to put one species above the rest", shunning the Strict Constructivist thinking of Lamarck, the idea of progress, and perhaps even the idea of the ur-whatever.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Strict Constructivism lives on; remember 2002, George W. Bush defining his own personal brand of S.C..  Un-Strict Constructivism is more creative, and emphasizes divergence into multiplicities.  The Galapagos Syndrome: species evolving independently and creatively because they are in an isolated "petri dish" environment, allowed Darwin to absorb evolution in a holographic, or nonlinear time-form.  &lt;a href="http://imomus.com/indexholidays.html"&gt;http://imomus.com/indexholidays.html&lt;/a&gt;  He also compares Japan to Galapagos, an island that has created a wonderfully self-referential culture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thus I have come to put less emphasis on ancestro-lineal inheritance in C++.  This is hard to do, for I was taught to create abstractions.  I still do, but more than worrying about inheritance and a common ancestor, I think about connections, relationships.  Forexample, in JUSTINTS, within a ChubberySituation there are SponGinger, RoyalMinister, and Barre, in a complex relationship, where they hold each other and also interact with a cloud of interlinked RatChords.  These &lt;i&gt;classes&lt;/i&gt;, are balanced by how much code density they have, in an attempt to split code up equally between multiple characters based on their role.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, perhaps if we think of "Dramatic C++", we could think of our classes as "actors playing roles", a king, queen, court orchestra, fool, a reference array of the dukes, barons, and church officials, arranged by tax brackets, the various guilds, organ makers, oscillators.  The code should oscillate as a fast virtual version of the yearly and seasonal cycles of this virtual stage.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Writing code here is an act of Shakespearean creativity, filling roles to the brim with meaning.  It is as a result of loosening up and pursuing Un-Strict Constructivism.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only when the actors are comfortable with their parts, then can we talk about Lineage, the idea of multiple kings with the same name, Richard III, Richard V, the idea that an essence of kingliness, or with an emperor godliness, is abstracted and precedented by the ancestors.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually thinking about ancestry can be a very philosophical experience.  Lamarck drew charts that started with a sole ancestor and end with many species, the typical school-child's view of evolution.  This is arborescent thinking, to use a Deleuzian term.  But actually, remember we have just as many ancestors as we have inheritors.  It goes backwards too.  This is hardly covered in C++,  but many languages have tried to create multiple ancestors that can come together in the same class, using labyrinthine techniques such as interfaces, templates, and so on.  This is trying to make something hierarchical into a rhizomal environment (to use another Deleuzian term).  It is actually very hard to make rhizomal code, but it is where the gold is at, for it allows your users to have a holographic experience.  To do it with inheritance would be to make all sorts of funny things such as the Oedipus syndrome, rings of inheritance, multiple diverse ancestors, convergence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This would be a Post-Lamarckian situation, for again, "the usage of post as a prefix shall indicate that we are neither fans or haters of whatever it is; we can basically exploit the dialectic between the presence of whatever it is and the complete negation also".  Id Est, we return to inheritance as a "wonderful" synthetic concept, used among the characters to portend a sense of deep-time, or grandeur, or profound, mixed with Darwin's "play within a play", the virtual stage of converging relationships.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-5868918378864752684?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/5868918378864752684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/11/c-classes-darwinism-strictunstrict.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/5868918378864752684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/5868918378864752684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/11/c-classes-darwinism-strictunstrict.html' title='C++ Classes, Darwinism, Strict/Unstrict Constructivism'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-978659566467644924</id><published>2010-11-26T13:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T13:51:48.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>relationship between circuit bending and sea-lawyer</title><content type='html'>those who can quote every rule,&lt;div&gt;but argue a bend around it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;a prair:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;this cirquit is quaietus,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;let us hear it louwd.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-978659566467644924?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/978659566467644924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/11/relationship-between-circuit-bending.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/978659566467644924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/978659566467644924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/11/relationship-between-circuit-bending.html' title='relationship between circuit bending and sea-lawyer'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-4826081981570108643</id><published>2010-11-24T08:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T11:38:16.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>treehouse poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TO1ECZvYpGI/AAAAAAAAAEA/vNuKymZ9bzU/s1600/IMG_4810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TO1ECZvYpGI/AAAAAAAAAEA/vNuKymZ9bzU/s320/IMG_4810.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543161524423009378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TO1ECZvYpGI/AAAAAAAAAEA/vNuKymZ9bzU/s1600/IMG_4810.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;some one has hung a net at the entrance to the tunnels, for minnows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TO1AJb3bQCI/AAAAAAAAADg/QCnLCOZMmBQ/s1600/IMG_4788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TO1AJb3bQCI/AAAAAAAAADg/QCnLCOZMmBQ/s320/IMG_4788.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543157247206178850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TO1AJb3bQCI/AAAAAAAAADg/QCnLCOZMmBQ/s1600/IMG_4788.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is me and the treehouse i built when i was small, with friend david&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TO1AWfh5cBI/AAAAAAAAADo/X_QU4Q8WEXg/s1600/IMG_4791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TO1AWfh5cBI/AAAAAAAAADo/X_QU4Q8WEXg/s320/IMG_4791.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543157471527923730" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TO1AWfh5cBI/AAAAAAAAADo/X_QU4Q8WEXg/s1600/IMG_4791.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the tree has since grown around the wood (which was arsenicized) like gums around an ancient toothpick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TO1AjOMa0JI/AAAAAAAAADw/eLshD--lAvI/s1600/IMG_4793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TO1AjOMa0JI/AAAAAAAAADw/eLshD--lAvI/s320/IMG_4793.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543157690212733074" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i remember pounding these nails in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TO1A83Tlz4I/AAAAAAAAAD4/MdMveFUOccQ/s1600/IMG_4794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TO1A83Tlz4I/AAAAAAAAAD4/MdMveFUOccQ/s320/IMG_4794.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543158130745397122" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and when david dropped a bord on my head and i thought i was dead from nail brane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TO1AJb3bQCI/AAAAAAAAADg/QCnLCOZMmBQ/s1600/IMG_4788.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TO0_v-iGpiI/AAAAAAAAADY/Cv8XVWANvAo/s1600/IMG_4229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TO0_v-iGpiI/AAAAAAAAADY/Cv8XVWANvAo/s320/IMG_4229.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543156809835390498" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TO0_v-iGpiI/AAAAAAAAADY/Cv8XVWANvAo/s1600/IMG_4229.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i hope my son becomes a famous musician with fancy hands and a trademark smile, some day. Marin's eating my brane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TO1ETmUac-I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/8vKMfVQOPos/s1600/IMG_4929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TO1ETmUac-I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/8vKMfVQOPos/s320/IMG_4929.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543161819857318882" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but for now he can stare at the multi-colored plastic things we have to make his brane grow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-4826081981570108643?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/4826081981570108643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/11/treehouse-poem.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/4826081981570108643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/4826081981570108643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/11/treehouse-poem.html' title='treehouse poem'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TO1ECZvYpGI/AAAAAAAAAEA/vNuKymZ9bzU/s72-c/IMG_4810.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-4660372506367860336</id><published>2010-11-18T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T06:38:30.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abstract Gay Poem for John Berndt, on his birthday</title><content type='html'>I like how you sit in front-row,&lt;div&gt;your hair in an ambiguously dry flop,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lips puffed askance the projection screen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;legs extended into the performance area,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for shows that you approve of,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or curated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-4660372506367860336?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/4660372506367860336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/11/abstract-gay-poem-for-john-berndt-on.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/4660372506367860336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/4660372506367860336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/11/abstract-gay-poem-for-john-berndt-on.html' title='Abstract Gay Poem for John Berndt, on his birthday'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-2887488505634694084</id><published>2010-11-18T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T05:59:30.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing Sample for City Paper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;BEST PHO RESTAURANT: THE ONESZ IN CATONSVILLE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As the ancient war-philosophers said, know thine enemy.  The enemy of this paper is unrighteousness.  What is this in the context of dining?  It is restaurants that use hype rather than ingredients, sub-contracting to "reefer-truckers" rather than making an effort to go out and forage locally.  In short, our enemy is a restaurant with an ego-complex.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The autumnal mowing down of enemies was known best by Mao, who's favorite season was Fall, because of all the cleaning away of life-scum.  The campaign-pogrom-idea of "letting the thousand weed-seeds germinate, then plowing the field", became a standard motif in Post-Maoist China.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we go into choosing the best Pho restaurant with great trepidation.  Best not to let a restaurant become so hubritic and full of itself, that it goes and gets decadant, allowing the broth, man it's the broth, to fall into ruins.  This is the autumnal cycle of Pho restaurants, get famous, then fall to the sickle again in sloppy brothing.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best Pho restaurant is the one in Catonsville, past the Hon.  Don't go there.  Let the natives enjoy their stainless steel bowls of fresh ingredients, discussing simple, Vietnamese pleasantries. Don't make this Pho restaurant have to stock your highly-hopped, dog-themed beers.  