Talking, teaching, documenting. Using mobile tools, consulting & running workshops on digital storytelling..
The future of Audioboo is uncertain. Like most online spaces. But Audioboo isn’t like most online spaces. This page of blurted sentiment and opinion will probably seem a bit much to some. Perhaps I’m over reacting because something I deeply care about is threatened. I first blogged about Audioboo four years ago, not long after it’s launch. I […]
Listen! Firstly I have to thank the soundsmith @MCFontaine for sending me this mashup created from a few of my audio recordings on Audioboo. I love what he has done and am inspired to one day.. perhaps.. trawl through the (aprox) 83 hours of Audioboo’s I’ve done in the last two years. Prior to finding the Audioboo iPhone […]
I’d love to have taken the time to have written my thanks to Bill Cammack regarding his job as editor on the recent UNHCR Podcast I have been working on but now I have seen his blogging skills in full swing.. I am glad i stuck with a brief video and didn’t embarrass myself. [Seesmic […]
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I wish..
I’ll use this image to link to when mentioning a service or platform I’d really like but is not yet invented.
There is mystery in her gaze. I never know what she’s thinking. She’s two and a half going on thirteen. Funny, curious, chatty.
I have no recollection of that age. I once saw some over saturated cine film, shot on a Welsh farm. Dungarees peeled down, I was peeing on a beehive.
My first memory resides six months later at three years old.
There are few witnesses left to tell me about that time.
My daughter will to be able to look back at a trail of digital breadcrumbs. Audio, video, photos, text. She’ll certainly get a glimpse of who she was. But there will always be mystery.
