A Cold but Sunny Stroll
We took a walk on Kitsilano Beach today. After all, we couldn’t let this sunshine go to waste. However, the wind had other ideas. It was very chilly, reminding us that despite the fact that it is spring and all of the trees are blooming (and the city is showing some of its most gorgeous aspects), it’s still early spring, and we are, after all, in Canada, not Fort Lauderdale or Puerto Vallarta. I did bring the camera, though, and we even documented another brush with a Bald Eagle. The large bird even roosted for quite a while on a boat (called ‘Free to Roam’, of all things) in the False Creek Marina, where crows seemed to treat it with no respect whatsoever.
Interesting Items Back on Mass. Ave.
I sometimes read the blog infosthetics (meaning Information Aesthetics) for my other blog, drucker.ca, because I often deal with some of the same issues and subjects (visualization, information architecture, infographics, etc.)
A couple of days ago, however, they made note of a very odd piece of performance art that’s located at a spot that I often went by for about 15 years. It seems in front of MIT Building 1 (the one with the columns out front), on Mass Ave. in Cambridge, an artist named Leonardo Bonanni posted something that looked like a bus schedule. Except it’s not a bus schedule: It’s a “framed piece of paper listing the latest results on untimely deaths/suicides at MIT university.”
It looks like Mr. Bonanni has been busy. He’s a 1st Year PhD Student in the Tangible Media Group at the Media Lab, and was recently a finalist for the Kendall Square Interactive Design Competition, which appears to have been sponsored by Lyme Properties, the developer who build many of the Biotech Powerhouses that now dominate so much of East Cambridge.
Here’s a video of his proposal.
Kind of cool. Looks like the receiver of the very public cell phone text message on a huge text crawl was in a room at the Marriot, as far as I can tell from the animation. Many other projects of his are hosted by the Media Lab’s site.
It’s too bad that our paths never crossed while I was living so close by. I would have liked to met him.