The lovely town of Chattanooga

I sold my little Olympus XZ-1 to the guy I bought the GH-2 from, and I have not received the lens for it that Miss O sent from the lens store at home. So, sadly, no images and no video for now. When that lens does arrive, I want to show you my view of the town I am working in, and where I have been for the last ten days of so.

Chattanooga is a truly lovely town: mountainous topography; the large Tennessee River bisecting it; many clusters of interesting areas—what a contrast to Phoenix; not to mention more temperate, temperature-wise. I could live here, easily.

If you have not checked out the Stretch Therapy Forums, have a look some time; these will be found here. If what you see there looks interesting, by all means become a member, and post. All you need is a real email address—not a huge impost, we feel. later today I will post the details of a workout I had today; half outdoors (trying to change the winter pallor) and a few holds on the rings.

I will return to this later.

Now is later! I write to you from Charlottesville, the day before I leave for PMA, held this year in Desert Springs (phew: redolent of Phoenix). I realise that I do have some images of Chattanooga (well, a small, very important part of this lovely town); namely Sydney Craig’s lovely studio! See here:

This gives details of the construction methods Matthew (Sydney’s husband) used; we modified it together later, to raise the main suspension bar as high as possible. This construction shows how a Monkey Gym can live in the same space as another ‘separate’ business without either being compromised. More later.

Tips for travellers, #1

A silly little thing, really, but to someone who always washes clothes the way they were taken off, and folds them the same way as they come off the line (defended on the basis of wear minimisation; see below), this one struck me with the force of a revelation.

From now on, I decided, not only would I turn T-shirts inside out, I would fold them with some part of the writing showing. Breathtaking, no? I am always amazed at things I realise which, in the moment of realisation, are either things that everyone else already does, or that others (like one’s Mother) said 35 years ago. Now I will know what each T-shirt has written on it without unfolding/turning inside out!

There’s more in todays ‘Tips’: the “tech pant”.

I did a big John Deere shoot in 2010; the art director was a very talented Israeli named Iftach Shevach. We were doing three or four setups per day in southern Queensland and Norther NSW (you can imagine, perhaps, how fast we were working when I tell you some of the locations were over 100 miles apart…); and mostly in red dirt. The shoot lasted a week, from memory, but it seemed longer. As we were shooting John Deere Water irrigations systems, low angle shots were de rigeur, as was the unconscious attraction/application of what (later) seemed like tons of this fine red earth, deep into the fabric of approximately 98% of the pant surface area.

After the first day, my pants (loose drill cotton, belt and lots of pockets) looked like I’d been wearing them for, oh, a year or so, and without the benefit of any kind of washing. Imagine my surprise when I saw Iftach the next day: he was wearing what looked like the same pair of pants, which were immaculately clean. How was this magic wrought, I wondered?

The secret, it turned out, was a nylon fabric made by The North Face (the link show the design of the pants I am talking about). Not just a pant, they convert to shorts (and the conversion point length makes shorts that are perfect for me) and the zips are colour coded, too, so they can be refitted easily: match the colours. Genius. This pant is amazing quality, will hand wash and dry overnight; will not stain, will not pick up dirt (I had to relegate the pair I was wearing to the annual Kit-mows-the-lawn event); will not rip (even barbed wire; I have tested this); and will not even create static if worn with polypropylene tights (as is necessary in a Canberra winter). The best? $80 USD. I travel with two pairs (one of each of the two colours) and that’s all, formal/semi-formal work pant-wise. Never leave home without them.

*wear minimisation: another term, perhaps, for “laziness” (my Mother’s perspective), or “god, what next?” (unattributed)

‘Paying it forward’: now there’s *Bookshare*

Today, as I looked around my room at the excellent Extended Stay Hotel in Scottsdale (I didn’t link because their site has no images; it is a booking service only), and on the way out to my office (the Starbucks at B&N, of recent renown), I saw my copy of the also excellent William Gibson novel, No History. Reading a novel by the inventor of the word “cyberspace” and then writing about it here is just about enough conscious recursiveness for one day. Anyhow, I had just finished reading it, and thinking about it, realised that I did not want to take it with me to Chattanooga, my next stop.

What to do? There are no second-hand bookstores near the hotel, as far as I have noticed. Then I recalled that there was a tiny glass-fronted cabinet near the front desk (and above the very handy shared printer) where a few paperbacks could be seen. None had interested me, but how would the next guest regard this pristine copy of No History, I wondered?

The only way to find out was to add ‘Bookshare’ to the Pay it forward movement, I decided. From now on, I will leave all books that I have read on the road in a prominent place, with this inscription:

If this works, there will be millions of interesting books left wherever we go, and we will be able to satisfy the first tenet of the green movement: reuse. Bring it on. Could this work? Let me know what you think, or suggest a better plan for a worker/traveller who does not want to be weighed down, but who loves reading books, and who wants to find good books waiting at the next venue!

