Of course it is harder to think about ideas than to bring a programming language into a classroom.
Fetishising programming won’t get us anywhere. (And indeed, it is striking will.i.am has the most sensible quote of them all.)
Of course it is harder to think about ideas than to bring a programming language into a classroom.
Fetishising programming won’t get us anywhere. (And indeed, it is striking will.i.am has the most sensible quote of them all.)
In the era of the iPhone, Facebook, and Twitter, we’ve become enamored of ideas that spread as effortlessly as ether. We want frictionless, “turnkey” solutions to the major difficulties of the world—hunger, disease, poverty. We prefer instructional videos to teachers, drones to troops, incentives to institutions. People and institutions can feel messy and anachronistic. They introduce, as the engineers put it, uncontrolled variability.
@flantz @stiknork @charlesjpratt best build so far: circle bash, defensive bash, rapid bash x2, stronger bash x1, staggering leap, lust x1
Twitter / bfod: @flantz @stiknork @charlesjpratt …
I am kind of addicted to Hoplite at the moment and am going to try this.
I think my favourite aspect of it, though, is that at times, watching the bots play together is a little like magic. The first time I saw them talk to each other, cover each other whilst reloading, help each other up after a Boomer attacked, I felt a little (only a little, mind) like a proud father. They’re dumb as a sack of hammers, but they look convincing, and that was the real goal. It’s fun to watch them fight the horde amidst all my other friends on Twitter.
Infovore » Twit 4 Dead: more silly nonsense with Twitter bots.
Digging up some old work by Tom after encountering a talk on Left 4 Dead’s AI.
deploy metaphor with abandon, disrupt traditional narratives, play games, make things
How to Be an Alien: Ian Bogost’s “Alien Phenomenology, or, What It’s Like to Be a Thing” |
Unofficial motto for 2014.
Don’t Hug Me I’m Scared 2 — TIME (by Don’t Hug Me .I’m Scared)
A tempus fugit for the internet age.
I can’t imagine using any of these [wearable tech] items—mostly because they’re techy looking, and not in that sleek, sexy way, but more in a masculine, rubbery, will-ruin-my-outfit way.
BOOMBOX (by Ely Kim)
Guy dances to 100 different songs over the course of 100 days, for the project mentioned in the previous post.
People have asked me many times to say what, exactly, is the point of this project. I’ve always had a fascination with the ways that creative people balance inspiration and discipline in their working lives. It’s easy to be energized when you’re in the grip of a big idea. But what do you do when you don’t have anything to work with? Just stay in bed? Writers have this figured out: it’s amazing how many of them have a rigid routine. John Cheever, for instance, used to wake up every morning in his New York City apartment, put on a jacket and tie, kiss his wife goodbye, and take the elevator down to his apartment building’s basement, when he would sit at a small desk and write until quitting time, at which point he’d go back up. (When it was hot in the basement, he’d strip down to his underwear to work.) The only way to experience this kind of discipline is to subject yourself to it. Every student who has taken this project had a moment where the work turned into a mind-numbing grind. And trust me: it won’t be the first time this happens. The trick is to press on. For each new day (whether it’s Day 28, Day 61, even Day 100) brings with it the hope of inspiration.
Five Years of 100 Days: Observatory: Design Observer
Sorely tempted to take this project on myself. Tickles my masochism pickle.