Dear reader
This week’s full moon is a Blue Moon. Unfortunately, the moon won’t look blue. Instead, it is a name given to the moon because it is the second full moon in August, an astrological event occurring once every 12 years, hence the saying “once in a blue moon.”
Naive Yearly felt like the gathering of a blue moon. A hundred designers, developers, artists, organizers, and educators assembled to expand what the internet is and can be. I’m touched by the distance people traveled, the vigor of the participants, the courage of the speakers, and the abundance of support.
When I write you next Sunday, Uno, Ana, and I, are back in our Athens home after a six-week trip abroad combining work and family visits. Lately, our Greek neighbors have sent videos of the wildfires. Life is strange, but I am happy to witness the superbloom of the internet.
With care
Kristoffer
Wayside flowers
Special.fish is swimming again.
Vases is a decorative playground.
Web-cam.world is a model site.
Field notes
Search engines can provide easy answers or “find things you didn't know you wanted to know” to quote the Wiby.me about page. Similarly, maps can help navigate to known destinations or get lost, as was my motivation when making Wilderness.land. In the latest Frontier’s newsletter, Brian Sholis writes an entire love letter for using maps to get lost. The post includes many of my favourite websites and technology projects.
…beginning in September 2002, I went to a different place for breakfast in New York every workday. I kept that up for a year. — Brian Sholis
During New Year, I walked with Ana and Uno on Hydra, a small Greek island where we found rest. Ana and I were dressed in shades of white, and between us, Uno bounced in clothes of his favorite color, yellow. We resembled an egg. Around that time, I prompted Laurel Schwulst to expand her lovely “Eggs in Art and Design” Are.na channel for her talk at Naive Yearly. Obviously, a reflection on eggs had to be the final talk of the day: it was the perfect ending, and now an adaption is the promising beginning of Laurel’s new-newsletter.
Speaking of beginnings, I was born in a town called Normal, Illinois. It’s a beautiful and simple place, with many farms and cornfields nearby. — Laurel Schwulst
Max Bittker is tinkering with the Bluesky API to surface posts from those of his friends who post less frequently. It’s interesting to consider who we don’t hear from when we use the internet — and how to represent their absence. If you don’t know who Max Bittker is, I recommend exploring his website.
I think a lot about the way visibility is mediated by digital communication. On apps, the only way to be seen is to speak. Silence is a meaningful form of communication, but it’s not one that social media apps have any patience for. —
Collections
My Hands on Your Hands (navigate to the gallery)
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