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 minimalist excesses


hello from cara. you may know me from twitter as @caraesten.

i make weird art with old computers and CRTs.

having spent a lot of time lately reading some truly beautiful
writing here in gopherspace, i thought i might like to create
my own little spot.

    On CRTs And Other Forked Paths
This Quadra 650 I'm typing on is almost too fast. Somehow, it feels
the 630 it replaced, but given the near-identical specs, that's pro
imagination. The video card is objectively better though; I can tur
resolution to 832x624 and everything seems small, distant, so much 
with, and all of it clear and sharp.
Continued...
    Monday, March 14th, 2022
For the last few weeks, I've known my garden was overrun with weeds
sure it had been steadily getting worse, I must have seen it before
but I had largely bkeeping it from my mind. Sometime during the
fall, the last stalks of the mustard greens had dried up with their
seed pods intact and I had managed to lie to myself till nearly the
winter about my plans to harvest the seeds. In the meantime, everyt
had planted was lost under the tall grasses.
Continued...
    Tuesday, January 04th, 2022
Repairs. Taking apart the computer where I read posts in gopherspac
firing it up, making sure it all works properly, then getting carri
away with reading. I installed a SoundBlaster 16. There's an FM syn
chip I can use on it for writing music. The first time, there was
some gunk on the ISA pins, so I take it out, reseat it, pop it back
in. Was it something on the pins, or was it a driver conflict? I ma
changes to the AUTOEXEC.BAT.
Continued...

    Tuesday, December 28th, 2021
I love reminding myself that I still know how to make a fire. Setti
just right, starting the initial flame, and then tending it as it g
a reassuring activity for me. In one sense, I get the same pleasure
from playing SimCity: watching a thing you set in motion take on a 
own. I'm warmed by the logs that were caught by the sticks that wer
the twigs which were caught by the wood shavings which I lit with m
over an hour ago. All related, all building upon each other.
Continued...

    Friday, December 24th, 2021
The rain is falling outside as I write this; there's something odd 
witnessing a rainstorm in a desert. It's supposed to happen every o
while, but I never expect to be around to witness it. I don't live 
feels like a fairly intimate and rare thing to see for someone who'
passing through. Anyway, I'm in Scottdale with my parents and my si
Christmas, and it's pouring.
Continued...
New Session
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