My disk overfloweth…

In the last few days, I have been blessed with lots of new yummy soft­ware… Thanks to the Uni of Mel­bourne site licenses, I now have Microsoft Office X and the Mac­ro­media suite (Dream­weaver, Fire­works) and thanks to being a journ­al­ist,...

Well chuffed

So at last I’ve man­aged a radio com­ment­ary that’s *not* based on me being the editor of some­thing. Whoo hoo! I’ve just listened to the down­load (Real­Player file) for those who missed it on Wed­nes­day’s Hack on JJJ. I think I come across as...

Words as sex

More, this genre con­siders the rela­tion­ship of the transna­tional film-makers to their sub­jects to be a rela­tion­ship that is filtered through nar­rat­ives and icon­o­graph­ies of memory, desire, loss, long­ing and nos­tal­gia. Memor­ies are fal­lible,...

Grumble

This whole living at the cut­ting edge thing is really frustrating. I’m trying to find aca­demic – or at least schol­arly – texts address­ing the cul­tural and tex­tual implic­a­tions of RSS, ebooks and hand­held deliv­ery; the Web as a visual medium and the...