| | | Against Entropy | |_________________| minimalist excesses hello from cara. you may know me from twitter as @caraesten. i make weird art with old computers and CRTs. having spent a lot of time lately reading some truly beautiful writing here in gopherspace, i thought i might like to create my own little spot. On CRTs And Other Forked Paths This Quadra 650 I'm typing on is almost too fast. Somehow, it feels the 630 it replaced, but given the near-identical specs, that's pro imagination. The video card is objectively better though; I can tur resolution to 832x624 and everything seems small, distant, so much with, and all of it clear and sharp. (TXT) Continued... Monday, March 14th, 2022 For the last few weeks, I've known my garden was overrun with weeds sure it had been steadily getting worse, I must have seen it before but I had largely bkeeping it from my mind. Sometime during the fall, the last stalks of the mustard greens had dried up with their seed pods intact and I had managed to lie to myself till nearly the winter about my plans to harvest the seeds. In the meantime, everyt had planted was lost under the tall grasses. (TXT) Continued... Tuesday, January 04th, 2022 Repairs. Taking apart the computer where I read posts in gopherspac firing it up, making sure it all works properly, then getting carri away with reading. I installed a SoundBlaster 16. There's an FM syn chip I can use on it for writing music. The first time, there was some gunk on the ISA pins, so I take it out, reseat it, pop it back in. Was it something on the pins, or was it a driver conflict? I ma changes to the AUTOEXEC.BAT. (TXT) Continued... Tuesday, December 28th, 2021 I love reminding myself that I still know how to make a fire. Setti just right, starting the initial flame, and then tending it as it g a reassuring activity for me. In one sense, I get the same pleasure from playing SimCity: watching a thing you set in motion take on a own. I'm warmed by the logs that were caught by the sticks that wer the twigs which were caught by the wood shavings which I lit with m over an hour ago. All related, all building upon each other. (TXT) Continued... Friday, December 24th, 2021 The rain is falling outside as I write this; there's something odd witnessing a rainstorm in a desert. It's supposed to happen every o while, but I never expect to be around to witness it. I don't live feels like a fairly intimate and rare thing to see for someone who' passing through. Anyway, I'm in Scottdale with my parents and my si Christmas, and it's pouring. (TXT) Continued... (TEL) New Session (HTM) On Twitter