Call me old school but I like paper. I was a newspaper writer and a magazine editor and there was nothing like writing a story in the morning, watching the guys in the back paste up the waxed copy blocks and then heading to the press room and pulling a freshly printed newspaper from the end of the press. All smiles and smeared hands, I'd eagerly devour the other news and clip out my story. Gone are the days of writing a magazine article about holiday foods in July due to production schedules which required a several-month lead time to get 8 million copies printed.
Today, there is something to be said for the silver box that I cart around that's a portal to all the information that I need. I have to admit that I love my MacBook and iPhone and instant connectively to information. The question is how do we distinguish the truth, the objectivity in this world of megabytes instead of picas? Where are the Lou Grants of the internet? In the past I had Lenny Ingrassia and David Jordan as guides, both editors of entirely different publications who shepherded their staffs of writers and reporters and made us justify each word that would take up precious real estate in their publications.
The "Publish Post" button sits at the bottom of this page and its that easy to send these words out. With one click, I'll turn on to the computer age.
Unlimited Possibilities
Quilted piece I made that is about transformation. I took striped fabrics and cut them into triangles and then made squares.
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