<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369884555047607712</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 21 Dec 2009 11:48:45 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Uncle Ofay's Good-Times Story Corner</title><description></description><link>http://linswimmer.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Lin Swimmer)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>188</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369884555047607712.post-1592420503732326868</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Dec 2009 05:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-08T11:11:38.934-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>DWARF</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>The Reaches</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>pixel shell</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Gabriel Cash</category><title>Brand new radio show, games, etc.</title><atom:summary type='text'>Let's start this on a strength, and traditionally. Which of course means pandering toward my unsophisticated male gaze, and lasciviously critiquing poor examples of late 90's pop culture nonsense. Long ago I was rather in love with this young woman.Man, this video is terrible. Why were musicians constantly spinning in ornate leather chairs, mounted dead center in some preposterously over-lit </atom:summary><link>http://linswimmer.blogspot.com/2009/12/brand-new-radio-show-games-etc.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lin Swimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LI7mRz-H5_I/SxyQGWAhKrI/AAAAAAAADaU/JDDsIdsDfc4/s72-c/TheSaint6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369884555047607712.post-5024852122755741011</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Nov 2009 05:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-20T02:22:13.041-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>DWARF</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>I Knew a Sexy Iranian Once. He Drove a Motorcycle.</category><title>Game theory, Iran, social engineering; "People of Iran, this is your destiny. Let's go there."</title><atom:summary type='text'>[Or, at least, let us agree to war with only our Olympic fencing teams.] Bouncy lexicographers. Brian Cox on the LHC, the building blocks of existence, and the history of the universe. [Introductory link.] David Perry on videogames, emotion, and the potential of the medium. One characteristic of gamers is that it is true that everyone inherently thinks their experience is uniquely transcendent, </atom:summary><link>http://linswimmer.blogspot.com/2009/11/game-theory-iran-social-engineering.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lin Swimmer)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369884555047607712.post-6128088489396440063</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Nov 2009 17:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-18T12:07:52.230-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>The Past is a Wonderland of Craftmanship and Mustaches</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Star Trek</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>The Future is a Big Bright Shining Star</category><title>More heroics.</title><atom:summary type='text'></atom:summary><link>http://linswimmer.blogspot.com/2009/11/more-heroics.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lin Swimmer)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369884555047607712.post-3380091274978178848</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Nov 2009 22:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-15T17:29:23.816-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Click</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>School of Stone</category><title>Take me in.</title><atom:summary type='text'></atom:summary><link>http://linswimmer.blogspot.com/2009/11/take-me-in.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lin Swimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LI7mRz-H5_I/SwCAnJSYhOI/AAAAAAAADZk/86f29Zc3qp0/s72-c/120-Street-1-processed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369884555047607712.post-1933077134625998038</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Nov 2009 05:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-15T15:47:27.649-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>DWARF</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Click</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Graphite Shell</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>School of Stone</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Mondo Beardo</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Good People Lose</category><title>An evening with the oft-neglected flatbed scanner.</title><atom:summary type='text'>These are accumulations. I've always taken great inspiration from things that exist outside of an "approved" aesthetic environment.The first is a bookmark clearly made for English grandparents. I had another adorned with two white Scottish terriers, above the caption, "A Double Scotch," and the red-scripted slogan beneath which stated: A book is a friend that never fails you. That one was lost </atom:summary><link>http://linswimmer.blogspot.com/2009/11/evening-with-oft-neglected-flatbed.