I was told recently by a lacemaker that you don't need patience when you are working on something that you love. We have a working relationship at the moment, this newfangled device and I, but there is no love. This is telling of my desire to know, but perhaps my frustration with computer and internet technologies as communicative media. I've taken design courses many times. I've spent hundreds of hours in Photoshop and Illustrator and spent the past year dabbling in InDesign. I'm not computer illiterate. On the contrary, I would argue that I have an unusual balance of high tech and low tech knowledge. The one thing I never learned was this whole internet-website-html thingy.
I don't like being forced to make decisions when there are a million different options, and if I could only tell this blasted glowing robot what I wanted my blog to look like, then I feel that I would be satisfied. It's worse than Greek to me because in fact I have several Greek friends who are teaching me both useful and inappropriate words and phrases. So, at least I have that. This, on the other hand, is computer speak and although I have a genius for a brother who could probably dream in code and taught me the superficial ins and outs of the PC world, I still know squat about website design. So this, in parting, is the obligatory "I'm going to start earnestly attempting to work on this thing." I was once a monkey swinging in the trees, and now I'm banging on the keyboard. Let's see if I can make some sense of this, just don't expect Shakespeare. Here goes.
