Ouch, head hurts
My friend Brad Borevitz is smart. Certainly his recent work as a grad student at UCSD's Visual Arts Department is too smart for my puny brain.
As he describes it, "i write code that produces images as output on the screen in realtime or as output to files that can be printed or concatenated into animated video."
An example is one of his compu-artistic endeavors, "A Children's Game Transformed by the Solvent of Computational Method Thus Allowing for the Displacement of a Moral Overlay by a Free Play of Algorithmic Patterning", which was done in JSP (so perhaps Ynnej will be interested), but whose text description makes me blink rapidly and ensures that I need to read it three times.
Brad's essay, "Visions of 'The Iron Man': Industrial Culture and the Cyborg's Monstrous Sexuality", is another example. Ouch. My head hurts. Need more coffee...
I love Brad for many reasons, the first and foremost being that he's smarter than I, and I really enjoy working with smart people. And although it's been many years since we worked together (or even seen each other), I owe a huge debt of gratitude to Brad for being the person who laid the groundwork for my skills as a web designer all those years ago (I think we met in 1995). Every time I explain the compression algorithm differences between GIF and JPG, I think of Brad.
I also love his leather pants.
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