Big black box

Big black box

I generally work on an uber light silver sliver: I love the MacBook Air’s near ethereality. I feel that I can say this without excessive Apple prejudice or designer vanity, having worked most of my independent professional life on a souped up Dell Inspiron. The Dell is now a second modest hard drive – a crazy heavy, ridiculously expensive (in hindsight) work horse of a machine that lasted me seven years – nearly unheard of in the world of laptops these days. Yes she’s got vertical lines decorating her monitor; I can no longer count the lines, nor the number of keys missing, nor the vagaries of her operating system. But she was my assistant in producing some incredible work: the logos, brochures and websites that sprung from her engine were not inferior despite her bulk.

I am a firm believer in approaching computers as tools, albeit complex and at times puzzling. But it is your own mind that should bend the computer to its will, and not vice versa. This belief, a love of teaching, and happenstance  (synchronicity? But I digress…) has led me to teach remedial computer skills at the College of the Rockies this semester, under the auspices of the Targeted Initiative for Older Workers. I will use this space occasionally to jot down (tap out!) my observations about life, learning, technology and how much I am learning, as I endeavour to help an eclectic group of older students “own” their virtual space.