Artists’ Information Superhighway Soon to be a Dirt Road

In the near future, the internet could experience a fundamental shift away from the free flow of information, towards a system that requires payment to participate.   While not an overt form of censorship, it has the potential to push many valuable artistic ideas out of the mainstream.  For many talented artists who have undergone the torments of wallowing in obscurity, the deficits of such a system are self evident.

Under the current system, the humble website of a regional artist will load just as fast as any other page on the web. However, if net neutrality rules are suspended, the web will become skewed towards large content providers.  Up until now, regulations have ensured that internet service providers (ISPs) provide the same speed of service to every website.  Thus, net neutrality created a level playing field for large and small content providers.    The rewritten rules will permit priority service for some websites and slow the performance of other sites with artificial bottlenecks.  

Artists add content to the web.

It is expected that ISPs will reformulate their business model to take advantage of the lax regulation.   The first change would likely be to pressure video streaming services such as Netflix or Youtube to pay for speedy content delivery.  This will result in higher fees and more advertisements as well as less bandwidth for small websites.   

 

In a best case scenario this proposal will be rejected.   If that fails and the ISPs gain the ability to throttle speeds at will, one could hope that this becomes a battle of titans where little folks would remain unaffected.  Perhaps even at reduced speeds the slim files that compose an artist’s website will load in a time reasonable to impatient visitors.  

In the worst case scenario, a plethora of ills could spill from this pandora’s box.  ISPs could approach artists to request fees to deliver content at high speeds.  Artists already encounters shakedowns on platforms such as Facebook which solicit money to “promote this post.”   In addition, shady operators might cash in on the public’s uncertainty to promise solutions while delivering only snake oil.   Lack of net neutrality could also accelerate an existing trend towards an aesthetic shaped by what is most likely to draw a click.  While not really a unified artistic school of thought, the web seems to celebrate art that is bizarrely fascinating as well as reward artists creating work linked to a popular figure or rising trend.  In a tiered system, the click-worthy art would likely be put in the fast lane of the internet, while works of more subtle beauty would populate the back alleys.  Artists who have long chafed at the power of artistic elites, may find themselves facing a whole new set of decision makers passing judgement on what gets seen and what is neglected.

A number of factors have lead to this proposal.  The internet’s value as a place to share ideas has been under appreciated and is being overrun by the desires of commerce.  Opponents of net neutrality frame the issue as removing excess government regulation.  This idea is really just legislation catering to companies like AT&T, Comcast, and Verizon who stand to profit enormously and whose push to make this happen make them the second largest lobby in congress.   The current FCC chair, Adjit Pai, is a former Verizon lawyer who has the interests of ISPs close to heart.  When the FCC collected comments online, the process was marred by a flood of millions of comments automatically submitted by bots in opposition to net neutrality.[note]Link to evidence of tampering with FCC comments on net neutrality: https://motherboard.vice.com/en_us/article/43a5kg/80-percent-net-neutrality-comments-bots-astroturfing.[/note]

On the other side there has been a strong push to preserve net neutrality.  Analysis of online comments collected by the FCC show that of those comments, ones posted by actual humans showcased an overwhelming support for net neutrality.[note]Analysis of 22 million FCC comments show that humans love Net Neutrality and bots really, really hate it https://boingboing.net/2017/10/04/astroturf-by-comcast.html[/note]   Supporters of preserving a level playing field on the internet have framed the issue in a variety of ways.  Some tech giants such as Amazon, Netflix, and Google see it as bad for business or a distortion of their vision of the internet.  Other social justice-oriented groups like the American Civil Liberties Union and Greenpeace take principled stances based on free speech.  Late night comedian John Oliver takes jabs at the underhanded moves of companies that can’t even be trusted to keep their promise to show up and install cable.[note]Link to hilarious video on net neutrality by John Oliver:  https://youtu.be/fpbOEoRrHyU[/note]  While these diverse perspectives are all valid, a critical population has remained largely silent: artists.  

A decision is expected at the mid-December meeting of the FCC.  Some groups circulate petitions and others advocate contacting your representative in congress.  For those who wish to have their voice heard in this matter, contact members of the FCC board[note]

A list of the current FCC board members

Ajit Pai, Chairman Ajit.Pai@fcc.gov

Mignon Clyburn, Commissioner Mignon.Clyburn@fcc.gov

Michael O’Rielly, Commissioner Mike.O’Rielly@fcc.gov

Brendan Carr, Commissioner Brendan.Carr@fcc.gov

Jessica Rosenworcel, Commissioner Jessica.Rosenworcel@fcc.gov

[/note]as well as members of congress[note]Find your representatives in Washington with this tool:  http://congresslookup.com/[/note] with a brief polite letter or email.

