Urgle. "Just draw it." Aimee'. Cartoons.
Feb. 19th, 2004 11:17 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
elfsGrowl. I tossed and turned for three hours last night, not actually getting to sleep until 1 a.m. or so, and then I spent the rest of the night dreaming in code. Not good code, mind you.
It is a tenant of web developers, perhaps less rigid today than in 1997, that "Photoshop is not a web development tool!" The reason behind this tenant is simple, and tragic: in 1997, clients would come to developers with a photoshopped picture of what they wanted the website to look like, the developers would strive like Hercules to make it so, the limitation of HTML would make that development impossible, and the client would get pissed off and renege on the contract. So developers got smart: no more photoshop for layouts and they, not the client, would do the prototyping to get buyoff.
I hate this part of my job. I'm not a good artist by any stretch, and now my boss wants me to "do it in photoshop, show us what you want the system to do for the next rev. I don't want to see you running anything except photoshop for the rest of the week."
And a photoshopped image doesn't do anything. It doesn't show the liveliness of the system, the intense use of dymanic screen real estate, the ease-of-tranformation or any of the accessibility issues that the text document. It just sits there. And it is with these that I must get acceptance to do a new rev.
There are two kinds of people in the world: the literate and the visual. Those who watch TV, and those who read. While I do both, it is in reading that I get the most pleasure. Linux is the OS of the literate-- one must be able to read, and write, and think complex thoughts, to get it off the ground. Not so true anymore, but it was never true of Windows and Macintosh-- those are for the TV generation, who just want to watch the show. I can write specifications and write code that creates the imagery and functionality I want, but when I'm asked to "just draw it, it'll be faster--"
Bleah.
On the other hand, I have written nearly 6110 words into chapter two of Aimee': The Bones of the Dragon, the second Aimee' novel. I'm aiming for 30,000 words with this one, so that's not technically a novel, but it's gonna be close. I'm retconning the universe a bit; Barraminum is the capital city of a five-century-old colony of the Empire of Cortane. This gives me room to make the universe more interesting; there's more stuff in it than the totally trad extruded fantasy product that was the first novel.
I finished the love scene in this chapter and then (speaking of television) pulled up the Teen Titans season 2 episode 5, Fear Itself on my laptop while I waited for the bus. Billions of dollars in hardware, millions of miles of cable, three billion CPUs performing a billion operations a second each, and my cadillac laptop tricked out with the latest and greatest drivers-- all to get caught up on a cartoon I missed the first time around.
It is a tenant of web developers, perhaps less rigid today than in 1997, that "Photoshop is not a web development tool!" The reason behind this tenant is simple, and tragic: in 1997, clients would come to developers with a photoshopped picture of what they wanted the website to look like, the developers would strive like Hercules to make it so, the limitation of HTML would make that development impossible, and the client would get pissed off and renege on the contract. So developers got smart: no more photoshop for layouts and they, not the client, would do the prototyping to get buyoff.
I hate this part of my job. I'm not a good artist by any stretch, and now my boss wants me to "do it in photoshop, show us what you want the system to do for the next rev. I don't want to see you running anything except photoshop for the rest of the week."
And a photoshopped image doesn't do anything. It doesn't show the liveliness of the system, the intense use of dymanic screen real estate, the ease-of-tranformation or any of the accessibility issues that the text document. It just sits there. And it is with these that I must get acceptance to do a new rev.
There are two kinds of people in the world: the literate and the visual. Those who watch TV, and those who read. While I do both, it is in reading that I get the most pleasure. Linux is the OS of the literate-- one must be able to read, and write, and think complex thoughts, to get it off the ground. Not so true anymore, but it was never true of Windows and Macintosh-- those are for the TV generation, who just want to watch the show. I can write specifications and write code that creates the imagery and functionality I want, but when I'm asked to "just draw it, it'll be faster--"
Bleah.
On the other hand, I have written nearly 6110 words into chapter two of Aimee': The Bones of the Dragon, the second Aimee' novel. I'm aiming for 30,000 words with this one, so that's not technically a novel, but it's gonna be close. I'm retconning the universe a bit; Barraminum is the capital city of a five-century-old colony of the Empire of Cortane. This gives me room to make the universe more interesting; there's more stuff in it than the totally trad extruded fantasy product that was the first novel.
I finished the love scene in this chapter and then (speaking of television) pulled up the Teen Titans season 2 episode 5, Fear Itself on my laptop while I waited for the bus. Billions of dollars in hardware, millions of miles of cable, three billion CPUs performing a billion operations a second each, and my cadillac laptop tricked out with the latest and greatest drivers-- all to get caught up on a cartoon I missed the first time around.
