Water Experiment No. 33 Automata
What a beautiful work of craftsmanship.
By: Dean O’Callaghan
The object of this project was to produce an Automata that was inspired by the work of Reuben Margolin.
All components were hand made the aim was to recreate the reaction of droplet as it impacts a body of water.
Laat het gaan
I haven’t even seen Frozen, but I’ve been listening to the Dutch version of Let It Go for a couple of weeks. Willemijn Verkaik voices the main character in the Dutch and German versions, while Idina Menzel voices in the English version—am I talking about Wicked or Frozen? Given their extensive misunderstood-witch experience, there really was no other sensible casting choice. #wickedconspiracy
After all this love, after the birds rip like scissors
through the morning sky, after we leave, when the empty
bed appears like a collapsed galaxy, or the wake of
disturbed air behind a plane, after that, as the wind turns
to stone, as the leaves shriek, you are still breathing
inside my own breath. The lighthouse on the far point
still sweeps away the darkness with the brush of an arm.
The tides inside your heart still pull me towards you.
After all this, what are these words but mollusk shells
a child plays with? What could say more than the eloquence
of last night’s constellations? or the storm anchored by
its own flashes behind the far mountains? I remember
the way your body wavers under my touch like the northern
lights. After all this, I want the certainty of hidden roots
spreading in all directions from their tree. I want to hear
again the sky tangled in your voice. Some nights I can
hear the footsteps of the stars. How can these words
ever reveal the secret that waits in their sleeping light?
The words that walk through my mind say only what has
already passed. Beyond, the swallows are still knitting
the wind. After a while, the smokebush will turn to fire.
After a while, the thin moon will grow like a tear in a curtain.
Under it, a small boy kicks a ball against the wall of
a burned out house. He is too young to remember the war.
He hardly knows the emptiness that kindles around him.
He can speak the language of early birds outside our window.
Someday he will know this kind of love that changes
the color of the sky, and frees the earth from its moorings.
Sometimes I kiss your eyes to see beyond what I can imagine.
Sometimes I think I can speak the language of unborn stars.
I think the whole earth breathes with you. After all this,
these words are all I have to say what is impossible to think,
what shy dreams hide in the rafters of my heart, because
these words are only a form of touch, only tell you I have no life
that isn’t yours, and no death you couldn’t turn into a life.
Don’t get me wrong, the new iPhones look interesting. But this is an excellent idea for the future of cellphones.
(by Dave Hakkens)
Completely agree with the OP. This is a very democratic, sustainable, and innovative path forward for cell phones. I hope such an idea can catch on.
I support this 100%.
This is the coolest idea.
Given the reaction most folks have to it, these days you’d think calling something someone did racist is as horrible, if not more so, as actually being racist. We really don’t stand well to being told we’ve said or done something offensive; we tend to trip out a little bit, because we’re not like that. We’re good people! We probably have friends of races different than our own!
Unfortunately, this sort of thinking only serves to perpetuate racism further. By making the calling out of racism into something people are afraid to do, and equally afraid to be on the receiving end of, we’re far less likely to have the necessary conversations about it for things to positively change …
If you point out casual racism on a regular basis, you’re going to get a lot of people whining that you’re too “politically correct,” which is not a phrase that actually means anything anymore, besides saying of its speaker, “I am nostalgic for a time when I could be as racist as I wanted and nobody bugged me about it …
Once a person has been made aware of the consequences of casual racisms, does she have a responsibility to change her language, and her perspective? That’s up to the individual. I’m not here to tell anyone not to say certain words; I’m here to assert that we should know the meaning, background, and possible consequences of the words you use — even terms as seemingly childish and innocuous as “Indian giver.” Whether we continue to use them after that is a moral decision we have to arrive at on our own.