Here she is last night, at the post-rehearsal reception, in one of San Francisco’s premiere Tiki Bars, Pagan Idol on Bush.
It seems only yesterday when she wrote me a note: “Tita, I’m accepting Stanford because of you.”
Posting for Debbie Smyth’s Six-Word Saturday Challenge.
The theme for today’s One Word Sunday is CONCRETE.
Castro Street, Mountain View:
Skateboard locks outside Green Library, Stanford campus
Middlefield corner Jefferson, Redwood City Annual Fourth of July Parade
Thank you to Ragtag Daily Prompt Thursday for the Prompt: COLUMNS.
Self has been on a kind of nostalgia trip since beginning the Steve Jobs biography by Walter Isaacson. Today, she went back to her old stomping grounds on the Stanford campus and took pictures of anything that could pass for a column. She went to Hoover Tower and saw an exhibit on the Cold War. She photographed the covered walkway in the School of Education. She photographed a skateboard rack. She photographed the Clock Tower, a favorite meeting place for self and her friends.
This book is incredible. It keeps dredging up memories of self’s young adulthood, that season of first-coming-to-the-States and being a grad student at Stanford (two nieces followed in self’s footsteps, hurrah), but it also explains why the big building on *that* side of the Stanford campus is called Terman. That’s what all the students called it: Terman. Not Terman Engineering, not the Terman Building. Just TERMAN.
In a move that would help transform the area into the cradle of the tech revolution, Stanford University’s dean of engineering, Frederick Terman, created a seven-hundred-acre industrial park on university land for private companies that could commercialize the ideas of his students.
— Steve Jobs, Chapter One: Childhood
Doing these challenges are so much fun. Self very much enjoyed the intensity of Cee’s yellow and purple gallery!
Here is her own gallery: photos with YELLOW and PURPLE.
The big yellow YO is in front of the Cantor Art Center on the Stanford University Campus. The buttons were give-aways from the latest AWP Conference in Philadelphia. The daffodils are in the garden at River Mill, Co. Down, Northern Ireland.
The April 7 prompt is a color, one that self hasn’t sure she’s ever thought about: DARK VANILLA.
Nevertheless.
“We all need to stay alert to disinformation techniques. If you imagine that digital natives, those who grew up with the internet, are equipped to handle this environment, you are wrong. A Stanford study from 2016, which tested thousands’ of American students’ ability to spot fakery online, reported that young people’s ability to reason about the information on the Internet can be summed up in one word: bleak. In every case and at every level, we were taken aback by students’ lack of preparation. Some 82 percent of middle-school students could not tell a news story from an advertisement.
“The Swedes have developed teaching materials to educate kids about fake news, online propaganda and doctored imagery. Teenagers in Ukraine — perhaps the country most assaulted by propaganda trolls — are taking classes on media literacy to good effect: students who participated in a pilot programme were twice as alert to hate speech and 18 per cent better at spotting fake news. In Denmark, ‘Trolls in Your Feed’ is a publication for high-school kids, part of a push there against Russian disinformation. Classes, including cautionary study of false news reports, are working their way into school curricula in parts of the United States.”
This is self’s first’ share ever for Journeys with Johnbo’s Cellpic Sunday Challenge.
Today she was back on the Stanford campus. She dropped by the Anderson Collection (which she loves visiting, not least because of its setting, facing a grove of old oak trees).
Hard to believe this is the very heart of the campus.
It was a gorgeous Sunday afternoon. People were out jogging, biking, strolling.
Self is waaaaay behind but she’s still manfully posting. Someday she will catch up.
For this PPAC Challenge, self wanted to focus on outdoor art.
Stanford campus is full of outdoor art, but this one, in a grove of oak trees near the entrance to the Anderson Collection, really spoke to her.
Reaching Toward Warmer Suns by Kiyan Williams
This one’s just outside the de Young Museum café, in San Francisco’s Golden Gate Park. She doesn’t know who the artists are. An interview with the designer of the sculpture garden talks about the concept of the design, but not the individual artists whose works are pictured, which is a crying shame.
Finally, a little garden shed in a very wee garden store in Woodside. Self will just keep the name of the store to herself for now, but it’s been featured in Architectural Digest, and ever since then, it’s been impossible to find parking, unless you go right at store opening.
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