Picasa is getting a run for its money

Install, Try, Keep or Dump.
That's the summary of what trying out software looks like.

Vista has its own Photo Gallery but I took on to try Live Photo Gallery which has some more extra feats, like photo stitching.
Now, isn't the posted picture just a treat? It's at the small Feringa lake "just" 40-60 mins by bike form my place. I used the stitching aid feature from my IXUS 70 and stitched it all together with a couple of mouse clicks in LPG.

Ever since I started seeing how much greener the grass was on the other side of Picasa, I have been finding it easier to do the easy stuff (with LPG):

• import pictures from the memory cards (LivePG kicks serious ass here)
  
• rotate/improve some of them
• crop/resize for misc usage

Let's just say that I feel more and more a Mac user, getting that daily document/picture/music/video handling stuff sorted out quickly and without any (ie. much) hassle.

The only missing feature, uploading pictures to PicasaWeb.
The cool extra feature, uploading pictures to Flickr.


n.-

P.S.: been using ScribeFire to write the latest posts, still some bugs, but it's perfectly usable
P.P.S.: there's a new kid on the block, Pictomio (the name reminds me of the charming germano-italian insult "lecko mio"...)

after a little downtime

Berlin

Spending too much time at home in the undisciplined and brainless way I do can be so provocatively unproductive. I already knew that but really only noticed it on my way to Berlin.

After hosting those two brilliant girls living in that city, N&A, I accepted their invitation to spend some time 600km up north of mine, check out the start of the Berlin Contemporary Art Biannual and the city itself. The car share I found to ride up there was of prime quality, it felt like riding on a train (my favorite motorized travel mean), calmly sitting, had some leg space, people were not talking... well, it had all it needed to be a quiet and enjoyable ride. After a meditative two hour nap, I picked up my notebook, my camera and started writing, sketching and taking pictures just for the hell of it.


That was the crucial moment of enlightenment, it was just so damn cool and pleasant not to be distracted by TV, internet, e-mails...

Berlin... oh what a city! For a start, on the way into its center, I noticed how Munich, compared to it, is so small. I would like to express my impression of the city with (lots of) simple words, but it's quite hard, there's just so much to see, do and experience over there.

Tacheles, the most touristic squat (not sure if it is 100% a real one) where artists stay to create, express themselves, expose (and sell?). There are other similar and more underground places, the ones not everybody know about (and where tourists do NOT go to) and which I will have to check out another time. When N&A came to Munich, they asked if there was anything like that over here... I know there are (or singular, is...) but they're not as "open" as this one... in the end, the most direct answer would be: no, there is/are none!

That place is a revolution in the making but with a touch of civilization. Hell, there is a bar on the last floor with a view over the yard and the side wall of the nearby building where some movies/pictures are projected. Some of the exposed art pieces are plain and pure crap but there are some interesting items, people and projects blooming there.







Kreuzberg, the brilliant neighborhood. Susi lives there and I can now understand why. A CS meeting was held there on Friday - a great opportunity to meet the local community and the event organizers.

People of that neighborhood are so chilled, restaurants so good, prices quite low (compared to munich), streets so busy, night-life so active, bars so cool...

Gosh... might I be thinking about moving over there?:D:D:D






Who said walking a dog could not be interesting? Lemon, Susi's trusted white, coarse hair, barking partner loves a walk in the park. That dog is a little white alpha-bitch that just ignores every dog or human while walking and sniffing its way, posting some pee-mails to keep the messaging with the other canines up-to-date.

Dog breeds over there are as varied as the hats their owners wear! I am not bitching, but all I see over here in good old M to the u, n, i, c, h are Jack Russell Terriers (cool energetic dog) and Labradors (gentle family dog). I guess/know that this city is trendy in a very classical and boring way.



It is not a city devoid of problems. Going there from where I live makes my eyes and ears open themselves out wide. There are lots of punks but not all are problematic - in the end it is just an attitude, a way of living... but those living on the edge, extreme-right racists can be an issue. I was told that among punks, they can be spotted by their black army boots with white shoelaces. (Note: Punks are just an example community here) The most publicly official statement of that "danger" situation is a nice, large orange sticker on the front door of every tram - the first emergency entry I ever saw.
"We provide protection against racist attacks"



The second time I was in Berlin, we went to a cool italian restaurant and during the meal, this woman with a big package comes in , talks to the owner, takes her harp out of the bag and plays for the well-fed audience (I already wrote about this, didn't I?)
This time around, we went to the b-flat jazzbar, it was jam session night. While the musicians were playing, this guy in a white shirt and thin black tie, jumps on the stage and jam-tap-dances! Some sax players take a turn later on but they never topped the the tap-dancer's act (now quickly say those last words five times in a row...).

