Winter 2006. I think I had just gone through a fit of reorganization. Melancholy.

Spring 2007. Slightly more cluttered, reaching the end of college.

From my notes:
As I reorganize I rearticulate my space, my self. I dump everything out onto the desktop and then send the files to different folders. It's a process of evisceration followed by containment. Many of my creative processes follow this model. I create on a large scale, then rework the raw materials into something that makes sense to other people. When working with a desktop I create a datacloud in which the background image is central, visually and conceptually.Taken today:

I am currently researching automation of desktop screenshots in Ubuntu/Gnome. I don't know whose leg that is.
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You didn't have to blur my name. :)
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