04/11/2009
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BFI, Stephen Street, London. W1
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BFI, Stephen Street, London. W1
Now, where was I? Too many days with unreliable wifi… So day five was Friday, when i swapped Tuttle for Tyrol. This was to be the longest train day – 4.5 hours Vienna to Innsbruck, and hour stop and then another 4.5 hours Innsbruck to Milan. Phew – that’s a lotta train. Hotel Urania in…
That had I been Rupert Murdoch, James Murdoch or Rebekah Brooks, I would have known everything that was going on in my media empire and no wrong doing would ever have happened “on my watch”. I would have created a culture of honesty, transparency and respect for the law at all times. Likewise, If I…
I scanned some 35mm film that I shot 40 years ago.
This feels too short for a blog post, but it’s too long to tweet. I’ve been saying something along these lines for a while to people who insist on hearing what the Return on Investment might be on social software. I said it again today, but I can’t see that I’ve written it down anywhere….
I posted this comment to Andrea Phillips’s blog in response to her post about snarky criticism of Rebecca Black. I don’t think we need to draw a line between whose work deserves to be beaten up online and whose doesn’t – I think the question is really why we think it helps anybody. I thought…
January: The Seesmic gang came to town and we had dinner and a little snooze in a room that was to become much more familiar over the year. February: The Tuttle Club/Social Media Cafe starts meeting regularly at The Coach & Horses in Greek Street. March: Took a trip to Berlin to cover a conference…
Unspeakably jealous. Of the cool films but mostly of the steenbeck. I learnt to edit on one of those, and sitting here in a big pile next to my desk are my old 16mm cans full of prints and negatives, pleading to be saved from the format junkyard. Just using a steenbeck and watching images made by light shone through tiny stips of celluloid is already like travelling way back in time across the vast exploding continuum of technology. All these web videos will soon be unreadable in just a few years, too, unless we preserve them somehow.