It's better in a post-Maoist sense to try to see some reason here, to not plow them into the ground.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, do go there.  That's what made California great, is the blend of hipsters and Asians. Any noodle house in "San Fran" will have a wide array of funky-dunk beers.  Or even look at the success, as a franchise, of "California Pizza Kitchen"-- i remember as a kid, looking at the menu, and immediately homing in on "Peking Duck Pizza", and salivating at the thought of a nice crust, plum sauce (!) and greasy crunchy duck with fresh leekslivers, roasted in a hot brick oven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's what might save us from this endless Mao-ist cycle of pump up the restaurant and let them deflate, all the while spewing fowl anise juice that has not been correctly blended with the other 8 spices that go into a Pho bowl.  We don't need the seasonal aesthetic anymore in critical restauranteering.  Rather, something meta-seasonal, or perhaps shall we say Californian, may be the solution here.  Allowing the seeds to germinate, get famous, appropriate hipsterdom, and fully culturate into a thriving, fusion restaurant, in a post-modern perpetuity of hyper-color plus simple Asian ingredients, with hipsters as "lead programmers" of farmers' marketeering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Peter B, for the City Paper (not)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-2887488505634694084?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/2887488505634694084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/11/writing-sample-for-city-paper.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/2887488505634694084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/2887488505634694084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/11/writing-sample-for-city-paper.html' title='Writing Sample for City Paper'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-6924692811177798816</id><published>2010-11-15T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T10:10:34.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peter B: "I use MSG b/c it's like Computer Music"</title><content type='html'>Mayor Martin O'Malley has become the first Mayor in History to be "Abstract Gay"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-6924692811177798816?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/6924692811177798816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/11/peter-b-i-use-msg-bc-its-like-computer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/6924692811177798816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/6924692811177798816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/11/peter-b-i-use-msg-bc-its-like-computer.html' title='Peter B: &quot;I use MSG b/c it&apos;s like Computer Music&quot;'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-5374222192883921543</id><published>2010-11-08T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T05:58:34.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baltimore City Municipal Poster Design, as viewed in Jurors' Waiting Room, City Courthouse</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;note: technically it is illegal to take photographs in the courthouse.  this was done surreptitiously with a webcam, because these posters are the most interesting part of the waiting room for jurors, there are scores of them there.  they represent a unique history of design decisions, and are reproduced here in order to discuss this history.  this article is bending rules, not breaking them, by using only lower-case; it is a "lower-case" piece.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TNf7xqwEaCI/AAAAAAAAACo/Us9AvBaJvL4/s320/jury+006.jpg" border="40" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;many of them feature a design of "dialectic" as well as "razzle"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TNf8LAlHceI/AAAAAAAAACw/R531apg988M/s320/jury+005.jpg" border="40" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the 90's held much critical dialectical debate on topics such as what is art?  of course, there still was a certain pizazz in the slicing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TNf8YnUxEmI/AAAAAAAAAC4/8SyEt-uxm4A/s320/jury+004.jpg" border="40" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;neo-futurism is observed in hyper-color vests, mimes, and fonts, against a truly"theater dork" city-lights and monumental stage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TNf8pKxtyLI/AAAAAAAAADA/SGfsnL9cl3Y/s320/jury+003.jpg" border="40" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;silhoettoes are a good way to transcend raceism.  this is the kind of message-poster that i would stare at as a kid, trying to understand it, and eventually getting a headache from it.  always, my friend, always- note the font.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TNf84Y9YxZI/AAAAAAAAADI/UGv9KikzPDY/s320/jury+002.jpg" border="40" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this photo was in the same name as the others, so i brought it out here.  look at that wonderful tokyou lighting on kii-kun's face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TNf9LT4LFuI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Xv68EvmSDQM/s320/jury.jpg" border="40" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this poster is the worst! i love it.  the musical notes have a french horn in pink, right next to my ear you see it;.  you know, baltimore has always had crabs, and now it has "hon" officially accepted by the mayoral }{ and municipal gov't ":}{[[]l,;  [thus] we have crab-hons,'; clowns ;;] mimes,}{:" ice cream }{';';';';' flashback to now we have a thriving silkscreen and experimental jam band scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know, my friends, when i was a kid my parents took me to baltimore, and we went to the aquarium.  i may have seen one or two cos-play kids down there by the harbour, and you know that's all it takes in a kid's head, to trip some sort of switch or lever.  since then, for many years, i thought of baltimore as the following:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"a hairy, but compassionate looking, man, his hair in curls and capped loosely with a jazzy french hat.  the man is playing bongoes in a room full of crazy art."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://www2.citypaper.com/sb/22816/music.jpg" border="40" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;turns out this came alive when i was about 22, when i met twig harper and moved to baltimore...  he is totally such a man and there are many others here, it's like i have discovered an imaginary land that was leveraged in my brain a long time ago...  he also has designed many posters which i like, and he would appreciate these posters here if not for he were ;']['.;'][';.;'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-5374222192883921543?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/5374222192883921543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/11/baltimore-city-municipal-poster-design.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/5374222192883921543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/5374222192883921543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/11/baltimore-city-municipal-poster-design.html' title='Baltimore City Municipal Poster Design, as viewed in Jurors&apos; Waiting Room, City Courthouse'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TNf7xqwEaCI/AAAAAAAAACo/Us9AvBaJvL4/s72-c/jury+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-8008076427486518533</id><published>2010-11-01T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T06:39:42.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Geography of London, powdered data</title><content type='html'>When I think of my designs, or my computer programs,&lt;div&gt;I think sometimes of the geography of London,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;inn muddy 9th century, and more importantly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the 19th century, with its modern veins and arteries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of people, money, goods, water, gas, telegraphs, church bells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yet the odd angles, following the Thames or the whim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of an ancient mythology.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;programming a law, in various ministerial buildings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pontificating, yet ruminating of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the psychogeography of bricks, urban exploring,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;various pubs where legal opinions can be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;discussed over ale and wood paneling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TM6hAqZuFyI/AAAAAAAAACg/dLzfiXfCdic/s1600/powd.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TM6hAqZuFyI/AAAAAAAAACg/dLzfiXfCdic/s320/powd.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534538024839157538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i approach the barre, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a barrister,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a powdered wig&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;data,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the powdered man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;powdered data&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;steam powered,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;powder powered&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;steamship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;legal decisiones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;powered data&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;POWDROID&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;powdered android&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;starship whig&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ceremonies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;data&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;powder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-8008076427486518533?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/8008076427486518533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/11/geography-of-london-powdered-data.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/8008076427486518533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/8008076427486518533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/11/geography-of-london-powdered-data.html' title='Geography of London, powdered data'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TM6hAqZuFyI/AAAAAAAAACg/dLzfiXfCdic/s72-c/powd.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-9111437099680729298</id><published>2010-10-31T10:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T10:29:41.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick note on meta-technology</title><content type='html'>Attended a few minutes of Henry Flynt's lecture at the Red Room, before taking my son back to watch black and white mickey mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About meta-technology.  An idea, if it's good enough, can spread faster than any material known, being known by only thought and lightwaves makes ideas much more powerful than physics, chemistry, and botany combined.  Even better than mathematics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem with mathematics is sublimation.  It sublimes every paradox it comes across, integrating it but also warning against it.  Irrational numbers, for example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related topic, of course, is meta-materials, however, meta-materials build on top of material, while meta-technology can transcend material.  For example, any internet meme that has caused virtual traffic jams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://nikkuudesign.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://nikkuudesign.files.wordpress.com/2010/10/dsc_00381.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Melissa Moore has started a company which I think epitomizes meta-technology.  Nikuu makes lamps.  When I asked Melissa, do you use wood or metal or plastic, she said "well, it's complicated"...  Observe and understand that she crafts in ideas, and the lamp is an ephemera of the idea.  This is the ideal state for the artist in a global economy, for, the idea can be "border-less propulsion" and the lamp can be a token of wealth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-9111437099680729298?