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lin Swimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LI7mRz-H5_I/SvzwrdrJmDI/AAAAAAAADXc/qbowIc7LzqQ/s72-c/Bookmark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369884555047607712.post-8272261341874688300</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Oct 2009 04:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-27T00:32:45.996-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Click</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>School of Stone</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>The Past is a Wonderland of Craftmanship and Mustaches</category><title>Ng.</title><atom:summary type='text'>Unbelievably, the bird still continues to fascinate. Why would this be a decisive image in some way?I think what it boils down to is a question of intentions.On 7th Ave, the sun was at it's highest point. Everything around me was reduced to blinding glare. I could barely open my eyes, people were shoulder to shoulder, and everyone I saw had a glowing halo limning their entire body. I had a moment</atom:summary><link>http://linswimmer.blogspot.com/2009/10/ng.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lin Swimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LI7mRz-H5_I/SuZ3qniF0lI/AAAAAAAADWE/djCwPSDNdUM/s72-c/BC4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369884555047607712.post-6994703645851831885</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Oct 2009 03:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-29T02:30:03.001-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>t4 Zoom</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Click</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>School of Stone</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Seagull</category><title>Did I just have a genuine spiritual moment?</title><atom:summary type='text'>Alright. So tonight standing around I took the opportunity to ask the young man in my class who was so bothered by the picture of the bird what the deal was.His eyes widened slightly. "It wasn't personal," he said."I know that. I wouldn't ask, otherwise."And then he told me about how after Freshman year he had hoped he would never have to look at another fire hydrant, hubcap, or pigeon on a </atom:summary><link>http://linswimmer.blogspot.com/2009/10/did-i-just-have-genuine-spiritual.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lin Swimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LI7mRz-H5_I/Suk2YYuRYWI/AAAAAAAADWM/h6xptOBP5dU/s72-c/Church1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369884555047607712.post-3344032060099182777</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Oct 2009 02:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-21T11:49:34.365-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Click</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>School of Stone</category><title>Since birds are like tiny dinosaurs, I'm also brave.</title><atom:summary type='text'>I'd say interesting critique tonight.Perhaps we frightened one another. It feels like that; we saw that we (my collective class) could rip one another apart, like feral gladiators, and ultimately, I think we didn't like it. The advantage is that it seems like maybe we can start talking about the work (perhaps even critically, carefully).Although... I don't know. Someone wanted to criticize me </atom:summary><link>http://linswimmer.blogspot.com/2009/10/since-birds-are-like-tiny-dinosaurs-im.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lin Swimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LI7mRz-H5_I/St5043rKqdI/AAAAAAAADUU/rjUv8WP4HV8/s72-c/Pigeon1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369884555047607712.post-5997302862687706695</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 Oct 2009 02:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-13T23:12:40.567-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Click</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>School of Stone</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Seagull</category><title>Something finished. [What what?]</title><atom:summary type='text'>Alright. I know that this demands some form of commentary. After all, if I'm attempting to challenge myself and talk about work; why not my own?I'm working on it. But... damn it. I finished something massive, and relatively satisfactorily. There are definitely problems with it, which maybe I'll get to, although tonight I was thinking that extended artist's critique (rather than statement) may </atom:summary><link>http://linswimmer.blogspot.com/2009/10/something-finished-what-what.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lin Swimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LI7mRz-H5_I/StUymuDWt1I/AAAAAAAADTc/9rI5Sveu_jI/s72-c/01Card-scan001-web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369884555047607712.post-2547395370248311050</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Oct 2009 02:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-13T23:43:28.746-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Click</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Blathering</category><title>Something in progress.</title><atom:summary type='text'>1st AD, Director.Listening to show archives, I found myself remembering that I had loved the lyrics to that weird Ukranian song. The one I claimed was Michael Jackson's Beat It?It was called Vorony; or Crows.When so-called friends tell you what to dolisten, just do what you really want!My friends said, "don't look at her,she is too young and doesn't understand"When amongst crows, crow like </atom:summary><link>http://linswimmer.blogspot.com/2009/10/something-in-progress.