Arach Tchoupani

Some links and some thoughts

Rebranding Carrots as Junk Food - Package Design Blog

Yeah. I've been saying for a minute that fruits are way more awesome than chips. Chips are just so convenient. No washing, preparing.

What I want is a fruit shop: self serve fresh fruits, washed and ready to eat...

Have a great long week-end!

kung fu grippe — Color, Photos, and One Fuzzy Little Boy in a Field

In this vein, I may never turn up anything quite as jaw-dropping as the brilliant color images of early-1900s Russia that were made by Prokudin-Gorskii. I mean, those are like a portal into a world where we look like the monochrome simpletons—because those Russians look like they were living in fricking Oz.

I’m also frequently taken aback by color photos of World War II—they make the soldiers look like people you might see at the coffee shop tomorrow.

And, as I sit here, something really gets me about a photo I ran across last night on wikipedia. It’s a 1941 color photo of Georgia sharecroppers working a rented cotton field.

World Press Photo: coups de coeur de nos photographes | NIGHTLIFE.CA

Kent Klich, Suède

Le défi du photojournalisme, c’est de rendre compte d’une réalité avec esthétisme. Cette image d’un salon dont le plafond a été percé par l’obus d’un tank propose un équilibre parfait entre information brute et poésie visuelle. L’image est à la fois très narrative – le mobilier, les objets oubliés et bien sûr le trou au plafond parlent énormément – et esthétiquement irréprochable : une superbe frontale, symétrie brisée par le poste télé, point d’intérêt centré et relativement subtil. – Marco Campanozzi

Sal Khan: Bill Gates' favorite teacher - Aug. 24, 2010

Ruminating on what he called the "mind-blowing misallocation" of resources away from education, Gates touted the "unbelievable" 10- to 15-minute Khan Academy tutorials "I've been using with my kids." With admiration and surprise, the world's second-richest person noted that Khan "was a hedge fund guy making lots of money." Now, Gates said, "I'd say we've moved about 160 IQ points from the hedge fund category to the teaching-many-people-in-a-leveraged-way category. It was a good day his wife let him quit his job.

If Historical Events had Facebook Statuses | Cool Material (via @ara_p)

New York Nightowls

I’ve found a home of us. Us the late night, social workaholics, creative beings who tire of the Starbucks scene or lonely home office.

You want to go out but you have two hundred projects to work on. Then a group has been formed just for you! NY Nightowls (http://nynightowls.com) is a group of young designers. business owners, bloggers, etc that come together weekly in Lower Manhattan to chat, blog, design, and whatnot over beer/wine, water, coffee, and red bull from 9p.m. to 3 a.m. in a green open space work loft.

Get out your laptop (there’s free wifi), pull up a seat and either work in silence or be one of the “cool kids” at the end of the work stations sitting on bean bag chairs talking about everything business and with lots of social media advice.

The group inspires my late night work energy and even though I’m one of the silent clan typing away on my laptop I’m glad to have a place to focus and feed my creative need to be around people even if I never utter a word to any of the other nightowls.

Interesting

Incredible pictures from The Big Picture: Russia in color, a century ago - The Big Picture

I find it fascinating to see old color pictures: Go to the link, there are many pictures there.

"But Yahoo treated programming as a commodity." - Paul Graham's latest essay: What Happened to Yahoo

The worst consequence of trying to be a media company was that they didn't take programming seriously enough. Microsoft (back in the day), Google, and Facebook have all had hacker-centric cultures. But Yahoo treated programming as a commodity. At Yahoo, user-facing software was controlled by product managers and designers. The job of programmers was just to take the work of the product managers and designers the final step, by translating it into code.