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/9111437099680729298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/10/quick-note-on-meta-technology.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/9111437099680729298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/9111437099680729298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/10/quick-note-on-meta-technology.html' title='Quick note on meta-technology'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-9141034072061546089</id><published>2010-10-18T09:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T09:39:05.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rouse Columbia</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="325" height="350" frameborder="0" scrolling="no" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" src="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;amp;source=s_q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;q=columbia+maryland&amp;amp;sll=39.327393,-76.586895&amp;amp;sspn=0.021113,0.04652&amp;amp;gl=us&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;hq=&amp;amp;hnear=Columbia,+Howard,+Maryland&amp;amp;ll=39.203,-76.857981&amp;amp;spn=0.048149,0.175781&amp;amp;z=13&amp;amp;output=embed"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;September, 2010:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah, another pleasant trip to Columbia, Maryland.  Between the three roads of Governer Warfield Parkway (said sternly), the Little Patuxent, and Broken Lands Parkway (again, said sternly), lies the Mall at Columbia, the trianglular epi-focus of this invented community.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A community invented in the fifties by Mr. James Rouse, as a "satellite" city in the Disney mold- a style manual, stucco/futurist development, imaginary names of Indian American royalty, a monorail, and easy access off, of course, I 95.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Racquetball, an "architectural" sport, was also invented in the fifties, by Joe Sobek.  The synthetic, blue bouncy ball acts as a vector to amplify the dueling players' energies, to create a chaotic system within a poured concrete box.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;On Hickory Ridge&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cordage Walk&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;High Beam Court&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Charter Oak&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bridlawn Terrace&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;East Wind Way&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Bluffs at Hawthorn&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Avalon Symphony Woods&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Howard Community College (Rouse Centre).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wrote this Utopian poem in the morning, while cruising the roads of Columbia.  Later on that day, I got so mad, I knife-handed the dash board so hard the glove-compartment flew open.  In the fifties, Rouse made a deal with the local government to buy Indian burial grounds, "knob hills", and also low-lying swampland, to build his community on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This "cursed land" can poke through in places; a marsh here, a sulphur spring there.  The technique is often used- cover an Indian burial ground in aesphalt- a way to steal solemnity from the ancients for the benefit of the profane and ultra-modern.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mouse pointer is pulled towards the darker corners of this google map:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Environmental Area&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" frameborder="0" scrolling="no" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" src="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;amp;source=s_q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;q=10878+Braeburn+Road,+Columbia,+Maryland&amp;amp;sll=39.193516,-76.895424&amp;amp;sspn=0.001505,0.003449&amp;amp;gl=us&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;hq=&amp;amp;hnear=10878+Braeburn+Rd,+Columbia,+Howard,+Maryland+21044&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;ll=39.193616,-76.895542&amp;amp;spn=0.019956,0.025749&amp;amp;z=14&amp;amp;iwloc=A&amp;amp;output=embed"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br 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You see, I now design analog electronic organs for Ciat-Lonbarde.  In both the Sidrassi and Tetrazzi organi, the peferred material for flex-sensing barre is wood.  And of woods there are many choices; many more than plastics even (Nylon, Polycarbonate, Polystyrene).  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did two "wood projects" in high school science class.  Besides this one, "The Flex/Breakability of Different Woods", there was, of course, "The Flammibility of Different Woods".  I also wanted to get in to Distilling Wood, but I never got there yet.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's how Flex/Breakability went:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hypothesis: that heavier woods break at a higher weight than lighter woods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Method: Cut 1cm x 5cm x 2mm planks, vise grip at one end, hang weights on the other end.  Keep hanging lead weights until it breaks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Materials: Woods were harvested from the church property behind my mom's house.  Such as: Sassafras, Silver Maple, Yew (from the olden cemetary), Dogwood (from a branch I cut in my mom's yard!).  Note: because young Peter slaughtered living trees, he also had to improvise a drying technique for the planks, which was to use a propane torch and lightly toast it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Observations: Dogwood of course was on the top of durability.  It is pretty light, but it would be worst for Sidrassi barres because it didn't seem to flex at all.  Best flex- of course- was Yew.  Also tested was Sumac, which has always been my favorite for coloration, but I realized then that Sumac is a weak wood, expert at breaking, thus my song-chant:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ciat-lonbarde.net/lullabier/syumachasspokengwonk.wav"&gt;It's like the Sumac has spoken,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ciat-lonbarde.net/lullabier/syumachasspokengwonk.wav"&gt;I grow back when broken.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Argument for wooden Electronic Instrumenta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wood is one of the cleanest natural products.  Sealed off from the environment by bark, it grows in "regular lifespace", not absorbing any mercury from the environment.  Plus, many woods have saps that in their fragrance, stave off certain diseases.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wilhelm Reich wrote about orgone energy, which is accumulated when organic material (he used wool but we use aromatic woods) is placed in alternation with primal metals or crystals.  That is the basis of the noted "Ciat"-"Lonbarde" dichotomy.  Ciat refers to crystalline structures unified by metallic armature (CIA, air cond, Crystal City VA), and Nabra refers to nappy dreadlocks, rhizomal growth, and organic in general (from the African word, "Nbara").  Nbara is the wooden barre that receives nodes, the wooden barre that flexes through the plate to the crystal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Observe the company &lt;a href="http://jupitercondenser.com/"&gt;Jupiter Condenser&lt;/a&gt;, and note that their capacitors are a rolled up sandwich of metal and beeswax paper.  Also note the concordance between meta-technology and the bees, noted in  the video "Wax or the Discovery of Television among the Bees"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img  src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/d/d7/Wax_or_the_Discovery_of_Television_Among_the_Bees.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;True, positioning of the piezo-transducer as well as grinding a lense shape into the barre affect its electronic response, but primordially, choice of wood for the barre is what poots that extra touch onto a Ciat-Lonbarde organ.  &lt;a href="http://www.ciat-lonbarde.net/sidrassi"&gt;Sidrassi&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://www.ciat-lonbarde.net/tetrazzi/"&gt;Tetrazzi&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-2482028884653622918?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/2482028884653622918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/09/note-on-dogwood-in-9th-grade-high.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/2482028884653622918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/2482028884653622918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/09/note-on-dogwood-in-9th-grade-high.html' title='A Note on Dogwood, in 9th grade high school science project, :&quot;The flex/breakability of woods&quot;'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-3278804044189620007</id><published>2010-09-08T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T05:07:44.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TIiE0yMaOqI/AAAAAAAAACQ/UrzSHRKBgRA/s1600/wedded.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TIiE0yMaOqI/AAAAAAAAACQ/UrzSHRKBgRA/s320/wedded.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514803786077059746" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-3278804044189620007?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/3278804044189620007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/09/note-about-fathering.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/3278804044189620007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/3278804044189620007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/09/note-about-fathering.html' title=''/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TIiE0yMaOqI/AAAAAAAAACQ/UrzSHRKBgRA/s72-c/wedded.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-3838155349788905404</id><published>2010-08-30T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T20:51:40.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Critique of Relabi; Japanese Resume</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Relabi, a concept design by John Berndt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some biographical notice.  John Berndt, the man of Baltimore, who in the 90s as straight-edge, created some really stoned nazi shit on his two-tape attache-folio "John Berndt, Works, 1991-1996", which is quite often  heard in the Ciat-Lonbarde woodshop speakers.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Speaking of speakers, I heard a wonderful sound last night, kitty corner, but very near to, the Apple Store, in Shibuya.  No, it was not shibuya-kei music a la Cornelius, of the 90s.  It was not in front of any brightly lit "kira-kira" store of boots, but rather it was in the darkness, over there, where two security gaurds stand in front of a parking garage?  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to the John Berndt biography.  John Berndt, who in the nineties, started as a freelance, designing fonts for thee olde City of Baltimore web cottage, now leader of "The Berndt Group" (also known to Twig Harper as Blue Man Group), runs a task force of many in designing robust web solutions to cities and aquariums, to name a few.  Berndt has a love/hate relationship with certain "creative" 90s softwares, a good example is KAI's power tools:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.johnberndt.org/KPT/"&gt;http://www.johnberndt.org/KPT/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Over in the dark, last night, where the security gaurds were standing, I heard a pleasant noise, the crackle of a loose connection or perhaps even an ancient Japanese transistor failing.  The sound, we agreed was coming from the PA above the gaurds.  It seemed to be playing a quiet, and sometimes gonging, ancient new age music.  When the music got loud, the PA made a quite loud, quite chaotic crackle like thunder but without the bass, which rang out in the convoluted alleys of Shibuya.  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Like a cicada, the "Japanese Gaurded PA" is its own animal (cf. Shintoism, Animism), which the security gaurds allow to sound out, crackly like a cicada scream.  That was a wonderful sound.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;John Berndt has invented Relabi.  Actually point one of the critique here is that ancient caveman and the Mesopotamians also had Relabi.  Thus goes a rebuttal that is actually the same for Pauline Oliveros' comment at Oberlin that she "had the first truly improvised music" in 1956.  The rebuttal is that cavemen always have had improvised music, under the standard Darwin Lemma that this music was based on imitating the sound of birds and natural things.  