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lin Swimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LI7mRz-H5_I/StFWCMxHyMI/AAAAAAAADQs/WV-fxIr7KQQ/s72-c/Whale.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369884555047607712.post-4244155839713203545</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Oct 2009 04:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-09T11:20:34.588-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>School of Stone</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Sometimes Honey it Ain't All Bad</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Seagull</category><title>The big show.</title><atom:summary type='text'>Empire State Building lit to mark PRC's 60th anniversary. NYC, Sep 30th, 2009.Beijing, China, Thursday, Oct. 1, 2009.Beijing, China, Thursday, Oct. 1, 2009.PLA air force pilots. Beijing, China.Chinese President Hu Jintao. People's Republic of China.Meanwhile:Sweden’s Sofia Mattsson covered her eyes after defeating North Korea’s Kum Ok Han to win the gold medal in women’s freestyle at the World </atom:summary><link>http://linswimmer.blogspot.com/2009/10/big-show.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lin Swimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LI7mRz-H5_I/Ss692cmPh-I/AAAAAAAADOs/oaPHFZfTqEs/s72-c/STAN-HONDA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369884555047607712.post-7096577850932063289</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Oct 2009 03:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-15T15:25:03.315-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Click</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Cracks in the Foundation</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>The Reaches</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>893</category><title>Idling.</title><atom:summary type='text'>[All images taken and, of course, owned by Anton Kusters.]For some reason these Kusters gave me a lot of anguish. It would probably be better to just go into talking about them in whatever way I'm able, but I've got to work through some of the issues that these raised for me.I found these through Burn. I've linked there before. I'm almost a little frightened to look at Burn. No matter how much </atom:summary><link>http://linswimmer.blogspot.com/2009/10/idling.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lin Swimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LI7mRz-H5_I/Ss1drmB_3EI/AAAAAAAADMk/N2XxEYqFZBI/s72-c/Odo5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369884555047607712.post-866364583882893393</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2009 03:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-05T23:52:55.970-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>The Reaches</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>The Commencement of Purest Evil</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>My Funeral Song</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Mondo Beardo</category><title>Jerk? Nerd? Oh, why decide?</title><atom:summary type='text'>Twice recently I've managed to piss off classmates with not-very considered comments. Each time I've found myself somewhat surprised. For the most part, as I've gotten older I've found my sense of humor, and that odd adolescent drive to say something "controversial" and shocking, has mellowed and cooled. I don't really have any particular investment in upsetting anyone anymore, for the most </atom:summary><link>http://linswimmer.blogspot.com/2009/10/jerk-nerd-oh-why-decide.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lin Swimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LI7mRz-H5_I/Ssq_CzmpK0I/AAAAAAAADLs/fGsd96Xhekg/s72-c/Stabbing-crop1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369884555047607712.post-6052427942283745313</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Sep 2009 03:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-30T20:21:45.270-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Click</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>School of Stone</category><title>Spatial.</title><atom:summary type='text'>[Image note: you're welcome to re-post as you like, since I'm not a complete hypocrite, but crediting is always deeply and sincerely appreciated. Lin Swimmer.]</atom:summary><link>http://linswimmer.blogspot.com/2009/09/spatial-let-musac-move-your-body.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lin Swimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LI7mRz-H5_I/SsLXGisXnPI/AAAAAAAADLc/4pKuJYSu9Gg/s72-c/Spatial001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369884555047607712.post-6484266967865553789</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Sep 2009 03:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-06T07:10:53.821-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Everything is Terrible</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Cracks in the Foundation</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Bubble Baths and Cigars</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Mondo Beardo</category><title>The filth; and I don't mean the police.</title><atom:summary type='text'>Alright... new combinations of image sources. I must say, my photo-history class has gorgeous material I'll have to mine. Unfortunately, this is inevitably a slow process. If you cast yourself backwards within the blog, adrift and listless, you'll find that I used to post many more historical photographs than what's represented these days, but they were mostly taken from archives of "found" </atom:summary><link>http://linswimmer.blogspot.com/2009/09/filth-and-i-dont-mean-police.