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2000-11-25 08:32 Ya know, one of the things I had not forseen with this paradigm shift was the true implication of non-linearity in terms of documenting one's life as it happens. In 1991, I met Patrick Stewart, and recorded the event on the palmtop computer I carried everywhere with me at the time. In 1993, I turned that entry into a Web page along with the photograph of him and me taken at the time of the event. In 1998, I added a link to the Mother-of-All Patrick Stewart Web sites, and a few others that did not exist in 1993.
The last change to this page was made on 1996-05-13, when I created a "boiler plate" page with an anchor for the photograph, the previous and next pages, and a simple <yackity-yack> place-holder for text to be added later. Well, it's been over four years, and I'm just getting back to it.
The reason why I'm making this update on this particular Saturday morning is because I have been using this page as part of my testing and demo for a project at work. For the last three months, I have been programming bots for ActiveWorlds.com, Inc., and my lastest creation manages multiple billboards, each of which has a display list of images and URLs to be cycled through at individually programmed intervals. For example, one billboard might have four images that are displayed for 15, 30, 15, and 60 minutes respectively, giving it a two hour cycle before it starts to repeat, while another billboard in the same area might have six images that display in a five hour cycle.
For testing, I had one of the billboards using images and pages from my Revell 1:144 scale model kits site, another one used some from my Gallery of Posterizations, and another one used A Wall of Pictures, which contains this page.
Sooo ... after looking at this page (and others) several times a day for the past few days and seeing just the <yackity-yack> for an explanation, I decided that after four years, I really should flesh it out. Then I realized I couldn't remember how long it had been since I made a journal entry, and this seemed as good a time as any. :-)
And now back to our narrative, already in progress ...
This guy was the Art Therapist at a place in Baltimore where I stayed for a while between high school and college. ("Beyond that deponent sayeth nought.") They had a darkroom that no one had used for several years, so it became mine for my Art Therapy. I even managed to get money out of them for supplies to do my main project ... portraits of the staff to be hung in the main office of the Art Therapy department.
His name was Karl Metzler (Metzger?), and had been a "working artist" before he got into Art Therapy, so his comments about my work carried more weight with me than anyone else on the staff. We got to develop a good personal relationship, and I even visited his home and met his family. I took to his teenaged daughter like the younger sister I never had, and even accompanied her and some of her friends on an over-night trip to Ocean City, MD, where we slept on the beach under the stars.
Anywho, I believe that this is the one that hung in the office for so many years after I left, but I have another one of him from the same shoot that was also on the Wall.
2001-03-03 13:42 Last month I got an e-mail from Karl's son, Erik.
Last update: 2001-03-03 by Dennette@WiZ-WORX.com
<Who is this "Dennette" person?>