String Postcards

Parabola cards
Parabola cards flickr photo by NomadWarMachine shared under a Creative Commons (BY-NC-SA) license
As some folk will know, as part of Karen’s postcard project I made some string art cards and sent them around the world. This week, in preparation for CLMooc 2016, I : added a basic “how to” to the CLMooc Make Bank – this  just shows how to make the triangle one – I’ll add the others later.

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You don’t always get what you want

Banana skinA constant refrain in our office is that we wish people would tell us what they’d like to be able to do, instead of telling us what they think they want. So they will go to conferences and see shiny things and come back demanding that we provide them with these new toys, although often they do not work, or do not work at scale, or are not compatible with our other systems. And usually, when we sit down and ask these folk what they actually want to do, we find that our existing tools will already do just what they are wanting to do.  It’s frustrating at times, for all of us, but it usually gets sorted out.

Not so Brexit. I’m not going to dwell on the awful stressfulness  of the aftermath: the internet is full of it all. But I am going to suggest how this could have been avoided. And, in writing this, I’m indebted to the LSE blog for writing about the Condorcet paradox in the context of Brexit, and also to my friend Alan Carter, former professor of moral philosophy here at U Glasgow, who has put forward some very articulate arguments about this on Facebook.

So here’s my take. What many people wanted was an end to austerity: they wanted a recognition that whole communities had been devastated by right wing governments since Thatcher, incentives to businesses to bring back employment to deprived areas, and proper investment in the welfare state.

But this was not what they were asked. The EU was set up to be a monster, immigrants were blamed for the overloading of the crumbling welfare state. Given the choice between continuing with the status quo and gambling on an unknown alternative, some folk voted for that. That was not really a vote to leave the EU, that was a vote not to have more of the same. They were told they could take their country back. Stirring rhetoric, maybe. But just empty words.

Because, as many of we Remain voters realised, a  vote for Brexit is not going to end austerity – far from it. The future for England under the far right who now look likely to take charge is grim –  a rolling back of the state, a recession – these Brexit voters who wanted to take their country back have done so right enough – back to Thatcher’s Britain – back to the 1930s, back to the Victorian workhouses. And they didn’t want that. The Express, Mail and Telegraph readers have been sold a pup.

Brexit was a poisoned chalice – we were damned whichever way the country voted. Vote remain to endorse the neoliberal status quo. Vote Leave to endorse the fascists who are are now rubbing their hands with glee at the havoc they can wreak.

But underlying all of this is the tragedy of modern politics. All that voters are offered is a choice between two awful alternatives. Vote Remain to keep austerity. Vote Leave to break the economy. Vote Tory for austerity, Vote Labour for Tory austerity.

Brexiters saw a shiny, shiny thing that did not exist and ran towards it like lemmings. We Remainers knew that they were being sold snake oil. Some of us believe there is an alternative to the neoliberal state. But nobody is asking us what that is.

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Mull

This week we’re staying in a wee cottage on Mull, so yesterday we drove up through Glencoe and up to Lochaline to get the wee ferry across. Niall was frustrated throughout the journey with painfully slow (and erratic) drivers, and we were disappointed to realise that we’d missed a ferry by a matter of minutes and had an hour to wait for the next one. Then Niall spotted a heron hanging around by the jetty, and we both got out our cameras.

Heron

This morning I woke up to a dreich day,  but what a view!

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It rained on and off all day today – Niall watched the Grand Prix and I lay on a sofa knitting and watching TV (highlight – Wee Eck saying he was going to impeach Blair over Iraq – go Salmond!). Around 4ish it cleared up outside sufficiently for us to venture out for a walk. As we walked up a single track road in the drizzle N commented that all the wildlife was hiding from us. We heard a crash from our left and there was a red deer standing in the bracken – which stayed just until we got out our cameras. Blast. Luckily the flora was more accommodating. I noticed a lot of wild orchids nestling in the grass:

Heath spotted orchid

And lots of all heal hiding underfoot:

All heal

We stopped and looked at the view on this bridge:

Bridge at LochDon

On the way home I looked out over the shores and spotted these waders in the distance – either curlews or whimbrels, I think. This pic is with my camera at full zoom, and I am quite pleased with the result as they were barely visible to the naked eye:

Curlews

And then home, after an hour’s wander around:

Cnoc Buidhe, Mull

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Who am I this month?

