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Six motivations for collecting Analogue Skills

Today I thought I’d share some of my motivations for the Analogue Skills project.  1 – An engineer’s fascination I am not anti-technology. I’m an engineer. I’m fascinated…

Analogue Skill 003: Watch the clouds – streaming now

Watch the clouds. Streaming now. Telling a story of past, present and future. Of up there and down here. If you also live on the lump of rock…

What is real-world search in a digital world?

What is real-world search, and why might it serve us in the digital world? The promise of a fully connected, digital paradigm is access to all the world’s…

Analogue Skill 002: Remember some phone numbers

Your loved ones. Your best friends. Your colleagues. Could you call them if you needed to?  — This skill is an enabler for leaving the house with your…

More lanes = more cars. More apps = more things to do?

Deleting apps and leaving your phone at home could be analogous to dismantling urban highways. I read earlier this week about the research that established a direct link…

Analogue Skill 001: Buy tickets at the station

Go to the station. Stand in the queue. Look at all the people and wonder where they are going. See leaflets in the rack for places you hadn’t…

Connection with nature through drawing

I drew this ash tree at Hazel Hill Wood last weekend. Though it rises opposite a bench where I like to have a morning coffee, I have never…

Farewell Beethoven

Off-topic, but I feel we rarely capture and talk about moments of grief. Between facilitation sessions today I listened to the final episode of Radio 3’s year-long Composer…

Creative inspiration from December

A new month, new good intentions. Just like when I started a new exercise book at school, when I would commit to being extra neat (and then forgetting…

Creating contours in the flat landscape of lockdown

In the midst of lockdown we have created a new household tradition that brings a highlight to the week. On Saturday nights we dress for dinner, enjoy our…