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synchronoptica

one year ago: Germany legalises marijuana (with synchronoptica) plus April Fools

seven years ago: more early Easter greetings, a monopoly on local media, a vintage April calendar plus Granny’s University of the Imagination

eight years ago: alphabetic architecture, Trump’s supporting cast, more AI pranks plus the proposed Analemma Tower

nine years ago: precision crowd formation plus a once lost species makes a comeback

ten years ago: assorted links worth revisiting, the roots of monotheism plus an overview of heraldic charges

man in motion (12. 354)

Our gratitude to Language Log for giving us a chance to revisit the truly inexhaustible figure of Eadweard Muybridge (see previously), pioneering photographer for his studies of motion, film processing and motion-picture projection, through the vagaries and variations of his name.

Born Edward James Muggeridge in Kingston upon Thames in Surrey, he tried out several modification of his surname with Muggridge and Muygridge before settling, also using the pseudonym of the Sun titan as a trademark for his studio, bestowing it on his only child, Florado Helios Muybridge. Most famously commissioned to settle a gentleman’s bet between two California ranchers, the former governor and railroad magnate Leland Stanford correctly surmising that at a gallop, all four hooves were suspended off the ground at points in their stride, Muybridge was able to provide photographic evidence for the claim. The first pictures yielded only blurred images of the racehorse at speed but later trials were interrupted by Muybridge’s arraignment on murder charges at a court in Calistoga, having killed one fellow photographer, Harry Larkyns, suspecting he was having an affair with his recently wed wife and was the true father of the above Florado. Muybridge calmly shot Larkyns in the heart and surrendered himself to authorities, awaiting sentencing. This did not spoil his relationship with the ex-governor, who funded his defence, and the jury was sympathetic, returning a verdict of not guilty on the grounds of temporary insanity as justifiable homicide. The case itself was of scholarly interest because of relative rarity of the judgment at the time and extensive testimony regarding Muybridge’s mental state. Philip Glass (previously) adapted the trial transcripts as a chamber opera in 1982. After that episode, he returned to England for a visit, and inspecting the monument of his hometown, the coronation stone of seven Saxon kings had been rededicated recently with a plinth bearing their names, Muybridge adopting the spelling of Edward the Martyr’s name for his own. After this long, eponymous and circuitous voyage, his headstone in Kingston bears the misspelling Eadweard Maybridge.

liathróid laimhe (12. 353)

Fellow internet peripatetic Messy Nessy Chic directs us to a recent photographic safari by the award-winning Kenneth O Halloran on the disappearing legacy of handball alleys of Ireland. Played in Ireland since the sixteenth century (first documented as Galway had to make a law banning the pastime and thus restricting it to designated areas in 1527 but probably dating back to Celtic times and boomeranging through trade with the Basques back to the isles as wallball or fronton) with shared origins of more formal games like tennis and squash, these abandoned courts are relics, hidden in plain sight, are testament of socialisation and meeting places before television and modern transportation as a focus for gathering, sport, discourse and flirtation, erected at crossroads and in the open countryside. Much more of O Halloran’s work at the link above.

meet me by the fountain (12. 352)

First spotted by Nag on the Lake, we really enjoyed this expanded preview of a documentary about a group of eight people who built a secret apartment inside a mall in Providence, Rhode Island and were residents there for nearly four years from 99% Invisible after having watched the colossal structure slowly come together—with cautious optimism that this development might revitalise the state capital’s downtown but encountered increasing horror as construction began to swallow up everything around it, including the home of the plan’s future leader. They found a neglected entryway that led to a hidden cavity within the building and slowly, at first as an art project, began smuggling in furniture and materials to convert the space and felt vindicated for using this empty and forgotten room just as the developers had left no inch unclaimed as Providence Place was coming together. The remainder of the episode is devoted to an equally fascinating discussion on the origin of the mall, with Victor Gruen (previously here and here) wanting to recreate the community feeling of Vienna’s Altstadt for American suburbia and keep shoppers engaged and captive, a surrogate downtown with all the amenities, ample parking and perfect weather, the rise and decline and near demise of the consumer institution and pastime, its causes and while it’s not quite dead.

synchronoptica

one year ago: Imperial Airways (with synchronoptica) plus more on leap-seconds

seven years ago: artist Květa Pacovská   

eight years ago: reusable booster rockets plus the vice president requires a chaperone

nine years ago: a collection of Ouija boards plus vanishing languages reincarnated as music  

ten years ago: medieval machines of war plus ancient automata

as american as apple pie and school-shootings (12. 351)

