<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812365975420798485</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:41:07.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Novel History</title><subtitle type='html'>Narrating the past in new ways</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vicky-tran.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812365975420798485/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vicky-tran.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Vicky Tran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12358146200220196500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F9ecQqU47eo/SMienCq-TnI/AAAAAAAAABw/_hcHxkkUiFk/S220/CSC_0136.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812365975420798485.post-7664891015254910403</id><published>2009-04-22T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T17:52:44.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning to Speak in Code</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F9ecQqU47eo/Se-_f_lMWOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/oDrFQnCxOEo/s1600-h/DSC_1417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327687440566868194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F9ecQqU47eo/Se-_f_lMWOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/oDrFQnCxOEo/s400/DSC_1417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“I hope somehow to be able to speak what Manan Ahmed calls "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chapatimystery.com/archives/univercity/the_polyglot_manifesto_i.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;future-ese&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;," to be able to learn (some of) the language of the programmer over the course of this year so that I can begin to "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chapatimystery.com/archives/univercity/the_polyglot_manifesto_ii.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;re-imagine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;", as Ahmed has exhorted, the old in new ways. I’m excited, if duly daunted, by the prospects.”&lt;/em&gt; ~ Quoted from my first blog &lt;a href="http://vicky-tran.blogspot.com/2008/09/preamble.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt;, 10 September 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;If I ever meet Manan Ahmed, whose &lt;a href="http://www.chapatimystery.com/archives/univercity/the_polyglot_manifesto_i.html"&gt;Polyglot Manifestos I&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.chapatimystery.com/archives/univercity/the_polyglot_manifesto_ii.html"&gt;II&lt;/a&gt; were two of the very first assigned readings for our Digital History class, I would let him know that, like any effective manifesto, his inspired me to take a certain course of action this year – to sign up for the role of Programmer for the digital exhibit that the class would be preparing on the work of Dr. William Harvey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incidentally, if I ever did meet Manan Ahmed, I would also casually let him know that I hold him entirely responsible for the sleepless nights I had, agonizing over the code for the program I was attempting to write for an interactive exhibit on Harvey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might add here that I knew as much about programming as I did about APIs and mashups prior to this year, which is to say, nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Accusatory) jesting aside, I’ve been reflecting on what it has been like to learn programming from scratch over the course of this school year. I was inspired, as mentioned, by Ahmed’s call for the historian to be more than simply a scholar submerged in past-ese without regard for how their studies might be made relevant to a modern audience (i.e. in present-ese) or how it might be re-imagined in the age of mass-digitization (i.e. in future-ese). How compelling was his call for historians to be “socially-engaged scholar[s],” how apt his challenge for us to become polyglots - master “togglers,” if you will, between past-ese, present-ese, and future-ese – apt especially to those of us with public history ambitions, who had entered the program interested in communicating the past to a general audience in new (i.e. digital) ways. [1]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“All that is required,” Ahmed wrote simply (alas, too simply), as a directive for historians willing to venture into the programmer’s world, “is to expand our reading a bit.” [2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my eight-month foray into programming, the words “all” and “a bit” in Ahmed’s above statement strike me as just a &lt;em&gt;tad&lt;/em&gt; bit understated. I agree that reading was certainly a major part of my process to learn how to program this year: I pored over, highlighted, marked up, and even wrote conversational notes to the authors of my text (such as the occasional “not clear!”). But I think Ahmed might have also mentioned that not only reading but practicing, experimenting, fumbling, failing, and, yes, even agonizing, are all part of the process of learning how to speak some of the programmer’s language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like immersion into any new language, programming has its own set of daunting rules to absorb; break any one of them and you won’t be understood – at all. The program simply won’t run. (I don’t know how many error messages I gnashed my teeth at.) As well, like any language, there is always more than one way to say the same thing - and some of them are more “logical,” “eloquent,” or just plain clearer than others; concision and verbosity, I’ve learned, apply equally in the programmer’s world as they do in the writer’s. (I’ve also observed that my tendency to be wordy applies equally too in the world of code. In fact, I was delighted to learn about the concept of iteration, where lines of repetitive code could be magically – well, okay, &lt;em&gt;mathematically&lt;/em&gt; – reduced to a few simple lines, using variables and a certain formula. If only paring down written text were so easy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, I found the immersion into the programmer’s language very challenging. It was challenging (and, I will admit, even harrowing at times) because not only was I trying to accumulate basic knowledge of the new language, I was also brainstorming ideas for an interactive exhibit on Harvey at the same time. In some ways, it felt like I was trying to devise a Shakespearean sonnet in Chinese or with the vocabulary of a second grader (which is pretty much the extent of my vocabulary in Chinese). All I could envision was something rudimentary at best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was challenging to design an exhibit as I was learning the new language simply because I did not know if the ideas that I or others had were actually possible, or, more precisely, would be actually possible &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;for me&lt;/span&gt; to learn how to do within the time limit. (I also discovered a humorous difference between the kinds of ideas thrown out by those in Programming versus those in non-Programming roles; the “anything is possible” optimism that technology seems to inspire was not so readily exhibited by those of us who had confronted, and would still have to confront, the befuddling intricacies of code.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all the challenges, uncertainties, and yes, even secret fears that the particular interactive exhibit I was working on might not come to fruition, things worked out. We hosted our Digital Exhibit on Harvey in early April; all programs functioned; no computers crashed (thank goodness). Looking back to September and my reasons for deciding to learn how to program, I think I am glad, after all, that Ahmed had made it sound so simple. With just a bit of reading, he had written coaxingly, the socially-conscious scholar will be well on his or her way to programming, to filling that gap between the public and the past, and between computer scientists and the future of history. If he had spelled out all the emotions one was apt to go through when learning how to program, I’d probably not have taken it on and thus have missed out on learning to speak a new language, on learning to speak in code.