An internet dominated by those who have the money to spread their content is likely to become uniform and stale.  There is no guarantee that creativity or bright ideas will flourish if they are consigned to a slow speed internet ghetto.

Fairy Garden

Since I was young I have been fascinated by miniatures. This new mini garden has a mountain, river and small village contained within a 3’ diameter.


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Last year when someone left the stand for an outdoor fire pit on the curb, it started me thinking about how to convert it to something useful.  I combined the stand with 2” styrofoam insulation, cut up pieces of electric go-kart, rubber roof material, miniature houses and gutter mesh.  The styrofoam was a base upon which I sculpted terrain out of cut up pieces of go-kart.   In order for the river to hold water, I cut the roof membrane to cut through the middle of the garden.  The gutter mesh is screwed to the terrain to help hold soil in place.   Since the gutter mesh is not that wide, I stitched pieces of it together with electrical wire.  The houses fit though holes cut in the mesh. 

I have planted mostly succulent plants and moss as I wanted the growth to hug the terrain and not overwhelm the scale of the houses.   I added some slate to make a mini path to the houses.   I will be interesting to see how the plantings mature as the season progresses.  This afternoon there were heavy rains which should be helpful for the plants although I got soaked through and through as I was riding home on my bike.

 

The mini garden sits next to the little library.

The mini garden sits next to the little library.

 

Chess trophies

2017 trophy detail

2017 trophy detail

For the past few years I have organized a chess tournament at our school.  Each year, I create a trophy out of bits and pieces of stuff.  In 2017 the trophy features a flag that says checkmate.

The students are quite enthusiastic chess playesr and the trophy is something to recognize that effort.

A golden king at the top.

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2016 Trophy

 

A knight encased in plastic.

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2014 trophy

2014 trophy

Old Bike / New Home

This bike is a 1974 Raleigh International. It was my father’s bike for many years when he commuted to work. It has been handed down to me and I am looking for someone who would be interested in a classic. At the time it was considered a high end professional/racing bike. I have seen these in remarkably pristine condition selling on ebay for three or four times what I am asking. I cannot imagine how you could own one and not want to ride the hell out of it, but I suppose if you have kept yours in a garage since 1974 you can ask more for it than I am.  As you can see from the photos this one has a good patina to it. Most of it is original. You can probably guess what has been replaced (rims, tires, brake pads, brake and shift cables, chain, seat, handlebar tape ) Originally it had toe clips… I may have them around somewhere, but the original leather straps did not make it. I do not have the original Brooks seat. At the time I thought it was kind of uncomfortable, but I hear it is an acquired taste. If I had that to do over, maybe I would have tried it longer. It is still light as a feather and in rideable condition, however a lot could be done to make it more smooth and polished.

My first inclination is to hang on to the bike. It is a classic and has a lot of great memories. I might ride it now and again if I hung onto it. On the other hand I would probably just stuff it away in some corner of the basement where it would be neglected and gather dust. I would rather someone else ride it. I have two other bikes and am considering building a third.

If you would like to time travel to 1974 in style this is the bike for you. Contact me at haynes@emeraldstudio.com Shoot me an offer or maybe you have something interesting to trade.  The bike is now sold!

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A grade for my library

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In the Fall of 2012, I was digging (and saving)1 at our local thrift shop when a small cabinet caught my eye.  I used it to make the Little Library that is planted in front of our home.  Since the library is a few steps from my door, it is easy to stop and tinker with it.  I often find myself wondering what I should do next.  Usually there is some object that speaks to me and says, “I was built for a, b or c function, but my real purpose in life is to serve as x, y or z part of the library.”  Over the last few years, I let my imagination carry me where it will, and so I added the museum, bulletin boards, Lincoln Logs, solar lighting, magnetic poetry, etc.  It is a little out of my control, but anyone who thinks they are in control are kidding themselves.

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The Museum

 

If the library were an essay being brought to a professor for a grade, it would likely come back hanging its head with a B- and lots of comments in red ink about lack of focus and the need for a strong thesis statement.  He might scrawl a note in the margin saying, “Does a fairy ladder really support the main idea of lending books?”  Perhaps the professor would throw in a bone about how the library has lots of good ideas but lacks development.