And what a way to meet people—if someone really likes a book you like, enough to write to you, there’s a point of real connection there, don’t you think? (As an aside, my introduction to the great WG was a book of short stories called Burning Chrome. I have everything he has published, and cannot recommend him too highly.)

Update, 16th September:

Left book #2 this morning, on my way out of the ESH: I sense momentum building here! This one has a very different flavour: Thereby hangs a Tail, by Spencer Quinn—one day I am going to write a mystery with a cat as the central character. The original book in the Bernie and Chet series gave me this idea.

Will dishwashing liquid double as laundry detergent?

Why not? Both are surfactants, after all. I bought the one that is cleaning my clothes as we speak from a store that was liquidating; it seemed fitting. And it is made by Organic and Nature, and does not contain the usual list of baddies (phosphates, nitrates, NTA sulfates, nor anything caustic)—and it’s ‘grapefruit’: clearly hitting home runs, here.

Will it clean my clothes? We will know by the end of this post. Why am I not using laundry detergent, you might ask? In pursuit of refining the ‘two suitcases and a MBA’ way of life: if I am moving every few weeks, and I wash clothes once a week, then I will be buying, and leaving, laundry detergent at each location; hardly sound, ecologically. And if you have looked recently, you just cannot buy small containers of detergent (and powders often don’t dissolve; nasty result). The water is very hard here, too, and that means powders are less likely to dissolve completely. No, liquids are the way togo.

I have noticed a large number of businesses are liquidating, have been liquidated, or have come to an end in any case.  Around here where I am staying in Scottsdale, AZ, every precinct (a term I am appropriating to mean the massive—I mean massive—allotments where shops and stores are found; easy to wear yourself out walking across one, say when looking for a cash machine) has ~10% of its spaces for lease. And a quick perusal of the new releases at my favourite bookstore, Barnes & Noble, reveals ~40 titles purporting to address America’s parlous state. Bankers are identified as the bad guys in a high proportion of them; here’s a couple of images to show you want I mean: 

if any of you are really interested in why this state has come to pass, you cannot do better IMHO than Nassim Nicholas Taleb’s excellent The Black Swan: he details the epistemic and psychological blindness homo sapiens has to the consideration of rare, but potentially highly destructive (or beneficial) future events. And (you have to love this) he names the names of all the major players implicated in the two recent catastrophic GFCs (1987, and the recent one), neither of which was predicted by any of the high-profile pundits. Teleb did, both times, and made a fortune from them. I note in passing that not a single individual responsible for these crises has been charged with any crime (let alone jailed); in fact many have been highly rewarded with ‘golden parachutes’ and at least two of them are presently engaged in advising the Federal Government on how to avoid a future occurrence… I will not dwell on the spectacle of the ‘world’s greatest capitalist system’ bailing out the banks responsible for this mess; unseemly just does not go far enough. One more, this time from the “business” section: 

Anyhow, that’s the context of all the empty spaces for rent here. I will rescue the washing, and answer the opening question, in just a moment.

The answer is: perfectly. And there’s the faintest hint of grapefruit—or is that wishful thinking?

Meetings with remarkable men, I

Apologies to George Gurjieff and his wonderful book of the same name, but this week I met a truly remarkable man myself, Dr Jeffrey Maitland. As well as that somewhat older site, he runs the thoroughly modern Mind, Body, Zen site, too.

In addition to being an ex-professor of philosophy (his thesis concerned the great Immanuel Kant), he was a phenomenologist when that term usually brought the user into philosophical disfavour, he left academia after qualifying as a Rolfer (after Dr Ida Rolf) ; he is now one of the most highly qualified practitioners of this somewhat secretive art/body work form.

But for me personally, it is Jeffrey’s long schooling in Zen, one of the sects of Buddhism available in the world today, that is most compelling. Two of my other influential teachers, Lawrence Graziose and Patrick Kearney have followed similar paths; it has been the enduring element of my own journey (which reminds me of the title of Andy Warhol’s best-know book, From A to B, and back again!), too.

The confluence of rigorous training in all three disciplines has give Jeffrey a remarkable platform from which to orient in daily life. He has a huge heart, mordant wit, remarkable intellect and a knowing/understand of breathtaking width—and depth. I am very grateful to have met him, and to have had the privilege of being worked on by him. Thank you.

While on the road, in Arizona

Today, and most of this week, the Barnes & Noble Starbucks cafe has been my mobile office, and very pleasant it is, too. I note in passing that the B&N site takes forever to load, even though the cafe has a reasonably fast connection (well, I just tested it: glacial today, actually, with a 594ms ping, and the rest you can see here). Strangely, a search on B&N’s own page for this very place—co-branded “Barnes & Noble Cafe, serving Starbucks coffee—cannot find the cafe itself, only books about Starbucks… You have to laugh.

