The sense that one has become the instrument of invention is so satisfying that I find it truly stupefying that anyone would claim that artists are motivated to create primarily by the money they might get from such miracles. Not to say they shouldn’t be paid. Paying them provides them with more time and liberty to channel art. But it’s a rare artist who’s in it for the money. A real artist creates because he has no choice. He is pressed into the involuntary service of art, and thereby, humanity.
Between all the screwed up plans and schedules, Life happens.
I have been using my phone caseless for the past few days. I don’t remember the last time I appreciated the design of these devices this much. I am convinced now that the cases kill the uniqueness, the identity of the devices.
“What’s the ONE thing I can do / such that by doing it / everything else will be easier or unnecessary?”
Hmmm. Profound. Makes me think.
I remember I had tried Typora once as a Markdown editor, and I was impressed even then. I got to know today that it’s available on Linux too. The feature set looks promising. I will give it a try, with Atom no longer an option.
Logging in at early mornings at office, busy throughout the day and exhausted in the evenings. The days haven’t been allowing me any time to ponder. Things don’t look to be changing at least for a few weeks next. Sigh!
There are places where even a sky crowded with clouds is lot cleaner than what you are used to seeing. Visited one such place. Calm!
I always love the shades that setting sun colors the sky with! ๐
I know that these are three related terms with their own individual meanings, but I need a reminder occasionally. Meteoroids, Meteor and Meteorites.
I liked Atom on Ubuntu, it was a nice markdown editor. So, it was sad to read Github is archiving this project. Now, I need to start searching for another one.