They also must have used sticks and stones to beat out primitive rhythms, and certain intellectuals, perhaps even straight-edge, would have also emphasized certain anti-rhythms also known in the 90s as Chaos Magick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thus Relabi can be defined as a constant and steady slipping of the pulse, resulting in spastic or in California Lingo, "solipsistic", dance pattern in those who are listening.  Relabi can be easily created with Computer Music, but it is very hard for a traditional musician to create, they having had at least an elementary education in Rhythm.  It is very easy for a bad musician to create, resulting in the type of topsy-turvy revolution similar to Maoist Schools, when students kicked the teachers out.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Relabi is thus a tool for grass-roots, but dramatic revolution, especially in those who are "straight-edge but interesting in druggedness-soundingness, or wobbliness", i.e. long-haired skinheads.  Are our youth long-haird skinheads?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Relabi can be simulated in texte, as shown in the previous paragraph.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is constant revolution/devolution, formally expressed in rhythm, but this could easily extend out to other dimensions such as timbre.  My Lutheran Pastor-Elder as a kid, called evolution "devilution".  The younger Pastor, however, later said Elder really meant "devolution", and added, "you can masturbate, as long as its not about anyone in particular", which I thought was sound advice.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like, you take the wank of 4 on the floor dance/mellow music, and tell it, "now, Zen out, don't think about any one rhythm, you know, loosen up your wank".  That's what's planned for John Berndt's world Relabi Dance Tour.  The plan, get as famous as 90s Dance Music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, heard last night from a gay-man, that the Tokyo scene is not where it's at anymore, that it's moved to China, Shanghai.  Probably reffering to "Rhythmic Music".  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;\\-Mr. Prostituto's private motif of sexual tourism.\\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;\\-Mr. Prostituto's "private" conversation with Dr. Smoke,\\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;\\-Dr. Smoke's comment to the council about Prostituto's philosophy.\\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;\\-Sam's comment to the council about Smoke's email.\\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;\\-Smoke's action at the center to remedy the haemmorrhage.\\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;\\-Smoke's new email: Smokey\\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;石吹&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;せき　ふ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;バイオグラフィー&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PETER　ＢＬＡＳＳＥＲ　１９７９年　アメリカ　コネチカット生まれ。バルチモア在住。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;年少からチューバを習う。高校生より、民族楽器を（両親に買ってもらえなかったため、）自分で作り始める。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;その後、電子回路を使ったチューニングと音色に無限の可能性に見出し、シンセサイザー・ブランド　Ciat-Lonbarde　を立ち上げる。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;彼の作り出すシンセサイザーは、独特の回路とケースデザインにより、ノード、ラジオ・フィールド、モジュレーションを直感的にコントロールできるのが特徴と言える。　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;今回の来日にあたり、Rollz-5 ドラムマシン、Tetrazzi Organus　シンセ、そして最新のプロダクト、コンピュータ・プログラムとデジタルコントローラシステム CHUBのデモンストレーションとパフォーマンスがスケジュールされている。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ciat-lonbarde.net/"&gt;http://www.ciat-lonbarde.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ciat-lonbarde.net/roolz-gewei/inn1.jpg"&gt;http://www.ciat-lonbarde.net/roolz-gewei/inn1.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ciat-lonbarde.net/rollz5/index.html"&gt;http://www.ciat-lonbarde.net/rollz5/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shbobo.net/"&gt;http://www.shbobo.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peter B BIO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peter Blasser, tubist since 4th grade.  In high school, unallowed to purchase ethnic instruments, he began making them in the basement out of wood.  Later, in college, he discovered electronic circuits, and their possibilities for infinite tunings, infinite timbres.  He made a career out of electronic modulations, and making these intangibles touchable through nodes, case flexure, and radio fields.  His company: ciat-lonbarde.net, sells these devices to musician around the world.  Now, have a seat and watch him demonstrate a few of the instruments.  First, the Rollz-5 drum machine, an experiment modeling brain cells in transistors, to make organic rhythms.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ciat-lonbarde.net/rollz5/index.html"&gt;http://www.ciat-lonbarde.net/rollz5/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, Peter will perform a solo on the Tetrazzi Organus, a purveyor of multi-timbres in infinite tunings, as well as deeper and deeper chaos-forms, all controled by the flex of wooden bars, creating a highly organic, humanly-shaped sound.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ciat-lonbarde.net/tetrazzi/index.html"&gt;http://www.ciat-lonbarde.net/tetrazzi/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, Peter will demonstrate his newest invention, based on years of touchable analog design, the CHUB digital squishing device will create equally organic computer music based on human gesture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shbobo.net/"&gt;http://www.shbobo.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-3838155349788905404?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/3838155349788905404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/08/critique-of-relabi-resume.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/3838155349788905404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/3838155349788905404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/08/critique-of-relabi-resume.html' title='A Critique of Relabi; Japanese Resume'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-929285506336458624</id><published>2010-08-12T19:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T08:53:22.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stark</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TGSsTuq1yCI/AAAAAAAAABo/bOHIyCKYj0o/s1600/starkasahi+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TGSsTuq1yCI/AAAAAAAAABo/bOHIyCKYj0o/s320/starkasahi+005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504714099498797090" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm at an apartment complex called "Life Tower", Tokyo.  It overhangs the Asahi complex, consisting of a golden perspex rect-struct which is their corporate headquarters, as well as this organic, matching horn-structure which is the Asahi restaurant.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TGSsTzjylqI/AAAAAAAAABw/UCaz-G3Azew/s1600/starkasahi+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style=" margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TGSsTzjylqI/AAAAAAAAABw/UCaz-G3Azew/s320/starkasahi+003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504714100811404962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Philip Stark designed this horn-blob-structure on top of the restaurant for two obvious goals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;To project a deerhorn invisible field out from the exterior into the psycho-geography of Tokyo, and by aligning it with the Samida River, "blowing" this resonance into the downtown district.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To create an organic inner-space, which I imagine higher-crust patrons of the restaurant can visit, perhaps to have a sort of whipped Asahi head fluff after-dinner cocktail.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Thus the deerhorn-blob creates both an "inner attic wind space" as well as an exterior one.  This structure has penetrated into my jet-lagged slumber ideas.  It brings up "what is the sound of such a piece?".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt; There is the actual echoes that are immanent to the interior space, when you visit it and perhaps clap your hands, or your newborn makes a coo, and all this reverberates over your beer-head-fluff.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then there is the sound of the designer's computer program used to implement the meta-structure as an organic mesh of triangles.  These triangle spaces can also be read as triangle waves, which lenser out in tumorous appendages as well as petering out to a fine tip.   Gehry, Stark, all these super-star (?super-stark?) designers had to specify the steel structure (in the form of computer data) that holds their organic skins up.  This is a tesselation, an articulation, and it has a haptic rhythm too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-929285506336458624?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/929285506336458624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/08/stark.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/929285506336458624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/929285506336458624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/08/stark.html' title='Stark'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TGSsTuq1yCI/AAAAAAAAABo/bOHIyCKYj0o/s72-c/starkasahi+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-7745369848324384089</id><published>2010-08-02T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T08:51:54.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dolphinic Dolphins</title><content type='html'>A dream had.  Again, about "other" animals' quest for consciousness, empowerment.  Refer to several books (fiction), about an apes telling a man (telepathically) about humans preventing animals from self-fulfillment, also same plot but with dolphins.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see, we deforest the apes habitat, mine beneath their buttes.  We run sonar in the oceans that totally wipes out the dolphins' communication, destroying their communities, ripping the backs of manatees with boat-blades.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The traditional argument is that man was meant to rule over the planet forever (bible)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The contemporary argument is that some animals are trying, moving towards becoming human, in intelligence, empathy, self-awareness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dream had showed me that dolphins will not become like humans in these brain-things.  They are not becoming human, but dolphinic.  Dolphinic is the mental growth of dolphins, which is different from our mental-bloomings...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A koan, delivered by the elder pastor at Prince of Peace lutheran church (when I was a kid):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Jesus was 100% man and 100% god"///&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;//I did not understand this when i was small, thinking percentage indicates mixture,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;//so Jesus should be 50 50.  My wife uses this rational thinking as proof that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;//I am emotionally retarded.  Now I coming to understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;//you can be both godly and human at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;//perhaps this is what we see in smart dolphins:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;//100% dolphinic and 100% human&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-7745369848324384089?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/7745369848324384089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/08/dolphinic-dolphins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/7745369848324384089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/7745369848324384089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/08/dolphinic-dolphins.html' title='Dolphinic Dolphins'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-4997894131639943260</id><published>2010-07-17T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T07:41:44.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Art for Art Handlers?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Here in Baltimore, I have many musician friends who work at an art-moving company.  You see, the founders of Bonzai, Inc, wrote into their mission statement, that it will be a company for young, hip people, who are in bands or musicians, to have a job like going on tour, but make some money as professionals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think this is a positive effect, giving many of my friends a working community, and also some money too.  