I had meant to spend more time crafting my intro to  CLMooc16 – trying out some tools I’d not used before, curating some of my digital artefacts – that sort of thing. But then Brexit happened, and everything changed. For the last 10 days I have slept badly and spent my waking hours on the verge of tears worrying about the country I live in and the country I come from: furious at the politicians and media that have caused this massive clusterfuck, and unable of doing more than going through the motions and ranting over social media.

So this is me. Born in England to an English mother and a Cornish father, I escaped to Scotland 18 years ago because I fell in love with the scenery and I stayed because I love the people. I married a local man, Niall, and now call myself Scottish. I love cats, my garden, real ale, knitting, ukes and philosophy (not necessarily in that order). Here are some of the places that you can find me and things that are important to me:

And here’s our two cats, Cagney and Lacey.

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P1000097 flickr photo by NomadWarMachine shared under a Creative Commons (BY-NC-SA) license

Lacey
Lacey flickr photo by NomadWarMachine shared under a Creative Commons (BY-NC-SA) license

I made this interactive image using Thinglink – which is a free app I  like.  This post is written for the beginning of #CLMooc

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Spiky

I’m getting into the habit of taking photos when something in the garden catches my eye, so when I saw this week’s challenge I swiped through my recent pics on my camera.

Look up, down and all around in search of spiky.  Where will you find protrusions to share?  I look forward to seeing what you find!

Teasels from the garden, dried and standing in the corner of my study (I was going to retake this without the corner of the noticeboard, but it’s the postcard one so it gets to stay:

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A circular needle with cobweb lace. I love this yarn, but it is taking a long time to knit this shawl!
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My elephant garlic, sending up spikes and getting ready to flower:

elephant garlic

Rosemary, just finishing flowering:

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My gadget for holding skeins of yarn to wind into balls – I love this image with my 4 ukes, some of Maha’s kid’s art on the board and the postcard noticeboard in the corner:

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And, finally – my drunk octopus coat hook:

brass coat hook

That last shot pretty much captures how I feel this week.

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Leading Lines

Uncertain days following the Brexit fiasco, but as ever my surroundings soothe me and I am happy to be up here. Selfish worries about the possibility of rising mortgage payments, losses to my future pension and all of that mean that I have not slept well this weekend, so I flicked through my camera to see what photos I’d taken this week to fit with Kim’s weekly challenge

So follow some lines and see where they take you!  I can’t wait to see what you find.

A foxglove ‘weed’ growing in the back garden – with one of the ‘proper’ plants pointing yo it as if to tell it that it should not be there (Brexit is obviously colouring my vision here):

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More foxgloves in front of the garage – perhaps gesturing to the door to point out that a recent storm damaged the top (out of view in this pic).

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A bee house, also broken by Scottish weather – so many lines here:

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A climbing hydrangea on the garage trellis – it’s not obvious from this image, but this brash flower is invading on the space of another. Again, an obvious metaphor arises in my mind:

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Streetlights framing a solstice moon like goalposts earlier this week:

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The view as we walked to the polling station on Thursday – one of the remaining tower blocks framing the shot:

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And finally Cagney last night – these tanks have lids, so the fish were not in any danger:

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Thanks, Kim – that’s soothed my mind. 🙂

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Brexit

IMG_20160621_140343761[1]I’m scared. Tomorrow we vote to decide whether to leave the EU and let a far right wing band of liars run the country or to stay in the EU and let a not quite so right wing crew keep cutting our welfare state to the bone.