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lin Swimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LI7mRz-H5_I/SsLPRXttlRI/AAAAAAAADIM/T-drErnWGKA/s72-c/Koh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369884555047607712.post-212389316695742085</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Sep 2009 08:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-28T04:16:47.620-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Broken Dreams</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Body Hair</category><title>Real grief.</title><atom:summary type='text'>It's been a while since I threw a couple lectures at you. Sometimes, when Netflix doesn't feel like the answer, and you realize you've listened to all your podcast/interview things twice now and there aren't any new ones because they don't come out frequently (the good ones, which I've been meaning to compile and link to for a while now), and you watched quite a few multimedia stories (like these</atom:summary><link>http://linswimmer.blogspot.com/2009/09/real-grief.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lin Swimmer)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369884555047607712.post-2555758611635888407</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Sep 2009 07:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-28T04:00:46.305-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Cracks in the Foundation</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Bubble Baths and Cigars</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Introductions</category><title>Late. Cup of coffee at 23:30; not a good idea.</title><atom:summary type='text'>A few thoughts on statistics. Take a look.That was fast! And, unsurprisingly, what we're seeing is that adult imagery (primarily the Sankaku-sourced Japanese erotica, which retains searchable image titles, and the handful of appropriately named Western erotica that's there), pulls in an enormous number of visitors. What strikes me is the importance of image titles, something I've always been a </atom:summary><link>http://linswimmer.blogspot.com/2009/09/late-cup-of-coffee-at-2330-not-good.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lin Swimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LI7mRz-H5_I/SsBsdnRW4VI/AAAAAAAADGk/d_dCnRvp4xI/s72-c/shower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369884555047607712.post-8604825592492518195</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Sep 2009 18:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-08T02:28:08.369-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Click</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>I Knew a Sexy Iranian Once. He Drove a Motorcycle.</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>I Smoke Because I Look Cool</category><title>Melt soften warm; Busman's Holiday.</title><atom:summary type='text'>Lets forgo formalities tonight. Let our hair down.Detailed information regarding the portrait can be found in the comments, if there's anyone out there curious about the mundane details of its condition and process. Although I still haven't transcribed my Photo Shop notes. Perhaps I consider those sort of impossibly boring for anyone to look at (as well as being reticent to publicly reveal the </atom:summary><link>http://linswimmer.blogspot.com/2009/09/melt-soften-warm-busmans-holiday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lin Swimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LI7mRz-H5_I/Ss2GWK9e1lI/AAAAAAAADM8/yMrQ_jkldZs/s72-c/Laraine1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369884555047607712.post-7627759826323370211</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Sep 2009 17:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-24T15:12:10.520-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Click</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Quiet Country Cafe</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Introductions</category><title>Ryo KAWANISHI 河西遼; Luna light.</title><atom:summary type='text'>Interesting. Kawanishi-san has anticipated my working methods. When I took these into Photo Shop in order to make them more web friendly, I found that at my threshold of jpeg quality (60) I was saving less than 100 kb per image. Meaning they're already perfectly web friendly. And big! Bigger than any photographer's work I've ever found online!Not everyone would get excited by this, perhaps. But, </atom:summary><link>http://linswimmer.blogspot.com/2009/09/ryo-kawanishi-luna-light.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lin Swimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LI7mRz-H5_I/SruzOrAejPI/AAAAAAAADFk/TMVBc21uNKM/s72-c/ryo-kawanishi-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369884555047607712.post-4322153843974070219</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Sep 2009 17:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-24T13:53:40.430-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Canadians are always fearsome</category><title>Clash of civilizations; Hirst's £500,000 [very rare Mongolian] pencil.</title><atom:summary type='text'>A Canadian soldier. Panjwaii district of Kandahar Province, Afghanistan.... a day before their circumcision ritual... Algiers.Ramadan, Jama Masjid Mosque in New Delhi.Eid al-Fitr, Mymensingh from Dhaka, Bangladesh.The Montreal Canadiens’ Mathieu Darche, Quebec.Calgary Flames Leland Irving, Alberta, Canada.South Korea’s Na Yeon Choi, Torrey Pines Golf Course in San Diego.More photojournalism. </atom:summary><link>http://linswimmer.blogspot.com/2009/09/clash-of-civilizations-hirsts-500000.