I confess I share this trait with my library.  Unfinished projects pile up in my basement and attic.  My life will probably receive a disappointed B- from God who sees all my unrealized potential.  Hopefully in the fullness of time, all of the good ideas that I have laid aside will one by one come to fruit and I will be able to pull out an A+ for the final grade.  Lets hope that in the second semester of life I don’t do something ruinous to further bring down my grade, but all this talk of grades makes it sound like I am in control. When in reality, we really live under grace and life that is more of a pass/fail proposition.

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Green roof

Over time a number of things have failed.  The library roof was a spectacular disaster.  I had fabricated a low slung hip roof using found material, but I was overly optimistic in thinking that a few coats of paint would protect the whole thing from the elements.  As moisture penetrated the fiberboard, it began to swell.  In a desperate rescue attempt I added a layer of vinyl to protect it, but soon it looked bloated.  I tossed the whole spongy mess of a roof into the trash and started from scratch.  The replacement roof was engineered to not only meet the challenges of the elements, but to support a roof garden.  The first plantings did not fare well, so for my second planting I gave more care in choosing my plants and watered them religiously.  At the end of last summer the roof looked lush, green, and shaggy. This spring the plantings have emerged from winter’s frost with new shoots.

 

When a failure is imposed by mother nature, there is no appeal process.  Leaky roofs and dead plantings must be addressed.  On the other hand, some rubrics are subjective.  Where one evaluator might see a lack of focus, another might find poetic expression.  If a Swiss Army Knife can claim the title of knife, then surely my library can rightly claim the title of library. I would hope that some years from now, when my work gets turned in for a final reckoning, the eye that reviews it will be sympathetic to who I am and what I have hoped to achieve.  Even if not everything gets the scrutiny of a four point scale, I want to try my very best.

More images and information on the library can be found at http://funliteracy.com/

1 The store’s name is Dig and Save

 

 

 

The Horatio Alger Myth

horatio_smA few weeks ago I was looking through old books at a rummage sale.  A sign on the wall read: “vintage books 50 cents”.  There were stacks of books that my grandparents or great grandparents might have read in their youth.  In that pile I found Horatio Alger’s 1890 book, Five Hundred Dollars.  While the narrative was rather plodding, I was fascinated by the now exotic view of our country where a hearty meal cost 25 cents and transit is by horse and carriage.  If I had not been aware of the myth, I might have come to the conclusion that the name Horatio Alger is synonymous with stilted predictable writing.  The myth of Horatio Alger, is well stated by Wikipedia, which says he writes about “impoverished boys and their rise from humble backgrounds to lives of middle-class security and comfort through hard work, determination, courage, and honesty”.  This myth runs deep in the American psyche.  I remember hearing it from my parents and grandparents, so I was prompted to pick up the book to discover how the Horatio Alger myth was formed.  The book did not live up to my expectations of the Horatio Alger myth and in my eyes it failed as a work of literature, as well as a source of moral instruction.

The Horatio Alger myth has a certain beauty to it as we imagine an underdog fighting his way to success.  As I read this book, I found that the story deviated from my understanding of the myth.  While the author takes pains to endow the protagonist with traits of hard work, honesty, and good character, his achievements were made possible by intervention by others.  There is a rich uncle in the story who plays the role of fairy godmother to a poor Cinderella boy.  Contrary to my understanding of the Horatio Alger myth this protagonist’s rise was was due to connections.

I did not expect much from the book as a work of literature and in that respect I was not disappointed.  The characters are rather one dimensional, the plot is predictable, and the dialogue is stiff.  This is a book of moral instruction and the author goes out of his way to draw characters in black and white.

As I contemplated this book as a tool for moral instruction, I began to wonder what values were being advocated to my grandfather as his young impressionable mind was soaking up this adventure.  The theme of avarice vs. generosity eclipses everything else.  In pursuing this theme, the author takes pains to document every penny spent in this book.  In the end, virtue is rewarded, monetarily, but the process of achieving this result seems to strip life of any joy aside from that which money can provide.  For example, the protagonist’s brief stage of career is praised for it’s high wages and short hours.  I was disappointed in the accountant’s view of reckoning, where every moral choice seems based in monetary reward.