And the case-building at Bonzai is wonderful- they employ a whole crew of Buddhist, or let's say trans-Buddhist Laotians to build crates for art, for museums all along the eastern seabord and well into the heartland.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My bandmate Carson has derived much inspiration from being on the road delivering art for long hauls with a "reefer unit truck".  Some art has to be refrigerated...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thus Carson has introduced into his music some of the "behind the scenes", "trans-art", or put best, "Art for Art Handlers".  He talks about the hermetic "reefer units" which preserve an even temperature, humidity, and aesthetic.  He also rubs up against trucker-culture via the CB radio installed in the cab.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turns out there's a lot of this meta-art out there.  See Bret McCabe's &lt;a href="http://www.citypaper.com/news/story.asp?id=17146"&gt; City Paper review of Franz West&lt;/a&gt; at the BMA, which I turn to as what started all of this. Thanks to Bret McCabe, and some good photos in the City Paper, I was able to stay at home and still enjoy the exhibit.   I didn't even go there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's a testament to the quality of the meta-content of the exhibit as well as the writing.  BTW one of the abstract goal-questions of our band, Sejayno, is to find out what it means to "go on tour without moving".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to Franz West.  I did manage to see the packaging for his exhibit. I remember looking in the BMA dumpster and marveling at how intricate the Bonzai Crate was for one of Franz West's pieces, super-padded, like it was a precious crown.  And guess what, the piece itself was made out of spray-foam and sticks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even more, you'll not that these Objets D'art were allowed to be swung around or held by any visitor at the exhibit, almost encouraging destruction, or let's say "highlighting potential for destruction"...  Oppositely, the Bonzai Crate is "highlighting a preservation, hermetically", and Franz West made a sort of self-deprecating joke that only Bonzai delivery-men can truly understand, as they grunt to move this huge protective crate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another, more recent exhibition at the BMA, features Sondheim candidate, &lt;a href="http://www.citypaper.com/arts/story.asp?id=20401&amp;amp;p=2"&gt;Leah Cooper&lt;/a&gt;, and I quote Bret McCabe, in reviewing her work:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(35, 35, 35); line-height: 18px; font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;You imagine that the BMA's own gallery installation team members might find Cooper's work here the most intriguing, as they're people who have to rethink how to use this gallery each and every time they install an exhibition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(35, 35, 35); line-height: 18px; font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(35, 35, 35); line-height: 18px; font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now this is the definition of Art for Art Handlers!  BTW I hear that the Bonzai men, in some of the more dandy installations they participate in, actually wear white gloves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A related topic is "Security Systems Aesthetics".  If you walk around the back of the BMA, you will see a different kind of sculpture from that in the sculpture garden.  First of all, on your way around, you will notice a huge gold bar encased in show-windows at the "staff entrance".  This symbolizes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TERYUYjrytI/AAAAAAAAABY/cOI_C3PrCuQ/s1600/bmafort+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TERYUYjrytI/AAAAAAAAABY/cOI_C3PrCuQ/s320/bmafort+001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495614552511597266" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"we own the gold; like the ancient goldsmiths who became our modern bankers, we keep it secure, but because we are an art museum, we encase everything in show-glass and present it for the modern stare.  this art is for our employees to subtly perceive our secret message"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://galenfrysinger.org/nepal/tibet_0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://galenfrysinger.org/nepal/tibet_0063.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 420px; height: 416px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also note in the picture, that the gold bar resembles a lingum, the sacred stone penis-monolith worshipped by followers of Shiva.  Carson, the Bonzai, Inc, initiate I spoke of earlier, points out that it is a golden lingum to represent the masculine sun-aspect of the temple.  And the modern wing of the BMA is our art-temple.  The new architects use glass and aluminum skins where the ancient initiates used stone and wood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now on the back of the museum, you will notice that likewise, the various services are all encased in a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 15px; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:small;"&gt;Damien Hirst&lt;/span&gt;-esque industrial art glass enclosure.  Including the AC units on the top of the castle!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TERYU84zHnI/AAAAAAAAABg/sxiF0GZV4bc/s1600/bmafort+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TERYU84zHnI/AAAAAAAAABg/sxiF0GZV4bc/s320/bmafort+004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495614562263834226" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is "Security Art", and it presents a different message from Franz West's playfulness.  It portends serious danger- sharks- to any robber who tries to steal the gold via AC ducts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://grammarpolice.net/archives/images/hirst_shark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://grammarpolice.net/archives/images/hirst_shark.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 335px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Often-times, I dream about finding new subterranean structures, usually accessed from my basement.  I keep on finding new ballrooms beneath the Bentalou workshop, and once, I found a whole cathedral outside my mom's basement!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been so inspired by such unknown, subterranean, or subconscious meta-aesthetics, to try to ask how can I design Art for Art Handler's into my musical performances.  The deerhorn devices already incorporate a lot of meta-physics, including the secret German language for deerhunters "Jagersprache".  Also, they are intended to be highly portable things, because they use radio fields, invisible and weightless, to create sound.  Thus there are many puns and meta-magix to be explored in their construction:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ciat-lonbarde.net/deerhorn/deerhornsymbols.gif"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ciat-lonbarde.net/deerhorn/deerhornsymbols.gif" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 100px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;deerhorn symbol, hanging deerhorn tapestry, deerhorn cabinet with deerhorn handle.  T&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;he deerhorn handle is a joke on Art for Art Handler's, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;it is Art for Musical Instrument Handlers!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ciat-lonbarde.net/dhn3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ciat-lonbarde.net/dhn3.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 399px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I had to include this one.  I love kids, they are so playful.  And they get everything I talk about. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Here we are doing a group gesture, called "Children's Proletariat Denouncing the Radio Fields"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ciat-lonbarde.net/dhn3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ciat-lonbarde.net/dhn2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ciat-lonbarde.net/dhn2.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is a Deerhorn tapestry that I took to Germany, Belgium, and Netherlands, last year.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;This installation is back in Baltimore, after the tour, and you can see the instrument has &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;accumulated a lot of papersz, sketches, i even put the train tickets up on the wall.  it's like &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;an art handler on a music trip, working with preserving "documenta". &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;This one is making sound, it has theta-wave analyzers, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;and it's the same one I used for &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gAbUBRl4e2s"&gt;Deerhorn Bluegill New Jersey &lt;/a&gt;, as seen in the youtube video.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ciat-lonbarde.net/dhn1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ciat-lonbarde.net/dhn1.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;The original Deerhorn Installation, at the American Visionary Art Museum. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;This was the first time anything was exhibited in the basement, between two &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;bathrooms (besides the photo booth and water fountain).  It's actually a quite &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;nice space acoustically, hard concrete walls that reflect back quite a bit through &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;a winding corridor.  And the potential for Fart for Musical Instrument Handlers &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;has a highlighted effect, as if associating the Neon Green and Mauve tapestry &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;to Bathroom sounds: flush, soap pump, towel tusseling, lip flick.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Finale Facet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.gzsums.edu.cn/boji/movie/images/movies/TheThomasCrownAffair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://web.gzsums.edu.cn/boji/movie/images/movies/TheThomasCrownAffair.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 475px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Masterwork of Art for Art Handlers.  Pierce Brosnan and Rene Russo make a great simulated sex-scene as long as "They Live"'s fight scene.  She pours vodka on his head to piss him off into more boning!  "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;rich masculine boner&lt;/span&gt;".  We won't talk about the original, 60s, Steve McQueen version, because he's robbing a bank there.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, in the remake, they are stealing art!  from the MOMA!  Well rather, a team of Romanians is spoofed as they try and fail a high-tech heist.  While they are doomed to being tasered, Pierce "pierces" the gallery and slickly pops an impressionist in a special "bendycase".  Amazing.   The briefcase actually bends the painting, like Steven Hawking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have not seen this, pay attention to the "piercing" phase of the heist.  He has managed to implant a briefcase under the bench, that not only can magically bend a painting, but it also has a precision heater built in, to fool the infrared cameras in the gallery.  Only in movies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I originally got into this movie by hearing the key song, Michel Legrands "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/petermopar#p/c/EAA215C98C7DBA88"&gt;Windmills of your Mind&lt;/a&gt;", done by Sting on the Bassman, cool jazz radio station.  It has since inspired my computer programming very much with it's lyrics "round, like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel", because I am currently working with such trigonometries.  It's about the boners seeming to have a peaceful appearance, being able to fool even the police (but not the chick), but on the inside he's spiraling out of control.  See the muppets version of the song on that youtube playlist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, this movie's got it all.  