I am discombobulated. For the first time in 7 years I am staying in Scotland for January. I’m relaxing in bed, cat gently snoring, listening to rain pelting the window and wind rattling the slates. Considering getting up and lighting the stove to get the … Continue reading Staying where I am for a bit
Category: brain-fluff
Irritable seasons greetings
I read and think a lot about managing my digital identity, becoming mistress of my own digital archive, curating my own digital footprint, understanding the algorithms that act upon me etc. This time of year, and the accompanying spasms of irritation as the post arrives, … Continue reading Irritable seasons greetings
My repertoire needs improvement
https://twitter.com/josiefraser/status/939445008675024896 This tweet from Josie Fraser (and the blog post behind it – which is very worth reading) reminded me that in addition to a shit conference presentation on maintenance (it’s a thing) and no sexy conference presentation at all on doing administration I also … Continue reading My repertoire needs improvement
Passivity
I’m feeling a bit ranty this morning. Crazy Scottish lady is rising a little close to the surface. I’ve been reading articles (old and new) and watching videos (old and new) this week which are replaying familiar EdTech tropes and I’m sick of it. I’m … Continue reading Passivity
After the Wiki rush
Last Friday I led a Lost Literary Edinburgh Wikipedia editathon as part of the Being Human Festival. It focused on forgotten women authors that have been surfaced again through the enormous text mining activity that underpins the LitLong project. “…might there be other voices to … Continue reading After the Wiki rush
Open for all
Another visit to my beloved Mansfield Traquair Centre this evening. 17 years on and it still takes my breath away. To have the responsibility and the stewardship of a place like this a privilege. This evening was the Friends AGM. Formal business was blessedly succinct. … Continue reading Open for all
Poetical escapades
I made 2 visits to Little Sparta this year. The first was on the most glorious summers day, blue skies, bird song and the landscape in hyper-sharp technicolour. Little Sparta is best described as a garden in attack, not a rural retreat. It is the … Continue reading Poetical escapades
Japanese plate
A visit to an antiques fair yesterday prompted me to finish this thought… Japanese plate, 18th century. Called Imari-ware after the export port, but most likely made in kilns in Arita. Probably exported to Europe by a Dutch trading company in the 1700s, maybe before … Continue reading Japanese plate