I learned a new expression about the city shortly before this travel, "Berliner Schnauze", entirely related to the local city people hospitality. The best verbal picture I could get: the butcher you know for the last two years, still treats you the same despicable way and despises you the same way he does everybody else. The best graphic picture I could put my digital Canon eye on:


For those shamefully not blessed with some vocabulary of this beautifully romantic and sensual germanic language, the sign gracefully reads: "Hey, for your money, you get: warm beer, cold coffee, shit schnaps, old sausage and a bad service, BUT, warm water to wash your hands". They might have a berlin snout, humor seems nonetheless to be definitely part of that expression.


I love cheap useful tricks

Today some friends and I went to Becks Cocoa (in Munich), a comfy and cool little bar specialized in... you got it, cocoa! All the year long, they supply on saturdays and sundays breakfast for free, only drinks have to be paid for - a brilliant concept if you ask me and my wallet:)

I am going to jump briefly to another item...
Recently, a (excellent) photographer friend of mine showed me the most useful camera DIY idea ever - a String Tripod.
As brilliant as my IXUS70 can be, it has no image stabilizer, plus, I hate to carry lots of stuff around (just like everybody else), this is a superb small gadget to have at reach - mainly now that my photographic self (not to mistake with my photogenic self) is blooming.

I am still looking for the fitting 1/4 inch screw and get started, but there I was at Cocoa, capturing some precious moments without it (life still goes on, right...), but still really eager to prooftest the accessory. You know what? It was actually very simple to test the string stabilizer technique, I just held the camera up and with my left hand, pulled the wrist strap down. This causes tension in 2 directions: one down with the strap and the other one holding the camera, up... which actually stabilizes the image pretty well. There you go... TADAAA!!!!

Other than that super simple easy-does-it tip, there are alternative ways to stabilize that picture, I tried one and it looks like I managed to make it happen... it does require quite some mental effort, just check out that needle hitting the red-line on the brainpower-o-meter... yeah baby yeah...



saturday (night) cheers from the evil hypnotizing Dr. No...

n.-

(healthy) time wasting as my doctor said

Images
Wow, this fellow sure applies some effort to his creations. http://www.chris-anthony.com/

Music
I am a member for a short time and still in the slow charming process of Last.Fm. Not tired of sharing online a whole wealth of shit and (shitty) oppinions on stuff (facebook, blog, forums, etc...), this platform allows me to share:

• my taste, by specifically choosing songs;
• my listening habits, by letting iTunes, WMP and XBMC put in the "Recently Played" category the songs they play.

Tonight, after handling some burocracy at home while listening to some Kanye West (Flashing Lights is so yum...), 50cent and DJ Danger Mouse, I started the (Last.Fm) console, right-clicked on the first of my Neighbors and choose to play her radio...

Maaaan, I haven't heard Mew in so long, then comes Klaxons, digitalism... wow, this listener is cool.... then some unknown names show up, Tiger Lou (Sweden), Shiny Toy Guns (US), Plain White T's (US)...

This reminds me of the times of my search for music when I knew nobody that liked what I did. Back then I used a prog that would almost randomly propose me some stuff and that was when I listened to Fela Kuti, Louise Attaque and others I can't remember... audio-grabber... -scrobbler... -something... yeah, I think it was something like that...

Oh, juuuust great! By listening to Burning from The Whitest Boy Alive I noticed I just took it mistaken for a Kings of Convenience song for a little while now. As I listen to Radar at work (details posted here) and they don't display what they play, this kind of correction's pretty welcome and let's admit it, I don't like to be mistaken for somebody else either... except if his surname is Pitt and has an amazon as a wife.

And now (still on Last.Fm) this...

... the sound quality is pretty shite but it still is the sound of unavoidable shaking...

Aaaarrgggh... I'm dying because I can't get off the hook... ENOUGH! I'll disconnect, just add some more characters, a couple of CRs and call it a day!

N.-