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Ephemera

“Now she’s long…long gone.”The Black Keys, She’s Long Gone

When there are events in the world, the event and the conversation surrounding it unfold on Twitter, the entirety of the experience of that event can be much more rich and engaging and deep on Twitter…The challenge when you try to put these event experiences on Twitter in front of people is they need to both capture all the best tweets, you really want the best tweets so you don’t miss those, and yet if you only show the best tweets, you lose the roar of the crowd that really makes Twitter awesome.

Dick Costolo

I’m at my mother-in-law’s house in Greensboro, North Carolina. We arrived last Monday after a red eye flight from Los Angeles. My internal clock was still adjusting. So, when 8pm rolled around—or whenever it is that Sleepy Hollow comes on, I DVR it at home so I really don’t know—I wasn’t watching. My twitter friends were, though. The running commentary in that moment was more frustrating  than entertaining as I wasn’t sharing the experience at the same time.

I watched the episode a few days later via FOX’s iPad app. It would’ve been nice to be able to replay what my friends were saying when  they had watched it. But twitter isn’t built like that. Neither is facebook or most of our social web, for that matter.

Most tweets have a lifespan of less than 30 minutes. A facebook post maybe an hour. Instagram limits how far back you can scroll into the past. So, if you’re not on those services right now and someone is writing/posting about something you care about, you’ve missed it. I’m sure this seems mostly okay in this digital world that we’ve been playing in over the last ten years.

This is a world where people willingly, perhaps gleefully, dump their history as they jump from service to service or account to account. But, I wonder. Maybe we go with this because we haven’t been given other options.

Maybe this is why a service like Pinterest is performing so well. Pinterest provides the “river of news” but that’s not why people use it. People use it because its boards are memory books. You know what you post there will be easy to find later. It will be categorized. And everyone else is doing the same thing. Pinterest collects ideas, wants, and desires and stores them. You could use Tumblr in a similar fashion by searching tags or exploring an individual tumblog.

But who is collecting and collating thoughts or images around a topic in an easily searchable, inherently social way? How do I relive the Jessie Ware concert I went to two weeks ago via all the pictures, videos, and tweets that I know were posted because I saw them getting created? I’ve tried to do this several times over the last 6 months and have always felt unsatisfied with the attempt.

What about an important news event that happens while I’m sleeping or in a meeting? Why can’t I timeshift the social web like I can my favorite tv shows?

We’ve made the modern web ephemeral and, in doing so, I think we’ve robbed ourselves of turning shared digital experiences into true memories that have meaning beyond those brief instances when we’re all tapping away at the same time. I hope the next wave of big digital ideas tackles this.

It’s the kind of stuff I get excited about it in my own work conversations. 

Projects like Thinkup make me think I’m not the only one. 

November 2013 Personal Report

“From the outside everyone must be wondering why we try.”Jessie Ware, Wildest Moments

November of two thousand thirteen felt like the first month of the year when all things in my life were on point.

Work has been great and I can’t wait to show you what we’re coming up with.

I made time for friends and family throughout the month and felt invigorated by their energy and love and warmth whether at Thanksoween, my sister’s house warming, dinner with Team Toney at our house, or now, with the In-Laws in Greensboro.

I said yes to just about every invite which presented me with Jessie Ware live, Miguel Atwood-Ferguson and J.Rocc, The Book of Jezebel reading and signing event, The Hunger Games: Catching Fire, and a tour of the Grand Central Market.

I took care of me. I finally visited the doctor for the pain in my right leg that had kept me from working out for most of the previous six weeks. I took my medicine, followed the instructions, and am back to the gym in force and running at length. And, if you follow me on fitbit, ignore this past week. It’s too damn cold here for steps.

Our house is a home and not a sty. This is a big deal and very uncommon. Trust.

Others can be the judge of this but I know I made the effort to be more present, more accessible, and more concerned with keeping my commitments.

November is a time for gratitude. I’m grateful for whatever stars aligned to make it such a positive one for me in what has been a year of incredible ups and downs.

