November 29, 2008 · 2 Comments
Colleague and I got into a discussion about when altering a photo goes too far. I said it was OK to enhance, not alter. She shrugged. “It’s all digital manipulation anyway. Why does it bother you more than altering the white balance on a bad exposure?”
I gave that some thought and came to a rather startling conclusion:
I am a fuddy-duddy.
November 12, 2008 · 6 Comments
I’m an artist. Period.
Is it just me being Ms. OversensitiveWordist, or is there something a tad demeaning in the term “glass artist?” I mean, when we talk about a sculptor, do we say he is a “bronze artist?” When we talk about a painter, is he an “oil artist?”
Nope. So here’s my soapbox on “glass artists.” Continue reading
November 23, 2008 · 1 Comment
I’m willing to put up with my iPhone’s crummy phone service because she’s taken over so many other tasks from my other computers (and added a couple I hadn’t considered). And what gets her there are the apps. If you are using a barebones iPhone, i.e., only the apps that came in the box, you’re operating at about half-strength on the utility scale.
Here are another 10 of my favorites, this time including games. Continue reading
November 4, 2008 · Leave a Comment
There’s a hidden jewel in Wilsonville (of all places): One of the tastier Middle Eastern restaurants I’ve encountered on the west coast. I’d driven by Dar Essalam a couple of times on my way to Fry’s Electronics, and filed it under “new Moroccan restaurant” for future reference.
When I say “hidden” jewel, I mean it. Coworker Sara and I decided to try it tonight, and it proved so hard to find that we nearly didn’t go (google “Moroccan restaurant in Wilsonville” and see what you come up with). I’m glad we did, because it was delightful. Continue reading
November 12, 2008 · 6 Comments
I’m an artist. Period.
Is it just me being Ms. OversensitiveWordist, or is there something a tad demeaning in the term “glass artist?” I mean, when we talk about a sculptor, do we say he is a “bronze artist?” When we talk about a painter, is he an “oil artist?”
Nope. So here’s my soapbox on “glass artists.” Continue reading
November 29, 2008 · 2 Comments
Colleague and I got into a discussion about when altering a photo goes too far. I said it was OK to enhance, not alter. She shrugged. “It’s all digital manipulation anyway. Why does it bother you more than altering the white balance on a bad exposure?”
I gave that some thought and came to a rather startling conclusion:
I am a fuddy-duddy.
Was reading the New York Times this morning and ran across this headline: TO BUY CHILDREN’S GIFTS, MOTHERS DO WITHOUT. Now that’s a heartstrings moment if ever I read... [Read more]
Gigi-the-iPhone is a goofy little beast. As I’ve said ad nauseum, I’m willing to put up with her crummy phone service because she’s taken over so many other tasks.... [Read more]