OpenIR makes public infrared satellite data accessible and understandable in web geo-browsers, revealing the environment in a whole new light. 2. How will your project make data more useful? [50 words]
While much infrared satellite data is free, it’s…
This is my start-up that I’m working on this summer! We’re working towards democratizing infrared satellite imagery so that information such as pollution, volcanic activity, landslides, earthquakes, etc, can be predicted, acted on, and responded to in a timely manner. The information has huge amounts of potential and can be used for so many everyday activities as well!
We’ve won a couple of competitions so far, but we’ve entered the Knights News Challenge to get more funding. I’d really appreciate it if you guys reblogged or liked this post, and spread the word to help us win :)
Another email from CRON (the computing people @ MIT architecture); this one not so whimsical
we’ve spoken to you, emailed you, regaled you, cursed you, begged ya on our knees! and yet many students still insist on sending multiple page plots to the plotters in violation of every policy, request and decency.
so: for those plotting multipage documents, you will be BILLED AT $2.50 SQ. FT. for all the pages plotted. ($2.50/sq.ft is a standard price in most architecture schools.)
for example: 1. you send a 3 page document to the plotter, each 3’x10’, thinking you save $7.00 by only paying for the first of the plots ($3.50). 2. we bust you, and charge you 3 x [3’ x 10’] x $2.50 = $225.
“It is infinitely more distasteful for a professional female model to say, “I’m beautiful” than it is for a professional male athlete to say, “I’m the best in the game.” But nothing is more offensive than a woman saying, “I’m rich.”— Charlotte Shane, “The Ways We Don’t Talk About Wealth,” The New Inquiry (via thenewinquiry)
“The men’s game has become a particular soap opera, with, including Federer, three recurring characters at the top, one getting the upper hand on the others then falling behind. It’s sports-watching made into tragic drama, even when the rain gets in the way.”—French Open: Overcoming Djokovic, The New Yorker
I’m standing in front of my presentation boards, trying to string keywords into sentences, concepts into arguments, proto-architectural ideas into a proposal for a functional school building. As soon as I started speaking, my sentences were already loopy, my hand wavering between various diagrams I can point to. The panel of jurors judging our architecture studio mid-reviews sat three feet in front of me and I can already tell they’ve stopped taking in the words that are coming out of my mouth.
Before I knew it, my mouth had stopped moving. It’s their turn now.