Virtual Residency Day Eighteen; Seas, Software bugs and Birds
In the LA Times today http://tinyurl.com/l84rh, there is a dramatic account of the effects of pollution on sea mammals. There are heartbreaking accounts of dying turtles, sea lions and other beautiful creatures caused by human carelessness.
Today, I did the first telecomcast tests for next weeks concert events here to work out the bugs. There were remarkably few but it has given me ideas for how to make the directions to listen and participate more clear. They will be on the Events page asap. Dave Nelson, owner of the new TalkShoe.com company that will host us, was extremely helpful.
I have also been studying photos from Khoj to visualize the surroundings and compare them to Geumgang and Pescia. What I see are dramatic differences between the particular water problems. I am still trying to clarify my thoughts about what I'm looking at and wish I had more information. So far, the visuals I am generating are all schematic or performative.
At one point I took a break from the work and heard my cat make a suspicious squeak. Sue enuf, she had a terrfied bird in her mouth. It was the first time I had caught her before she had reduced one of her prey to a pathic pile of tiny claws and a few downy feathers. I managed to separate the two animals and shoe my cat out the door. The bird, a sparrow, was breathing heavily under my dining room table, in such shock that, as often happens with birds my cat has captured, I could gather it up in my hands with little resistance.
I set the bird on a high place outside, away from my cat, to catch what breathe it had left and called a friend who is a bird rescue expert. We discussed the options. I was afraid it had a broken wing. Finally, I decided to find a box to bring it to my friend and left it alone to get the box. As I did so, I was trying to imagine the logistics of getting my elderly dog in the car for the ride, circumventing my irritated cat and driving safely to my friend. When I returned with the box, I inadvertently let the screen door slam shut behind me. That startled the bird so badly that it flew to the nearest branch without any trouble. I was elated, as was my friend. It made my day.
When I am sunk in software, technical questions and research, it is easy to forget that this is why I do this work: for all the sea lions, birds and polar bears. And for a world where humans can live sustainably with them.
Today, I did the first telecomcast tests for next weeks concert events here to work out the bugs. There were remarkably few but it has given me ideas for how to make the directions to listen and participate more clear. They will be on the Events page asap. Dave Nelson, owner of the new TalkShoe.com company that will host us, was extremely helpful.
I have also been studying photos from Khoj to visualize the surroundings and compare them to Geumgang and Pescia. What I see are dramatic differences between the particular water problems. I am still trying to clarify my thoughts about what I'm looking at and wish I had more information. So far, the visuals I am generating are all schematic or performative.
At one point I took a break from the work and heard my cat make a suspicious squeak. Sue enuf, she had a terrfied bird in her mouth. It was the first time I had caught her before she had reduced one of her prey to a pathic pile of tiny claws and a few downy feathers. I managed to separate the two animals and shoe my cat out the door. The bird, a sparrow, was breathing heavily under my dining room table, in such shock that, as often happens with birds my cat has captured, I could gather it up in my hands with little resistance.
I set the bird on a high place outside, away from my cat, to catch what breathe it had left and called a friend who is a bird rescue expert. We discussed the options. I was afraid it had a broken wing. Finally, I decided to find a box to bring it to my friend and left it alone to get the box. As I did so, I was trying to imagine the logistics of getting my elderly dog in the car for the ride, circumventing my irritated cat and driving safely to my friend. When I returned with the box, I inadvertently let the screen door slam shut behind me. That startled the bird so badly that it flew to the nearest branch without any trouble. I was elated, as was my friend. It made my day.
When I am sunk in software, technical questions and research, it is easy to forget that this is why I do this work: for all the sea lions, birds and polar bears. And for a world where humans can live sustainably with them.
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