As I contemplate the faults of this book, I wonder if it has any bearing today.  I fear that Tea Party nostalgia longs for Horatio Alger.  If this book were to become a template for our society, I would expect that many rich uncles would fail to play their part as fairy godmother.   Even if they did perform scattered attempts at charity, what will become of those poor boys who are not such shining example of virtue?

Art from the crate

View Through Barn Windows, Acrylic on canvas, 30 x 22

View Through Barn Windows, Acrylic on canvas, 30 x 22

House at Night , 1992, 22 x 56 , acrylic on canvas

House at Night , 1992, 22 x 56 , acrylic on canvas

Green Cemetery , 1992, 48 x 36, acrylic on canvas

Green Cemetery , 1992, 48 x 36, acrylic on canvas

 

Stream and Bridge 1993, acrylic on canvas, 44 x 28

Stream and Bridge 1993, acrylic on canvas, 44 x 28

 

Apple Tree with Blue Sky , 1993, 36 x 24, acrylic on canvas

Apple Tree with Blue Sky , 1993, 36 x 24, acrylic on canvas

Night road in rain, 48 x 12, acrylic on canvas, 1992Night road in rain, 48 x 12, acrylic on canvas, 1992

Winter Stream , 1993, 44 x 26 , acrylic on canvas

Winter Stream , 1993, 44 x 26 , acrylic on canvas

 

Bascom Hill, 1992, 53 x 17, acrylic on canvas

Bascom Hill, 1992, 53 x 17, acrylic on canvas

 

Blue Valley Rd. , 1993, 32 x 36, acrylic on canvas

Blue Valley Rd. , 1993, 32 x 36, acrylic on canvas

 

Country Vista , 1992, 48 x 12, acrylic on canvas

Country Vista , 1992, 48 x 12, acrylic on canvas

Yellow Hallway , 1989, 36 x 48, acrylic on canvasYellow Hallway , 1989, 36 x 48, acrylic on canvas

Peony , 1993, 30 x 30, acrylic on canvas

Peony , 1993, 30 x 30, acrylic on canvas

Iron Bridge, 1991, 42 x 30, acrylic on canvas

Iron Bridge, 1991, 42 x 30, acrylic on canvas

Two paintings on the front and back of the same canvas Tree Silhouette, 1991, 48 x 31,  acrylic on canvas Turquoise Barn, 1993, 48 x31,  acrylic on canvas

Two paintings on the front and back of the same canvas
Tree Silhouette, 1991, 48 x 31, acrylic on canvas
Turquoise Barn, 1993, 48 x31, acrylic on canvas

Two paintings on the front and back of the same canvas Tree Silhouette, 1991, 48 x 31,  acrylic on canvas Turquoise Barn, 1993, 48 x31,  acrylic on canvas

Two paintings on the front and back of the same canvas
Tree Silhouette, 1991, 48 x 31, acrylic on canvas
Turquoise Barn, 1993, 48 x31, acrylic on canvas

Apple tree with purple trunk , 1993, 44 x 32, acrylic on canvas

Apple tree with purple trunk , 1993, 44 x 32, acrylic on canvas

Apples in Winter, 1993, 36 x 24, acrylic on canvas

Apples in Winter, 1993, 36 x 24, acrylic on canvas

Carnations in green vase , 1994, 40 x  36, acrylic on canvas. The painting was done in 1994, I made the vase in 1986

Carnations in green vase , 1994, 40 x 36, acrylic on canvas.
The painting was done in 1994, I made the vase in 1986

Night Grocery, 1991, 48 x 18, acrylic on canvas

Night Grocery, 1991, 48 x 18, acrylic on canvas

 

Road with sun and moon, 1992, 48 x 12, acrylic on canvas

Road with sun and moon, 1992, 48 x 12, acrylic on canvas

 

Stream bank, 48 x 12, 1993, acrylic on canvas

Stream bank, 48 x 12, 1993, acrylic on canvas

 

This painting was painted on the front and back of the canvas.  I used to do that when money was tight. Snowy Tree, 1993, 48 x 22, acrylic on canvas State St., 1991, 48 x 22, acrylic on canvas

This painting was painted on the front and back of the canvas. I used to do that when money was tight.
Snowy Tree, 1993, 48 x 22, acrylic on canvas
State St., 1991, 48 x 22, acrylic on canvas

 

This painting was painted on the front and back of the canvas.  I used to do that when money was tight. Snowy Tree, 1993, 48 x 22, acrylic on canvas State St., 1991, 48 x 22, acrylic on canvas