It makes me want to become a conceptual performer, and go into the BMA christmas staff dinner and announce:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hello, my name is Peter B, you may know me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want to say, there is an art piece, where we do what Pierce Brosnan did in 'Thomas Crowne Affair'.  This 'art-piece', relates to Security Aesthetics as well as Art for Art Handlers.  It is an intricate stunt designed to create a wonderful spectacle.  And wonderful music with captivating lyrics: &lt;i&gt;like a circle in a spiral&lt;/i&gt; ...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baltimore is inspiring because of the sense of bio-dynamicism developing here, and the idea of fairness as exhibited in our public farmers' markets.  We're not gonna do it like they do it in the movies, stealing; rather, we're going to take the art and replace it with a trade for something just as good- a wonderful spectacle and wonderful music.  This is called being fair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I know certain security members, like HAL9000, would short circuit if they knew that we were breaking their mission.  So I ask you to come to me so we can work out a way to bend their mission, like Pierce Brosnan's 'bendycase', and let's do this 'art-piece'!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-4997894131639943260?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/4997894131639943260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-is-art-for-art-handlers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/4997894131639943260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/4997894131639943260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-is-art-for-art-handlers.html' title='What is Art for Art Handlers?'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TERYUYjrytI/AAAAAAAAABY/cOI_C3PrCuQ/s72-c/bmafort+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-1242161230681571078</id><published>2010-07-13T06:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T07:19:04.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Micro-Ceph</title><content type='html'>I would like to clear up some information about &lt;b&gt;Micro-Cephaly&lt;/b&gt;.  My baby boy has a medium-large sized head, and there is a lot of talk as to whether he will be smart because of that.  I stopped myself in Target the other day, almost commenting to a different family that their baby's head was way smaller than my baby's head.  Why did I stop myself from saying this?  My friend, Carson, points out that small heads may be able to think just as much, and I concur, because there is extensive research in &lt;b&gt;nano-technology&lt;/b&gt; out there.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But let's go back and see some of the &lt;b&gt;roots&lt;/b&gt; of &lt;b&gt;Micro-Cephaly&lt;/b&gt;, and our prejudice that it makes baby's less smart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rudolf Steiner will be our main source for this discussion.  He was a 19th century mystical thinker, founder of spiritual science.  Follower of intuitive botanical scientist &lt;b&gt;Goethe&lt;/b&gt;, he pointed out that we are morphologically just like plants, only upside down; our brains are like root material and our limbs are like, well, the limbs of a tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flip to "Answers to Questions, Mammoths to Mediums".  BTW Steiner's best work is arguably in the "alsorts" books, where he flits around from topic to topic, rather than his "focused" works, such as the lectures on &lt;b&gt;Archangel Michael&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The discussion is about pregnant mothers who eat a lot of potatoes, and I quote:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"If we were to eat the fruit of potatoes we would actually be taking poison, a fatal poison... So the situation is that the potato does not permit us to eat it the way we eat lentils, beans, peas, and so on, or grains like rye and wheat.  So what do we eat of the potatoe?  Something which is down below- the tuber.  And tubers are the part of all plants- roots and so on- that is digested least in the intestines.  Fruits are digested in the intestines.  But we can't eat the fruit of potato plants.  The tuber we eat is not a proper root but a thickened stem...  So when we eat potato it gets into the stomach, into the intestines.  There it cannot be digested right away but now goes up undigested with the blood.  Instead of getting up there nicely like rye and wheat which are then immediately sent down into the body, the potato first needs to be digested up there in the brain... if we eat potato bread, or just potatoes, we find that the head must first work to digest the potato."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;basic premise: that roots are used to nourish the head, and fruits are used for the body.  but, unfortunately, a potato is neither a root or fruit.  It is a tuber, which is morphologically like a tumour.  When pregnant moms eat so many cooked tumors, their baby's heads become &lt;b&gt;Hydro-cephs &lt;/b&gt;inside the womb.  This means they have big heads, but filled with water, like a tumour.  When they come out of the womb, they are squeezed back down, and because the brain was not nourished, now it is a &lt;b&gt;Micro-ceph&lt;/b&gt;.  You can see the squeezing effect on a micro-ceph, by the odd molding of its head from the birth canal, causing cone-heading, cube-heading and other shapes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Now if the head has to be used to digest potatoes, it can no longer think, for it needs its energies to be able to think, and the lower body must provide the energy needed for digesting potatoes"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, potatoes are like a dead end, they nourish neither head nor body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The situation is, therefore, that thinking has indeed grown less and less in Europe from the moment when potatoes became a staple food."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can see that micro-ceph was a big worry in Europe...  When we look at Chinese babies with HUGE heads, we think instinctively, from this sub-conscious mythology, that they are ultra-smart, child prodigies.  Now, I'm not saying they're stupid, but remember, its not size that counts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Seasonings act on the front of the head just as salts do...  people become entirely rational ... But the potato does not have quite a special connection with the mind and spirit.  It has really made human minds materialistic."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;True enough, although salts make us materialistic in a way too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"As I told you, if the astral body also sleeps during the day and is not able to work properly, a potbelly develops- fat.  And if someone only does intellectual work in his head, using his rational mind, fat is deposited in that case as well.  If I merely give [the astral body] potatoes, the energies remain up there in the head and the individual grows emaciated, weak, with his astral body unable to work properly.  "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's some mechanics.  Remember, the potato is not a root, so it does not have the true &lt;b&gt;Rhizomal Morphic Resonance&lt;/b&gt;, rather something similar, a &lt;b&gt;Tuberous Resonance&lt;/b&gt;.  The astral body primarily works with resonances- intellectual resonances, lazy resonances- and the &lt;b&gt;Tuberous Resonance&lt;/b&gt; adds to these effects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Now we may ask: 'what is done in science?'  Well, analyses are made to establish how much carbon, oxygen, nitrogen, hydrogen, and other things a protein contains... But this will get us nowhere...one has to know that when we eat a flower or a fruit this is digested in the intestines, whilst a root is digested in the head."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Same materials as in whole foods broccoli.  That's not the problem, the amount of vitamins.  Scientists have the same Catch-22 that Organ-makers have.  They are so busy with their work that they actually are consumed by it, and they eat fast food: potatoes.  i.e. they're methodology becomes tuberous and lazy, materialistic.  They are concerned only with the amount of base elements.  They forgot the poetry of Goethe, the idea of the ur-pflant, &lt;b&gt;morphic resonance&lt;/b&gt;, and what it means for the parts of plants they study.  BTW the Catch-22 that Organ-makers have is that they are so busy with their work that they put lead pipes in their mouths- they have been consumed by the lead-work of musical organs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Roots boiled in water, which is then offered as a tea, can have a medicinal effect in the head...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Valerian, Ginseng, Snakeroot, Barberry Root.  Remember ginger is like a potato- a tuber, although ginger is better because its essence is not poison.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"When we eat potatoes, we really get a longing to eat something again quite soon ... Someone who eats a lot of potatoes does not get powerful thoughts; ..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Constant pursuance of materials and salts, handed down from mommy's blood in the womb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You're unlikely ever to hear from a pulpit what people should do where a diet of potatoes or wheat is concerned, so as to be strong ..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Church likes potato heads.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"But when one knows that everything depends on the spiritual realm one also knows that eating potatoes or not eating potatoes depends on the spiritual realm"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But we need to be spiritually buffered to protect us from &lt;b&gt;tuberous resonance&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Social conditions also depend on making the right use of our fields and not growing more potatoes than people can cope with and still grow strong ..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, there you have it.  A discussion on micro-cephaly, hydro-cephaly, and tuberous resonances.  Thank you, gentlemen and women.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-1242161230681571078?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/1242161230681571078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/07/micro-ceph.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/1242161230681571078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/1242161230681571078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/07/micro-ceph.html' title='Micro-Ceph'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-7684483317410132134</id><published>2010-07-13T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T06:36:41.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meta Beer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxrbQkHqCI/AAAAAAAAABA/O6Hkh83Uqnc/s1600/aestus006+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxrbQkHqCI/AAAAAAAAABA/O6Hkh83Uqnc/s320/aestus006+048.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493383761532266530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best beer on the planet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Has managed to transcend the specifics of beer and become&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meta-physical to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also manages to be a honey beer that isn't too wet tasting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ethiopian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Available at Midtown Liquors, Maryland Ave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-7684483317410132134?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/7684483317410132134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/07/meta-beer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/7684483317410132134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/7684483317410132134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/07/meta-beer.html' title='Meta Beer'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxrbQkHqCI/AAAAAAAAABA/O6Hkh83Uqnc/s72-c/aestus006+048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-4777370916450466309</id><published>2010-06-16T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T08:19:14.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>teach paperless</title><content type='html'>dear T__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would like to share a radio interview with you.&lt;br /&gt;it is with Shelly Blake-Plock, a man i know here in Baltimore, who is teaching kids to do all their research, notes, and reports online and collaboratively with social networking.  