To my right (see the MBP?) are a group of women playing some card game con brio; and opposite are another foursome playing Mahjong; they seem in competition with each other, somehow; all of this in a huge and lovely store. I always feel comfortable surrounded by books.

Olivia, my partner and partner in the business, actually talk to each other more, and in a more concentrated way, when I am on the road than when I am ‘in residence’ in Kambah. Though we often have to remake the Skype conversation a number of times, there are no distractions, and the conversation is always welcome—contrast this with when I walk into her office when she is concentrating on a coding problem to do with one of her websites… All of this makes me think about how ‘work’ has changed hugely in the time I have been working. I jokingly write “Two suitcases and a MacBook Air” in the ‘location’ fields of various groups I belong to, but there’s more than a kernel of truth there. The technology has become sufficiently complex to allow me to write/edit a book project, working together with lo-rez catalogues of all the 3,000+ relevant images (each with discrete file names; the electronic publisher has the originals, sent on a super-cheap UBS 1TB drive, sent interstate last week); I can shoot and process excellent images with the best of today’s high-end pocket cameras and post these on galleries held in the Mobile.Me cloud (but not after June 31, 2012), and this same camera will shoot 720p hi-rez video—and it interfaces with a pro-grade wireless microphone and transmitter-receiver setup (all smaller than a pack of cigarettes, if any of you remember how big they are) so I can get really high quality sound (the scourge of most YouTube videos). The resulting footage can be edited on Final Cut Pro (the old pro version, v. 7, and not the toy FCP X that was released with such fanfare a few weeks ago).

And from this same Starbucks, I can upload that footage to Vimeo (if it’s something for the forthcoming App; more about that in another post), or to YouTube (I hope to shoot something at Coach Sommer’s Xtreme Gymnastics facility tomorrow, though I don’t have the wireless mic. with me—it’s waiting at Sydney’s Chattanooga venue, for when I get there). All these functions are performed from the centrepiece of this technical marvellousness: a relatively heavy 15″ MacBook Pro. All required apps are found thereon (should that be therein, I wonder?); and for editing I use a set of studio headphones. I can upload via the excellent Transmit; email or Skype Miss O from the same machine; create mind-maps for upcoming projects with the free-and-fantstic FreeMind; the list goes on. This flexibility; this capacity to create, has literally been enabled by this technology.

Once I get to Sydney’s, I will shoot and voice a test video and post here; if I get something interesting from Coach Sommer’s facility I will post earlier—but we are looking at the future, right now. If anyone is interested, I will post on the details of how a tiny pocket-sized camera with a few add-ons can do a completely acceptable job of making high-quality videos. As for the computer, I brought the MBP with me rather than the MBA (11.5″) because of the screen real estate and because it has an optical drive built in. If Apple does come out with its rumoured 15″ MBA, it might be the end of the road for the current 15″. Or I might back-size to a later-model 13″ MBP: optical drive and less power (the current 15″ MBP is the faster of the quad-core models, with an OWC SSD) because they are significantly lighter—and on the four-mile walk here from Jeffrey’s office, that extra weight makes a difference.

What’s with Apple?

We are not sure what’s happening with Apple Mail (it cannot find its own SMTP server, if you can believe that!); I have been off Apple’s core in-OS app for over a WEEK. People are screaming on the forums; businesses unable to access business emails; IT guys apologising for recommending Apple, etc., etc. The suspicion is that the problem is tied to the new iCloud that’s coming in in a month or so, and the fact that Mobile Me is being phased out (including that on-line gallery function I use all the time for my photography clients) and it’s not being replaced by an iCloud version—and all this for customers like myself who have happily paid for a MobileMe account since it began. Not good.

But, it gives me a reason for testing apps like gmail (I have always had an account there because you can’t have a YouTube channel without one); it seems to work just fine. I simply set mail forwarding from my dot mac account. And so I thought I’d test the calendar function—I am software neutral: if it works (or works better) I’ll switch.

Welcome

Hello all,

This blog, sometimes ‘vlog’ (I don’t much like the term “blog” for some reason; there is something inelegant about the term) will be an occasional event; thoughts from a “two suitcases and a MBA” lifestyle.

I will write on things to do with technology, with advances in Stretch Therapy, ideas about the Monkey Gym and anything else that I am thinking about that, I hope, might be interesting to you.

Please visit the Stretch Therapy Forums, too: anything you post there can be discussed by any of the members—and if you have a question, much more likely to be answered quickly there.

At this point, the vlog is ‘in development’; there is much to learn with a new complex software, and I want to change the banner image regularly—this lovely image is courtesy of WordPress.

As well, don’t ignore the main site; Olivia is updating this constantly. We are building a new one too, with many practical improvements, including an on-line registration system. Enjoy, and email me with suggestions for anything you’d like to see here.