This painting was painted on the front and back of the canvas. I used to do that when money was tight.
Snowy Tree, 1993, 48 x 22, acrylic on canvas
State St., 1991, 48 x 22, acrylic on canvas

 

Zentner's Barns, 48 x 20, 1993, acrylic on canvas

Zentner’s Barns, 48 x 20, 1993, acrylic on canvas

 

Jerry's Tractor, 56 x 28 1992, Acrylic on canvas

Jerry’s Tractor, 56 x 28 1992, Acrylic on canvas

Crab Apple, 60 x 26, 1993, acrylic on canvasCrab Apple, 60 x 26, 1993, acrylic on canvas

 

Kalamazoo lamp post , 31 x 13

Kalamazoo lamp post , 31 x 13, 1985

 

Country Vista 48 x 12, 1992, acrylic on canvas with oak frame.

Country Vista 48 x 12, 1992, acrylic on canvas with oak frame.

Winter View, Acrylic on canvas, 17 x 27, 1988Winter View, Acrylic on canvas, 17 x 27, 1988

 

The other day I photographed paintings from a crate I had stashed away 20 years ago.  Here is some of what I found.

Deteriorating Barn, acrylic on canvas 36 x 22

Deteriorating Barn, acrylic on canvas 36 x 22

Reusable Gift Wrap

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As is my my habit, I used various fabrics to wrap Christmas gifts this year.   I dislike the waste of wrapping paper almost as much as I dislike saving old wrapping paper.   The three gifts show here are wrapped in clothing repurposed as gift wrap.   I like the dramatic colors and textures of the fabrics.   The blue gift is a Japanese fireman’s jacket.  The other two gifts are skirts.   I added a sturdy belt to contrast with the orange skirt.  On the long thin package, I put a ribbon and medallion saved from another year.     I did not sew or cut the garments.  I carefully tucked in the edges and simply pinned them on the packages with sewing pins.

Sorry I can’t reveal what the packages contain due to the risk that the recipient might read this blog.

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A Japanese jacket as gift wrap.

The fish on the jacket are meant to evoke cool watery thoughts to help put out flames.

The fish on the jacket are meant to evoke cool watery thoughts to help put out flames.

This is the front of the Japanese fishing jacket.

This is the front of the Japanese fishing jacket.

This package wrapped with a skirt and heavy duty belt.

This package is wrapped with a skirt and heavy duty belt.

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A skirt and a medallion wrapping a gift.

The thing that I have is probably what I need

index_cardThis morning I reached in my pocket and pulled out a tattered index card.   I give these cards to my students so they can write down and remember vocabulary words.  Without thinking, I took it to the trash and tossed it in.   I then began my next task which was writing my ‘to do’ list for the day.   As I wandered off to find a suitable sheet, it occurred to me that the paper I had just tossed was exactly what was needed.   This unremarkable event is representative of how my mind works these days.   I wandered back to the trash and fished out my tattered index card.   On it, I wrote out my list of things to do, writing this blog entry at top of the list.

Lately I challenge myself to look at things for what they might become rather than what they are.   I take a lot of joy in visiting our local thrift store “Dig and Save” to wander through the aisles and wonder how this or that item might be repurposed.

Consumer society wants us to covet the latest product.  The unique and extremely desirable qualities of such products are meant to lure us into stores, and dig deep into our pockets.   Sadly, products are the object of someone else’s imagination and we get none of the fun creative part that draws us in.   Instead, our role is limited to covet and savor it at least until it’s appeal has faded and it is time to buy another one.

Yesterday I went off to the stores right after Thanksgiving.   Yes, I had barely said goodbye to my guests when my family and I decided to venture out into the dangerous world of Black Friday shopping.   Needless to say I gave my daughter a guilt trip about running out to the stores on Thanksgiving.   When we got home, I told her that my receipt contained a request to evaluate my experience at the store.   She dismissed it saying “You’re not really going to fill it out are you?”   To her surprise I sat her down and gave her a two minute lecture the essence of which was “The old testament says that when we have a day of rest, even slaves and animals are included in that rest.   The least we can do for the cashier who took time out of his holiday to help us would be to sit down and write a glowing review for his personnel file.”

My thought in lecturing my daughter or in writing this blog for that matter is not to ruin everybody’s day with guilt, but to transform thinking.    If this challenge I give to myself is going to be transformative, I really need to look, not only at things for what they might become, but also to look at people for who they may become rather than what they are.