We’re in the city that the bikes suggest. Drove here yesterday, now staying in a beautiful house that even would be great if we had to quarantine. Except for getting groceries of course. No isolation is needed though. We used a test to get into the country (having stood in a traffic jam to cross the border like it was 1995, or 1996 in the case of the Danish-German border), and got another test within a day of arrival. From now on our jabs are qualification enough to move around among the Danes, it was just not quite the two weeks since the last jab which counts as fully vaccinated and needed to get into the Dane mark without testing.

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This is how we rolled today, Y having the luxury of being driven around (E has the better pics). And how I found out that cycling to the Copenhagen suburbs goes uphill in unexpected ways for my Dutch cycling legs. The G maps tell me there’s some 32 meters of height difference between our home and the water in the harbour we visited today. Our own home in NL is 2 meters above the water. Which is better than the up to minus 7m that areas towards the coast have (meaning in many places you’d cycle down from the sea shore, not up like today)

It’s great to travel with the 3 of us again. We’re good at it. I didn’t allow myself to miss travel the past 16 months, but I enjoyed the long drive and I am very much enjoying we’re here now.

Ever since I was a child in primary school, my mental image of a year has been that of a circle, with January and December at the bottom, and July and August at the top (you’ll notice that this means the months aren’t evenly spaced around the circle in my mental image, spring takes up less of the circle than the fall. It’s a mental image, not a precise graph, likely influenced by my childhood sense of the endlessness of summers, and the long period of darkening days of fall and winter).


My mental image of a year ever since childhood

This Monday I completed a full circle around that image: I’ve been reading my own blog posts from previous years on each day, to see which of those I can take an idea or notion from to convert into a note in my digital garden (named ‘Garden of the Forking Paths‘). Peter has been going around the circle with me I read today (which in turn prompted me to write this), starting from my posting about it last year. He’s been reading his old blogposts every day, not just to reread but also to repair links, bring home images to self-host, clean up lay-out etc. I’m sure I am and have been my own blog’s most avid reader ever since I started writing in this space 19 years ago, and like Peter had been using my ‘on this day’ widget to repair old blog posts since I added the widget in early 2019.

Now I’ve come full circle on reading those blogposts for a year to mine them for their ideas and notions. The next cycle until the summer of 2022 I am adding a layer.

I will of course be making another round through my own blogposts like I did before. Because sometimes I missed a day, I haven’t repaired all of them each day, and I may take new meaning from them the next time I read them.
The layer I’m adding is also reviewing the personal notes I made on this day last year. This concerns the daily notes I make (a habit I started in April 2020), the other notes I’ve created on a certain date (work notes, ideas, travel etc), and indeed the blog posts I converted to notes dated on this day last year.

I see Frank has also picked up on Peter’s posting, and is embarking on a year of reading his own daily postings as well. Like Frank, I have never blogged on this day of the year since this blog started. And like for his blog, that has now changed.

Going in circles… I suspect life is circles, not turtles, all the way down. At least when you get a bit older that is.

painting framed

The painting on the left I gave myself as a present at the end of December. The title is City Lights, and I like the explosion of color, and patterning in rectangles and triangles. It’s made by Hungarian artist Pető Csenge, and I bought it from her directly. It was unframed and to get it framed I had to wait for the framer to be open again after the lifting of some of the lock down measures. A little over a week ago I went and selected a dark blue frame, and picked the framed painting up last Saturday. It now hangs on my home office wall, and I like the result, also in combination with the photo next to it, that echoes the color scheme and division in different squares.

From April 2004 to February 2008 I kept a photo blog on this domain, but in a different folder from my main blog. In those years I wanted every ‘stream’ of content I created to be separate from each other. These days I prefer having everything in one place, at most separated by category. That old photo blog got lost at some point, the folder deleted on my server. Luckily the Internet Archive* has kept a copy of all of it. Thanks to that, I am now able to grab those old postings, and re-add them back into my blog archive. I’m adding those old postings to my ‘Flashes’ category, the current photo stream in this blog. Tonight I added the 2004 entries. Those images are interesting to me also because they have no copy in my Flickr photo archive, as I started using Flickr in April 2005.

My photo blog was called ‘Sensory Input’ and it seems I posted in bursts mostly. The banner looked like shown above. Those child’s eyes are mine, from this photo when I was about 2 years old. From my childhood I don’t much like most of the photos that exist of me, I hardly recognise myself in them. But this one I find striking, and instantly recognisable, because of those eyes.

Going through the images I posted back then, for nearly all of them I can understand why 2004-me posted them. And now they’re back. Even if the aesthetics of the old lay-out, the image and the caption next to it and nothing else, suits the images better than the current colorful two-column set-up.

the lay-out of Sensory Input 2004-2008

It also came with a calendar view of thumbnail images.

You can view the old images by going back in time in the ‘Flashes‘ category, but I also have added them to their own ‘Sensory Input’ category for easy retrieval. I’ll add the years 2005-2008 in the coming days ([UPDATE: completed May 9th]).

*I am supporting the Internet Archive with a monthly donation. If you care about such things, may I suggest you consider doing the same?

It’s odd to see how conspiracy fantasies, suspect sources, disinformation and deliberate emotionally provocative or even antagonistic wording are on the rise on my LinkedIn timeline.

I first encountered a QAnon account in a comments section last August, but that person was still many steps away in my network. Now I see things popping up from direct connections and their connections. I had assumed that LinkedIn being tied to your professional reputation would go a long way to prevent such things, but apparently not any longer. In some instances, it’s almost as if people don’t realise they’re doing it, a boiling-a-frog effect of sorts.

One person being called out for some under-informed reactionary content by pointing out that their employer has the capabilities and resources to prove them wrong even responded “leave my employer out of it”. That’s not really possible though, as your employer is in your by-line and accompanies your avatar with every post and comment you make. Seven months after first encountering something like that on my LinkedIn timeline it is now a daily part of my timeline, and all coming from my Dutch network and their connections.

LinkedIn is starting to feel as icky as Facebook did three years ago. Makes me wonder how long LinkedIn will remain a viable tool. I don’t think I will be spending much or any attention on my timeline moving forward, until the moment LinkedIn is as much a failed social platform as others and it’s time to let go of it completely. That doesn’t mean disengaging with the people in my network obviously, but it is not at all my responsibility to help LinkedIn reach a certain level of quality of discourse by trying to counteract the muck. I was an early user of LinkedIn (nr. 8730, look at the source of your profile page and search it for ‘member:’ to find your number) in the spring of 2003, I know there’s already a trickle of people leaving the platform, and I wonder when (not if) I’ll fully join them.