This is a piece I developed the idea for and created with the help of a friend, Leilani Hurd. All content was created using paper, water and ink. Movement was photographed as stop-motion sequences and composed into the following video:
Here are some of my photos from Yellowstone National Park.
This morning I updated Java (JRE) on my Windows computer for the last time. Every update comes with some worthless bundled software, this one in particular has the Ask.com toolbar. Usually I catch these crappy bundles, which always come pre-checked for installation, but today I missed it. I really dislike the idea of having to watch that my computer isn’t torpedoed with worthless programs every time I update my computer, so I went searching for alternatives. This kind of behavior puts Oracle as a company in the same group as spammers and virus makers in my view. I quickly found others who are disgruntled by Oracle’s disservice of an existance here and here.
I found there are a few solutions to this problem. The first is to stick with Oracle Java and install the ‘developer’ version of the Java Runtime Environment, called ” Windows x86 Offline” (File name ending in “-windows-i586.exe”), available here. Another option is a Java Runtime Environment (JRE) made by IBM. Unfortunately, this is not available as a standalone package for Windows… To use this one you must install IBM’s programming IDE called Eclipse. I looked into a third option, which i would have chosen personally, called OpenJDK. While there is a Windows installer here, it does not include a browser plugin.
In the end, I’ve decided to go without a web plugin, and have OpenJDK installed should any program outside my web browser need Java to run.
Below you can find a selection of artwork I produced this Fall.
I woke as the first rays of sunshine began to illuminate the morning sky. Of course, the squawking roosters and barking dogs greatly assisted the process. Turning to my travel buddy Kevin, I saw that he was also waking, so we packed up our sleeping bags and got off the rooftop of the town jail. Neither of us had realized the purpose of the building when we picked it to sleep on the night before; we had other things to worry about at the time. Our previous night was epic; while we were checking out the town, Cathy had unintentionally thrown burning fuel on Sterling, severely burning his neck and shoulders (Juicy details here). Cathy and Sterling, the mother-son duo we had been riding with for the last two weeks were not early risers, so Kevin and I sat in the plaza with the town chickens for a few hours and reflected on the recent events of our trip. We weren’t hung over, and alcohol, drugs, and blacking out played no part in the story. This was adventure travel.