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lin Swimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LI7mRz-H5_I/SruxiS7LZtI/AAAAAAAADEU/aIrS6vcDzIc/s72-c/Finbarr_OReilly-Reuters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369884555047607712.post-7300670753798897764</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Sep 2009 03:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-20T11:46:37.027-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Click</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>School of Stone</category><title>Ryo KAWANISHI　河西遼; a not quite typical photo Friday.</title><atom:summary type='text'>Friday had an odd, very photo-centric morning. I was up and out early to go see an exhibit at the Greenberg Van Doren Gallery at 730 Fifth Avenue at 57th St of Tim Davis's The New Antiquity, which was really quite wonderful. Mostly rather cold, dilapidated ruins, but with instances of real, active, breathing contemporary culture seeping in, appropriating, commodifying, and generally defiling. </atom:summary><link>http://linswimmer.blogspot.com/2009/09/ryo-kawanishi-not-quite-typical-photo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lin Swimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LI7mRz-H5_I/SrWf2PJA7hI/AAAAAAAADDM/mmZcVEX2e_w/s72-c/kawanishi_03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369884555047607712.post-8639805608924731461</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Sep 2009 03:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-17T23:57:03.306-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Click</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Everything is Terrible</category><title>Bruce Haley is one of the best photographers that I've been lucky to have heard about.</title><atom:summary type='text'>Man, I'm stressing out lately!Looking at Bruce Haley's stuff is a nice way to attempt to step back and get a little perspective, while being just knocked backward by the talent and bravery of it. So inspiring!</atom:summary><link>http://linswimmer.blogspot.com/2009/09/bruce-haley-is-one-of-best.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lin Swimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LI7mRz-H5_I/SrMEmXP8huI/AAAAAAAADDE/5_ridmXd3xk/s72-c/Bruce_Haley01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369884555047607712.post-4149807195310936781</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Sep 2009 05:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-15T01:05:23.985-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Click</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>School of Stone</category><title>Fuji Superia 1600, OM-2n, and a negative scanner.</title><atom:summary type='text'>Work of the caliber that I should be producing regularly. I'm not displeased.</atom:summary><link>http://linswimmer.blogspot.com/2009/09/fuji-superia-1600-om-2n-and-negative.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lin Swimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LI7mRz-H5_I/Sq8gGB9wMnI/AAAAAAAADBU/W6QLC4rHUy0/s72-c/Night-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369884555047607712.post-5132128934753590864</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Sep 2009 04:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-15T00:45:17.024-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Quiet Country Cafe</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>pirates on a half-tone sea</category><title>Peaks scaled, lows plumbed.</title><atom:summary type='text'>India Gate, New Delhi.“The Rights of Human Beings and Citizens,” Port-au-Prince, Haiti.“Coco Avant Chanel,” Tokyo.Khost Province, Afghanistan.Another night, another post. Quite a nice rhythm establishing itself, even if it is at a rate that runs contrary toward my self-professed ideal of a "deeper" reading experience.Firstly, and perhaps unsurprisingly, I should offer fair warning; we're again in</atom:summary><link>http://linswimmer.blogspot.com/2009/09/peaks-scaled-lows-plumbed.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lin Swimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LI7mRz-H5_I/Sq8a612zgZI/AAAAAAAADA8/wU2feK_V9Zs/s72-c/Gurinder_Osan_AP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369884555047607712.post-8063389476752310138</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Sep 2009 05:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-14T14:41:34.107-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>'55 Chevy</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Star Trek</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Chuckle of Doom</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Mondo Beardo</category><title>The Tiger's Paw.</title><atom:summary type='text'>I was thinking about cutting all this, and then thought better of it. When I make huge cuts, it usually just means I'm feeling self-conscious, and chop things because I feel they're overlong, whiny, or... boring, maybe? Like I said, self-conscious.Here's a strange problem; I love video games. I seem to enjoy thinking about them, occasionally analyzing them to various degrees of satisfaction, and </atom:summary><link>http://linswimmer.blogspot.com/2009/09/tigers-paw.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lin Swimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LI7mRz-H5_I/SqyHL9LgN4I/AAAAAAAAC_E/t9cbM0PzCZY/s72-c/idol-breasts-072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>