Via JWZ, whilst trying to further belittle and harass transgender individuals, through an emergency measure the governor of the American state of Idaho (see also), ahead of planned Pride celebrations later this summer, signed into law that would classify as misdemeanour indecent exposure any display of female breasts or likeness thereof (breastfeeding mothers exempted but with no further guarantees of privacy and no protections for animals nursing heroes or demigods), extending to toys or other paraphernalia resembling genitalia (as carefully worded as a commandment from the Duniverse against think machines and the consequences)—opposition leader from the Democratic party successfully attaching a rider to extend the ban to replica scrota hanging from trailer hitches and tailgates—“they call them ‘truck nuts.’ They are gross and offensive (agreed—though one would have thought such accessories would have ossified by now like Confederal flags and Cybertrucks) and kids on the highway see them.” America is a profoundly dumb and unserious nation, at the same time clawing in international industry but applying the same sweeping discriminatory measures) and we’d like to have not truck with these internal, performative squabbles and are best ignored until they come to a head, but sometimes stupidity is best fought with stupidity and any win counts.

confessions of a young exile (12. 350)

Via friend of the blog sans pareil, Nag on the Lake, we are directed to the reissue of the classic guide to fleeing America by Mark Ivor Satin, neopacifist and radical centrist and expatriate himself, displaced from university in Texas in the late sixties for refusing to take a loyalty oath to the constitution and escaping to Toronto to avoid conscription in the Vietnam War and founding a post-immigration assistance programme for other US refugees, eventually publishing a manual with practical advice on immigration, an underground bestseller with over one hundred thousand copies distributed during the first printing in 1968. Back in circulation since 2017 during Trump’s first term, the guide is garnering greater readership as relations strain and students, educators and scientists (who cannot learn, teach or research in this environment) are pledging to move to Canadian institutions and there are many parallels with the original impetus of the author and current times, though Canada—and other US allies—was never before the target of conquest and punishment, and instead of draft-dodging as a response to vindictive and destructive US policy, it’s a brain-drain and boycotts (regardless of the outcome of capricious tariffs one could give up US-produced goods, streaming services, fast food, apps ecosystems—and make ones own—and branding point-of-sales systems, you’ll survive) or the account of enslaved individual who made it to Canada in 1853 on the Underground Railroad that prefaces and contrasts the original foreword. The stakes are high for the American Project, and there’s much more ponder at the from LitHub at the link above.

catbus and content policy (12. 349)

Though circulating for less than a week, the relatively low benchmark which has been picked up by several prominent posters, OpenAI’s latest chat-to-image feature can faithfully filter pictures in the style of Studio Ghibli. While again encroaching on a signature look without credit or attribution is hardly anything new, mainstreaming a disregard for infringement on intellectual property does seem to be an inflection point not to be celebrated—especially as it comes on the cusp of a US court decision, reversing earlier judgments, that AI works of art can be copyrighted as long as a human prompter is involved, a seemingly backchannel approach as derivative works would instantly overwhelm and bury their original corpus. Far from thrilled to see their creative process automated, the studio’s co-founder filmmaker Hayao Miyazaki responded that he was utterly disgusted with these developments that can in virtually instantaneously animate the results, something that illustrators and colourists take weeks and months to achieve. This news comes at the same time an AI voice generator, with thirty-six years of dialogue of Homer or Moe Szylak, could effective replace the actors behind The Simpsons franchise.

charted territory (12. 348)

First issued in 2022, Kottke extols the redesign of the coveted Swiss passport from Geneva based studio RETINAA which excels at the intersection of aesthetics and enhanced security features, an homage to the sleek and simple branding of the country, travelling through each of the twenty-six cantons like driving atlas on his pages for entry- and exit-stamps, visas and other endorsements. Authentication measures (see also) that burst out under ultraviolet inspection reveal the cartographic traditions of the alpine ranges, valleys and passes, resulting in an identity document that the holder can be proud of and cherish through its expiry date, for which there is no reason, like classic diplomas and commendations, should not be the case with all official documents.

synchronoptica

one year ago: a visit to Neuseenland (with synchronoptica) 

seven years ago: the magazine Children’s Land,  a trip to a local shrine plus No Mates Nigel

eight years ago: the collected landscapes of Bob Ross,  new cloud designations plus German contractors bid to build Trump’s border wall

nine years ago: German flea-markets and other scavenger hunts, the referendum on Scottish independence plus the LGBTQ+ corner of the US congressional cemetery

ten years ago: the last crusades, the etymology of tidings plus assorted links worth revisiting