I started publishing online in 1996. Eventually the old content got buried under sedimentary layers of newer content. As a guy who loves information architecture and good site structures, I winced at my old site.
I fancy myself an artist. So why have I not donned a beret? The why is plain old lack of confidence. All spawned by economics and the academic nature of fine art.
Mega projects carry massive price tags. In the case of the local sewage scheme, they spent over $42-million with nothing to show for it. What if we’re looking looking for mega- but micro- is the solution that does us the most good?
What if you merge an angry fight-the-power mindset with an airy fairy concept? Even if the message is flaky, look at the end results. If the end results match your goals, go for it.
If you do not establish your online presence, details and branding then someone else may take over your message. Anyone can control your online presence. Even a 13-year old girl.
I have made Mondays my unofficial "writing day" on my blog. This week, 50 places where you can write for some reward.
I’m on my third journey to Iscandar. It's a short jaunt: less than 148,000 light years.
Fifty-two weeks ago, we whacked an effigy filled with candy, then set it on fire. What do things look like one year later?