It didn’t feel like this last time. Indyref (the vote for Scottish independence) was exhilarating – young folk were learning about politics and there was an energy that I have never seen or felt before. Sure, we knew we might not win, but – and this is important – much as we hated Westminster rule, nobody was predicting that a vote to remain was going to be a total disaster.

But this time is different. The Leave campaign has disgusted me with the depths it has stooped to in order to gain voters. They’ve made it all about immigration, and whipped up a fear and hatred of some of our fellow humans for others. Not amongst my friends – at least, I don’t think so – but from enough potential voters in England for it to be a very real possibility that the Leave vote wins.

And that has me worried – about the cost of living in a post-leave UK, about my future rights, about the future of my research and even my job. Selfish worries, but natural ones. And I worry about the poor, and the disabled, and all of the other disenfranchised and minority residents of the UK.

But I’m also worried for all of us. Because the Leave campaign have whipped up some nasty xenophobic, racist, bigoted feelings in folk and now they are out of the box it’s not going to be easy to repress them. I have seen families falling out because they are on different sides of this … I can’t call it a debate, it is not that respectable – let’s call it an “issue”.

But there’s more. I have Leave voters telling me that they are going to vote with their guts, their hearts, that they are taking their country back.

I keep trying to explain to them that it was never theirs in the first place. The Tories are playing games with all of us. Whoever wins, it will be little rich boys in charge. But with the (not by any means perfect) EU, we have some hope that their wings will be clipped.

So tomorrow I vote Remain with a heavy heart. I vote to legitimise one right wing bunch of arseholes in order to avoid an even worse outcome.

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Clement Attlee

Today’s Daily Create is to:

Find a famous literary quote (idealy by a famous literary person) and create something that shows the first draft versions that did not make the cut. Like the notes the writer might have done on a sketch pad.

Europhobia: a very British problem came up in my FB feed as I was pondering what to choose, and the opening quote seemed appropriate. So here we have it – why Clement Attlee would not have allowed a vote for #Brexit:

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Growing

Out in the garden this morning I noticed that some of the alpine strawberries are ready to eat and the currants are ripening well. We’re going to have plenty of brambles and potatoes again this year, and I’m hoping that the garlic will be a success. The flowers are equally lovely – my sage bush is a pure delight (and the bees love it), the honesty is making it’s “pennies”, we’ve got foxgloves a plenty and I think my teasel is going to be as tall as me soon. pics of fruit and veg mentioned in the post

And, when I sat down with a book and a cup of tea, little cat plonked herself down on the table, purring like a train and telling me how wonderful the world was today. She’s right.

Close up of Cagney's face

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Wear your flag on your hand

I’m not really a fan of flags – to me they symbolise walls that keep some folk out and tie others to false rhetoric about duty to one’s country  – but today’s Daily Create was a fun thing to do to practice my GIMP skilz:

Superimpose your country, state, city’s flag on your hand, and wave it to show how much DS106 is massively spread around the world.

So I went out into the back garden and took a few pics of my hand, selected one and opened up GIMP.

palm of hand against trees

First I used the scissor tool to outline around my hand, then cut that out. Next I found a image of the Cornish flag of St Piran, rescaled it to fit and used “paste into” to paste into the hand shaped hole. After I exported the resulting image I realised that I’d not cut it out perfectly, and there was still a bit of flesh coloured thumb showing (note to self: remember to zoom in and check this next time), so I opened it up again and used the paintbrush to touch it up.

Flag of St Piran superimposed onto a hand

And there it is. Having got the basic shape, it was a matter of a few clicks to transform this to show the place I took the picture – the Scottish flag.

Scottish flag on hand

Now to start refining my skilz to polish up the rough edges … [Edit – I’ve come back to this again, redone the outline and dropped another flag in, then taken the opacity of the flag layer down to 80% to show the hand through it. Better, apart from the rough edges still.

Outline of palm of hand with Cornish flag on it

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