I also know him as a deeply contemplative avant-garde musician.  in his spirit of online collaboration, i wanted to share this with you, and see if there are any possibilities of applying it to college level?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://mdmorn.wordpress.com/2010/06/13/614102-teaching-paperless/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-4777370916450466309?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/4777370916450466309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/06/teach-paperless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/4777370916450466309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/4777370916450466309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/06/teach-paperless.html' title='teach paperless'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-3576796711952709740</id><published>2010-06-11T08:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T08:53:45.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>White Marsh Poem</title><content type='html'>White Marsh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orange Julius Kaiser "Caeser Salad" Permanente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physically quiet is psychologically loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sears, Sears, Sears, the searing man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byron Station&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White Marsh, Bland Blond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Airgas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-3576796711952709740?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/3576796711952709740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/06/white-marsh-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/3576796711952709740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/3576796711952709740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/06/white-marsh-poem.html' title='White Marsh Poem'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-5772462351254313974</id><published>2010-05-23T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T09:13:23.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Georg Dietzler</title><content type='html'>When I was performing in Cologne last year, the man who picked me up at the train station (with the black-rotting cathedral overhanging it), was Georg Dietzler.  Looking like Doc from BTTF, a mad scientist on vintage bicycle.  Long white hair poofed out, and a quite pleasant humor.  Good guy.  Before the show, we had ice cream and he told me about his work.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seems like a long time before Paul Stamets, there was an understanding of the primal importance of Fungus, as a sort of universal solvent made out of living foam, that can eat anything, including crude oil.  Unfortunately for the Gulf of Mexico, fungus needs earth to survive, thus it cannot be grown in the sea, but perhaps this is where some more research can be done?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Georg Dietzler is one of these visionary artists, who derived his piece from a fundamental question: how do we cure the PCB problem?  Not Printed Circuit Boards, but Polychlorinated Biphenyls, which land in our earth after they fall out of the many wires of a electrical transformer, and then soak into the ground.  After that, they keep on falling down until they hit groundwater, and then Boome, they're in your power supply and you have cancer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So...  The goal is to decompose them while they are still above ground.  This is Georg's work.  You see, PCBs resemble cellulose chemically, which makes them "feel" like wood, although they are a lot worse.  So George built structures of grass and organic materials on a "cursed ground", to encourage our myrical foam to arrive, fungus, which then penetrates the ground and eats the "cursed wood".  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dietzlerge.org/"&gt;http://www.dietzlerge.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greenmuseum.org/content/artist_index/artist_id-33.html"&gt;http://www.greenmuseum.org/content/artist_index/artist_id-33.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-5772462351254313974?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/5772462351254313974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/05/georg-dietzler.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/5772462351254313974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/5772462351254313974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/05/georg-dietzler.html' title='Georg Dietzler'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-8216367862834619989</id><published>2010-05-18T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T03:37:50.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meme Collage</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;High Zero Permanente&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Corporate Reggae&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kai's Impossible Object Tools&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nautica Almanac&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Baltimore: Food Folks and Fun&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pinus Ravenus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Staples Centrebutt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rainbow Random&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blasser Tube and Bleaching Co.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Electric Feelgus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-8216367862834619989?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/8216367862834619989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/05/meme-collage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/8216367862834619989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/8216367862834619989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/05/meme-collage.html' title='Meme Collage'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-2688039920775112413</id><published>2010-05-17T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T09:14:43.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission Fabric Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/S_F0kI-sRXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nKSgCeFCAkE/s1600/mission+fabric.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 211px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/S_F0kI-sRXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nKSgCeFCAkE/s320/mission+fabric.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472283186466407794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a mission fabric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where inputs from machines, people, video streams, newsfeeds, sensors, cognitive agents, and social networking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fusing voice, video, location, and social networking assets,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harnesses the power of the collective&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attempted to bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;replacing centralized (or star) hierarchies with decentralized star networks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siloed or stove-piped system&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;application-oriented networking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IP-based&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;data, voice, and video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evolution of the network from stove-piped systems to a virtualized and integrated network.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nodes on the network—data, machines, objects, and people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;White Paper: Anticipating “Rare Events”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Communications&lt;br /&gt;self-configuring, -managing, and -healing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mobile ad hoc network (MANET).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;distributed nodes&lt;br /&gt;self-sufficient network resource: a transmitter, receiver, relay,&lt;br /&gt;mobile nature of MANETs&lt;br /&gt;MANETs are normally decentralized&lt;br /&gt;peer-to-peer basis&lt;br /&gt;By applying this feedback&lt;br /&gt;router floods information&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figure 4. Router Flooding Protocol Effects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adherence to standard DoD IPV6 naming conventions will be essential.&lt;br /&gt;Deep Packet Inspection.&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, senior leaders also have the ability to modulate this distributed control throughout the fabric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senior leaders and tactical commanders can distribute and modulate control within the nodes (using advanced routers) of the mission fabric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/S_F1H48tOUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/sUSbJ8ysuO4/s1600/routerfloodingcloud.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/S_F1H48tOUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/sUSbJ8ysuO4/s320/routerfloodingcloud.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472283800638404930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-2688039920775112413?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/2688039920775112413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/05/mission-fabric-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/2688039920775112413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/2688039920775112413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/05/mission-fabric-poem.html' title='Mission Fabric Poem'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/S_F0kI-sRXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nKSgCeFCAkE/s72-c/mission+fabric.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-3515800646533478193</id><published>2010-05-13T06:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T07:11:53.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Open Letter to U.S. Navy</title><content type='html'>Do you know what's the best thing to do when you're stressed?  Ground yourself.  Go on a walk in the park, sit in meditation on a cool basement floor.  Two good ways to get the bad energy, negativity, and cynicism out.  Now, some people think this helps because it gives you more cool air, which is true, indeed; a hot head with many thoughts needs aircond.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But something aircond doesn't do is give your body a way to let the other energies besides heat out. This is where the ground comes in.  Basically anything on the E-M spectrum below microwave gets "sinked" down into ground.  This includes radio, ultrasonic electronic, audio, and theta waves.  These are all nullified by our ground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think of World War II.  People think of how submariners lived on those tiny ships, with lots of stress, millions of pounds of water pushing in on them.  How did they get through it?  Metal decking.  You see- the metal of the ship, and the salty bathybaric water all are connected to ground, they are one big relief of the thoughts.  Actually submarine captains were known to be especially coolheaded.  You had to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nowadays, think of where most of the decisions are made.  On the computer deck.  And I'll bet that nowadays the computer deck has a wooden subfloor, all insulating you from the primitive, powerful ground that runs through the hull.  The consequence: unrelieved theta wave activity, dissonance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And everyone knows that fibreglass boaters are extremely hotheaded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have this wonderful history of Avant-Garde music, which has shown us the beauty of cymatic sound.  This is best heard on a "untuned" bell, or piece of scrap metal, where there is a cacophony of many inharmonic partials.  Today, musicians use scrap metal in their rigs, because our ears have opened to the possibilities of these tones.  Now we know there's nothing wrong with the sound of metal structures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if there is a specific, targeted, need for silence, say on a stealth or swift boat, there are systematic changes we can make to make our stealth captains more coolheaded, since they need to be the "007" elements.  We would make them barefooted.  Now, your thinking, that would look funny, Captain standing there with all his military regalia on, but barefooted!  