Truest form of advertising. Truth and the only …
Truest form of advertising. Truth and the only truth.
Truest form of advertising. Truth and the only truth.
I have the test alerts off and yet I got this. But this is still the first one of the year. Last year’s testing was pretty intensive to say the least.
I like to forget about bugs, but bugs do not let me forget about them.
Shankumugham Beach.
Diesel for the boats ~ somehow I did not expect this to be the way it was.
Translation: Astrologer, Master from Bengal, Specialist, Enchantment, Black Magic, Love Marriage.
Found the postcard @jean and @manton sent me back in September 2020.
View from the Varkala cliffside.
This is one way to get rid of YouTube Shorts.
Streets of Fort Kochi part 2.
It lies in its own waters, among the backwaters
Streets of Fort Kochi.
Roof of the Napier Museum in Thiruvananthapuram.
Spring’s goodbye. A very harsh summer ahead.
Under Jonny Mozza’s video “You’re way more interesting than you think you are”, Jacob Motl wrote: I’m a composer, visual artist, game developer, and writer, all of which encompass my career. My day job is frying chicken at a deli. Amongst the composers, I’m not the best composer but I may be the best at frying chicken. Amongst the deli workers, I’m not the best at frying chicken but I may be the…
There is a map I keep returning to in my head. It is my mental picture of who is actually doing what about climate change, and who is busy dismantling the little that was built in the last few decades. It is roughly this: Europe writes the rules. China makes the technology cheap enough for everyone to use. India and other developing nations adopt those technologies, adapt them, and build their own…
Nobody tells you it can happen this quietly. No argument, no betrayal, no clean break to point at. Just a slow thinning, like the way a song you loved gets played one too many times and you stop noticing it. You still do the things. You show up, you eat dinner together, and you ask how their day went. But the warmth that used to sit underneath the habit is now missing. The words are all still…
I did not set out to convert anyone. I just helped a friend install Linux, the way you’d help someone move furniture. You are there, you do the thing, you go home. Then his cousins wanted to see it. Then a friend of his asked questions. Then someone who had been about to buy a MacBook started doing the maths on giving their laptop a renewed life with Linux Mint instead (it is free, you save all…
I have been working on several web-based projects recently. Thinking about how the web shapes access, who it serves, who it leaves out, and also building some things of my own. So when I find myself asking whether a sculpture needs a website to justify its existence, the question feels less like art criticism and more like something I have been circling for a while now. I wrote some time back…
I spent a late night last week getting Noto Sans to load correctly across 16 languages in a Rails app. Not the most interesting part of the app I am working on, but just font subsetting and an efficient asset and resource pipeline config. Hours on a thing that has nothing to do with why the project exists. That is when it hit me – every job has a core motion. The thing underneath the job title…