My old Ocadia-themed blog looked a bit too long in the tooth, I felt when I woke up with the worst hangover in ages Saturday morning, so my medicine turned out to be K2 and coffee. Thank you Michael Heilemann, Chris J Davis, Zeo, Steve Lam and Ben Sherratt.
Continue reading ‘Gglob relooked’
Archive for April, 2007
Kai tipped me about this Dragon. (Thank you, Kai.) A brilliant example of the good old “hollow face” illusion. Make one for yourself with help from this page.
Today I woke up to the news that my favourite North American author of all time, Kurt Vonnegut, Jr., was dead. 84 years old.
Continue reading ‘So it goes’
Since this is the 100th post here in my little gglob-experiment, it’s time for a tiny recapitulation. Or something.
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Lewis tipped me about a brilliant computer program the other day; SPEAR. Brilliant! What it does is, basically, that it analyses any soundfile you care to give it and finds a way to represent it as a set of sine tones - partials. The result can be played back in the program and it will sound impressingly close to the original file. (I was particularily baffled by the percussive parts of pieces.) Since the sound is deconstructed, so to speak, in this way, we can do many very interesting things to the sound, like removing any partials below a threshold dB-level (to get the "main" tones), or selecting partials using a lasso tool and playing only "parts" of the full sound. You can also slow down, speed up - and even pause the reading of the sound while the playback is in perfect tune. Great fun!
When I was younger, so much younger than today, around 10 perhaps, I often walked the 2 km back home from school. (That was before everybody bought immense SUVs and the world along narrow winding roads was a safer place, but that’s besides the point.) The walk could take everything from thirty minutes up to several hours. Depending on if and what company I had and if I had something interesting to think about. Sometimes I rushed home even if I had something interesting to think about, because perhaps I had a copy of a game in my rucksack. (I think it was almost legal to copy games from friends in Norway back then.) This made me perform my first philosophical discourse.
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