SIGHTS

It’s… it’s growing a head!

This month would mark the silver anniversary of the day I first started learning what is now referred to as the Adobe Creative Cloud suite. These days, most kids have mastered Photoshop by the time they enter high school. But there used to be a quainter period of world history when one typically acquired such skills in a formal educational setting. Back when Illustrator’s startup screen (and overall branding) famously depicted The Birth of Venus

They’ve since replaced her with a new girl, who will most certainly never be as memorable as the original.

That period of history was so quaint that you could actually plunk down a one-time fixed sum for a program like Photoshop or Illustrator, which once paid would grant you unlimited use of the desired software ad infinitum until the day your computer retired to the great network in the sky. Good times, those were. Alas, those days are gone. Somewhere along the way, Adobe figured out that they could fleece even more money out of their loyal customers by renting their software as opposed to selling it. Now you can only download what amounts to a trial version (albeit a fully functional one with all the bells and whistles) that expires after a certain length of time. In order to continue using the software when that time runs out, those guys in San Jose demand you pay them for more time. Which also eventually runs out.

One of these days, we’ll figure out a way to freeze time. But until then, I decided to rent Illustrator for a month or two to work on some new visual concepts…


The Bullhorn of SILVER BROWN

The Convenient Overview of SILVER BROWN

For the benefit and convenience of those folks who surf the web primarily via smartphone, I present this hypertext version of the main menu of this website. Now you can see an overview of all the sections right under your nose and don’t have to tap on diddly-squat. At least up until this blog post fades into obscurity.

Don’t get me wrong, those blooming smartphones that everybody and his grandma carries these days are handy as all shit. The Swiss Army knives of communication. I’d just never want to use one as my main workhorse. Did that for a few weeks after my previous laptop suddenly retired to the great network in the sky. There are certain specialized computing tasks that smartphones were simply not designed for, eventually leaving me with little choice but to cut my losses and mosey on down to Staples to pick up the current lady in my life, Black Betty…


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She’s so rock steady, bam-a-lam and she’s always ready.

SILVER BROWN: A Forwarpendix
Part I: The Introduction of SILVER BROWN
Part II: The Birth of SILVER BROWN
Part III: The Gist of SILVER BROWN
Part IV: The World of SILVER BROWN
Part V: The People of SILVER BROWN
Part VI: The Warring Factions of SILVER BROWN
Part VII: The Language of SILVER BROWN
Part VIII: The Dashing Prince of SILVER BROWN

SILVER BROWN: A Novel
Part IX: The Opening Chapters of SILVER BROWN
Part X: The Author of SILVER BROWN

SILVER BROWN: A Blog
Part XI: The Journey of SILVER BROWN
Part XII: The Soundtrack of SILVER BROWN
Part XIII: The Bullhorn of SILVER BROWN
Part XIV: The Green Grass of SILVER BROWN
Part XV: The Oddities of SILVER BROWN