As a kid, I remember studying my CRT displays with a microscope. Each pixel that I could control with BASIC on my TRS-80 or Atari 800 or Commodore-64 was made up of tiny arrays of red, blue, and green dots that I could not control directly. There was one display mode of the Atari 800 that officially offered 4 colors — black, red, blue, and white. My brother and I noticed that the “white” dot triggered more green subdots or more red subdots depending on whether the x coordinate was even or odd, so if we placed the pixels carefully enough, we could turn this quirk into an exploitable feature, and squeeze an additional color out of a very limited pallete.
When viewing the artwork on the display for which it was designed, the eye supplies missing curves and a coherent topology; we could imagine a much more detailed Platonic ideal as the pure source of the image that our flickering CRTs displayed imperfectly. The perfect clarity of a modern display invites no such participatory co-creation.
Two years after the release of ChatGPT, it may not be surprising that creative work…
I both like and hate that Canvas tracks the number of unmarked assignments that await…
The complex geometry on this wedge building took me all weekend. The interior walls still…
My older siblings say they remember our mother sitting them down to watch a new…
I played hooky to go see Wild Robot this afternoon, so I went back to…