Thanks.

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8 Moments That Show You Why Art Don’t Sleep in LA

“A.N.G.E.L.”Miguel Atwood-Ferguson w/ 60 Piece Orchestra, Angel (feat. Dwele) 

What you know about The Beat Junkies? The Mayan Theatre? Andrew Lojero? Carlos Niño? The Gaslamp Killer? J.Rocc? That Syndromes Mixtape? Multiculti LA? And the incredible Miguel Atwood-Ferguson?

Those that do be knowin’ congregated at what counts as church for us this past Sunday night and we were elevated… 

(note that instagram isn’t very kind to their video and don’t show play buttons. Some of these are playable. click!) 

My favorite song. And if you’re paying attention, you can see my head nodding. 

This is a moment so nice, you need to see it twice… 

In LA, art don’t sleep. And we’re forever grateful.

Great Pics of The XX at the Hollywood Bowl Not Taken By Me

“And every day I’m learning about you. The things that no one else sees.”The xx, Angels

The xx, along with The Chromatics and Austra (who we didn’t make it in time to see), played at The Hollywood Bowl this past Sunday. We got to our pretty solid seats in the terrace section right before The Chromatics went on.  The Chromatics are very enjoyable but the Bowl is an odd place to hear shoegaze-y, head-noddy, synthpop. Should we all be swaying back and forth in our seats or eating our fried chicken and drinking wine from our picnic baskets?

I said as much before The xx hit the stage. I might have even suggested this was my last time coming to the bowl for this kind of non-orchestral, non-spectacle show. And then Romy, Oliver, and Jamie came out and amazed for over an hour. Pretty spectacular what two kids on guitars and an electronic music guru can do to make great use of an enormous stage and entertain with the power of their performance. 

And then the Hollywood Bowl Orchestra joined them and took it higher.  

Anyway, I took terrible pictures that I didn’t post to instagram but other people took much better pics. Here are some of them: 

That last pic is from Ray who graciously allowed me to buy his good seats at a fair price when he found himself with even better ones. Thanks Ray! 

And thanks The xx

The Story of Yay (or why I’ve stuck with Flickr)

“My heart will never feel, will never see, will never know.”Grimes, Genesis

Seriously, YAY!!!! for Yay Flags

One of the things that I’m most proud of from the last 5 years is that, for a time, I was the #3 result for the word “yay” in google image search. I’m down around #8 now but it’s still my own little piece of recent internet ephemeral fame. The story of that picture is one thing but the story of how it became so highly ranked is pretty straightforward. Flickr makes images easy to find. Someone that I don’t know was looking for a “yay” picture to go with an article and found it (either through flickr or their own googling) and…magic.

They had every right to use my photo. I use a Creative Commons license on Flickr that allows for non-commercial usage with attribution. I suppose I could quibble if the site is ad supported but I was able to make these decisions about my pictures. I can make it on an individual basis. I can share my photos as widely as I choose. Be that one other person or the world. I pay for the privilege. I’ve done so for many years now.

The conversation around Instagram and their Privacy Policy/Terms of Use changes the past few days ties nicely in with Anil Dash’s post from last week about the web we lost. I remember when the Flickr community participated actively in helping to form and re-form the policies around the service that still persist today. I remember the many heady conversations and points of view and how it felt, even if it wasn’t necessarily the case, that the whole community was engaged and invested in the outcome. That the instagram community has reacted similarly seems like a throwback to that time.

That may just be what’s in my field of vision, though. Unlike on Flickr, I struggle to make sense of the broader community on Instagram (probably because there isn’t a meaningful web experience) so who knows if the masses actually care. It was a reminder, though, that Flickr does care.

And pretty much all of the moments of the last decade that I care about that were lucky enough to be captured in an image (still or moving) are on that old photo service.

Like nerdwedding11.

And SXSW.

And the Yay Flag Opening Ceremony.

See you around the old neighborhood.