Well, the answer is, he doesn't wear military regalia.  He, or she, wears a Dobok (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; "&gt;道服&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-size: 16px; "&gt;), or martial arts uniform.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-size: 16px; "&gt;The asian tradition designed these uniforms for the bare-footed, or litely slippered masters, to practice full-body co-ordination, by including the foot in the list of articulate limbs.  Contrast this to the naval-boot, as hard as possible, the toes are not used at all!  On today's boats, skippers hardly do the dangerous things they used to do: caulking seams, cutting rope, hauling masts, sewing yard-cloth.  In fact a bare-footed captain would be an advantage nowadays, since he has control of stealth on-boat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-size: 16px; "&gt;When he controls stealth on-boat, he controls stealth off-boat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-3515800646533478193?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/3515800646533478193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/05/open-letter-to-us-navy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/3515800646533478193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/3515800646533478193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/05/open-letter-to-us-navy.html' title='Open Letter to U.S. Navy'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-4618634776299591938</id><published>2010-05-11T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T06:46:13.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gay Ducks Spotted in Jones Falls</title><content type='html'>Baltimore, a river known for its labyrynthine tunneling under the city and also its raw sewage smell, but also ruboff from the gay and lesbian social clubs directly above in Mount Vernon District.  The animals have taken after their masters and started going in gay relationships.  Leading the movement are the ducks.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A gay duck couple is easy to spot: look for two drakes, instead of a drake and a dun.  Drakes have the characteristic teal green shoulder blades.  A dun woman is brown and mottled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-4618634776299591938?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/4618634776299591938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/05/gay-ducks-spotted-in-jones-falls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/4618634776299591938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/4618634776299591938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/05/gay-ducks-spotted-in-jones-falls.html' title='Gay Ducks Spotted in Jones Falls'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-7654082464374804078</id><published>2010-05-10T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T12:47:06.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Neuroethology Chromakey</title><content type='html'>What do bats and electric fish have in common?  They both are case studies of Neuroethology, which is the study of brain habits in animals, where they come from, and what they become in humans. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bats make and receive ultrasound to see around the room, with echolocation.  Electric fishes likewise see with their electrical fields.  They have something called an "anti-jamming response" which is basically an hysterical phase locked loop- instead of locking onto the frequency of nearby fish, they will move away in frequency, so that each individual fish has its own vibration to "see" with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is called "jamming avoidance response" and is seated in the mesencephelon, where it is calculated by differencing two types of neurons, one following the fish's own vibration, the other a differential of the other fish's.  This is in "weakly electrical fish" such as the Eigenmania, not strong guys like the eels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been thinking about frequency diversity in the new Deerhorn circuit.  It actually uses a PLL to lock onto a radio oscillator, and create a CV from the error signal.  But each separate circuit board should not lock onto each other.  For now, I am using discretely different inductors to span a range of frequencies, but I wonder if a hysteric PLL can be designed like the electric fishes'?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The phenomena of Neuroethology are best documented by a combination of live video of the organism plus graphs of various functions such as voltage or frequency.  That is where chromakeying came in, how I came across "Neuroethology" today.  Many scientists use chromakey to squeeze all their data into one video stream, also subjecting the electric fishes to an electric blue background.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-7654082464374804078?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/7654082464374804078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/05/neuroethology-chromakey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/7654082464374804078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/7654082464374804078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/05/neuroethology-chromakey.html' title='Neuroethology Chromakey'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-7018811329846411574</id><published>2010-05-05T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T14:06:50.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baltimore Maxim</title><content type='html'>Hey All&lt;br /&gt;First on the table, proposal to keep old Baltimore motto, "Baltimore : Believe", and instead of replacing it, add a Baltimore &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maxim&lt;/span&gt; that states "Baltimore : Barcelona".  This post is dedicated to John Berndt for making scatology available for me, and Twig James Johnston Harper who encouraged me with my wacky ideas.  This one came from the back of a "Barcelona" brand yogurt trail nut mix, which stated "Barcelona Nut Co., Baltimore Md".  Literally this is a proposal by a nut case!  But it kindof works.  Please see our Westside Masonry company as evidence that Gaudi's spirit is alive and well here in Baltimore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ciat-lonbarde.net/planter/index.html"&gt;http://www.ciat-lonbarde.net/planter/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW I found a circuit board manufacturer out here in Balt. &lt;a href="http://www.procyonpcb.com/"&gt;Procyon &lt;/a&gt; has an awesome website, and it is run by "Seniors out on Jolly Road, Baltimore"...  Awesome.  And they don't use chemicals, rather they do it with a precision machine router.  Thus they don't do the quantity that I need with Ciat-Lonbarde...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-7018811329846411574?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/7018811329846411574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/05/baltimore-maxim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/7018811329846411574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/7018811329846411574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/05/baltimore-maxim.html' title='Baltimore Maxim'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-625120196438630111</id><published>2010-04-18T14:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T14:42:59.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Muslim Architect</title><content type='html'>It is because, my brother, I&lt;br /&gt;Believe that only Allah can create a perfect&lt;br /&gt;Work, that I submit this symbol of&lt;br /&gt;Humility, this imperfection,&lt;br /&gt;This wabi-sabi, as symbol of&lt;br /&gt;Iniquity of men.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-625120196438630111?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/625120196438630111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/04/muslim-architect.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/625120196438630111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/625120196438630111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/04/muslim-architect.html' title='Muslim Architect'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007153105280643396.post-3232063002500144140</id><published>2010-04-08T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T06:26:05.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teaching History</title><content type='html'>For the last seven 8 years I have been quite consumed in my business, and teaching has been a natural but slow-developing outgrowth.  I haven't rushed into teaching, but I've been fascinated by it nonetheless.  I often am called to do demonstrations of instruments, and I do this, by playing musical passages on the instruments.  I avoid being didactic, but nevertheless there are some core philosophies behind my business that I deliver, as lecturer.  On an side note, I have become a fan of intuitive lecturing a la Rudolph Steiner.  But the difference where I do a workshop, is #1 we make a thing, and #2 it works! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most recent workshop, in a week with ten participants, was in Berlin, last summer.  It was part of a super-workshop called Sommerkamp Workstation, which had three nodes: interventions, physicality, and modeling.  I was in the physicality node.  My typical hands-on workshop for adults &gt; 18 is making the "deerhorn circuit", which is a sort of radio theremin with analog signal processing to make a gesture sensitive tool (it is silent when there is no movement).  I had developed it in previous workshop/installations in Providence and Baltimore.  It is one long day of work, soldering a paper circuit (yes, paper).  Then, I check the circuits, and finally, make an installation of all of them in the space, a polyphonic movement and wind sensor with acoustics.  The deerhorn circuit started as a tool for such spatial installations, and that's what integrates it into the space of the workshop itself.  There will be another deerhorn workshop this summer, in Washington DC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last summer, I taught a week-long class, video for kids, where they wrote-up, rehearsed, shot, and edited a video.  Now I know you're thinking, what does this have to do with a college level class?  Those kids are always teaching me, and in the middle of the summer, with all their energy, I learned to make videos in the "quicky" programs, IMovie, Kino, etc., and post them up on Youtube.  This is a new form of digital expression that was "passed up" to me from teaching kids.  Plus, it seems I get business from all these YouTube clips.  People are buying the instruments featured in them.  It helps, to "explain" them, in a more personal and immediate sense than formal documentary video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend coerced me last summer to teach 8th graders to solder, which was a bad experience, although the circuit worked as an ultralight solar sounder...  Soldering is best as a sort of guild skill, to be passed down, on an intern basis.  I have had 3 interns over the years, who have helped me immensely and also by answering their questions it helps me to format the answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's my racquetball class, which is coaching and mentoring adults, mostly slightly senior than me, every week at the community college.  In it, I take a no-nonsense approach, warm-up every week, stretch, then play ball!  I am reminded of the Throat-Singing EXCO that I led at Oberlin, which also focused on warming-up our vocal cords, then performing chants inside the various resonant spaces on campus.  The racquetball court is a wonderful space for resonances, and I remember the honey-combed multiple squash and racquetball courts at Oberlin would serve well in a multi-student installation piece, "how to share a resonant space with others?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007153105280643396-3232063002500144140?l=petermopar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/feeds/3232063002500144140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/04/teaching-history.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/3232063002500144140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007153105280643396/posts/default/3232063002500144140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petermopar.blogspot.com/2010/04/teaching-history.html' title='Teaching History'/><author><name>PeterB:JustB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00034519914484741409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b6cqYf3m50/TDxpghyCxRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6YYD06ZgvoE/S220/31hopkins+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