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] Manan Ahmed, "The Polyglot Manifesto I," Chapati Mystery, &lt;a href="http://www.chapatimystery.com/archives/univercity/the_polyglot_manifesto_i.html"&gt;http://www.chapatimystery.com/archives/univercity/the_polyglot_manifesto_i.html&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2] Manan Ahmed, "The Polyglot Manifesto II," Chapati Mystery, &lt;a href="http://www.chapatimystery.com/archives/univercity/the_polyglot_manifesto_ii.html"&gt;http://www.chapatimystery.com/archives/univercity/the_polyglot_manifesto_ii.html&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812365975420798485-7664891015254910403?l=vicky-tran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vicky-tran.blogspot.com/feeds/7664891015254910403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812365975420798485&amp;postID=7664891015254910403' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812365975420798485/posts/default/7664891015254910403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812365975420798485/posts/default/7664891015254910403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vicky-tran.blogspot.com/2009/04/learning-to-speak-in-code.html' title='Learning to Speak in Code'/><author><name>Vicky Tran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12358146200220196500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F9ecQqU47eo/SMienCq-TnI/AAAAAAAAABw/_hcHxkkUiFk/S220/CSC_0136.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F9ecQqU47eo/Se-_f_lMWOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/oDrFQnCxOEo/s72-c/DSC_1417.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812365975420798485.post-1854787067178458883</id><published>2009-04-02T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T12:06:40.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading the Landscape</title><content type='html'>This week’s Public History readings examine the relationship between history and the environment. Both &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Conard&lt;/span&gt;’s and David &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Glassberg&lt;/span&gt;’s articles mention a key idea that environmental historians take for granted: that there is nothing natural about “nature”, nothing inevitable about the way that physical landscapes have evolved over time. The presupposed dichotomy between the urban and the “wild”, between human beings, on the one hand, and the “natural” environment, on the other, is not so clear cut at all. Rather, as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Glassberg&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Conard&lt;/span&gt; show, individuals, communities, organizations, and governments have played an important (if at times unnoticed or unemphasized) role in shaping the physical landscape. [1]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both authors point out how the environment has often reflected the heavy hand of human agency in order to make it conform to certain ideas about desirable landscapes. Their discussions of national parks, in particular, suggest that what a landscape does not show is just as important – or even more so – than what it does show. Speaking of national parks in the western United States, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Glassberg&lt;/span&gt; writes that “the landscapes tourists encountered in these parts, seemingly inhabited only by elk and buffalo, would not have existed if the native peoples had not first been defeated and removed to reservations, and the wildlife populations carefully managed to encourage picturesque &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;megafauna&lt;/span&gt; and discourage pesky wolves.” [2] &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Similarly&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Conard&lt;/span&gt; mentions how the desire of the US National Park Service to present parks as “pristine” and “uninhabited” spaces were influenced by ideas about the “romantic wilderness”; such an approach to national parks meant that visitors would not see that “these landscapes were ‘uninhabited’ only because U.S. Indian removal policies either had killed the former inhabitants or had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;relocated&lt;/span&gt; them to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;reservations&lt;/span&gt;” [3].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s missing from the physical landscape, then, is as instructive as what is apparent to the naked eye. How to convey a landscape's significance and complexity to a general (and often uninformed) audience, in terms of its cultivated image as well as the absence or removal of elements of its historical development, remains an important task for the public historian. It's a task that, as Conard strongly suggests, would benefit from discussion and collaboration among those who are intimately involved in preserving and presenting the history of the environment: historic preservationists, environmentalists, and land managers. [4]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In essence, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Glassberg&lt;/span&gt;’s and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Conard&lt;/span&gt;’s articles remind me that the landscape is also a source of historical information. It can be “read” as a historical text for insights into the changing values of a community, region, or nation over time. “Landscapes,” as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Glassberg&lt;/span&gt; writes, “are not simply an arrangement of natural features, they are a language through which humans communicate with one another.” [5] Of course, as &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the author&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;shows, this language is a complex one, reflecting conflicting interpretations and understandings of the environment. These conflicts also raise important questions about how one conception of the landscape comes to dominate others (and thus to shape its preservation and development in specific ways), requiring us to ask, as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Glassberg&lt;/span&gt; does, “whose side won out and why?” [6]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Conard&lt;/span&gt;, “Spading Common Ground” in &lt;em&gt;Public History and the Environment&lt;/em&gt;, edited by Ed. Martin V. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Melosi&lt;/span&gt; and Philip V. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Scarpino&lt;/span&gt;, (Florida: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Krieger&lt;/span&gt;, 2004) 3-22. David &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Glassberg&lt;/span&gt;, “Interpreting Landscapes,” in ibid., 23-36.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2] &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Glassberg&lt;/span&gt;, 25.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[3] &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Conard&lt;/span&gt;, 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[4] Ibid., 4-5, 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[5] &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Glassberg&lt;/span&gt;, 29.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[6] Ibid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812365975420798485-1854787067178458883?l=vicky-tran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vicky-tran.blogspot.com/feeds/1854787067178458883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812365975420798485&amp;postID=1854787067178458883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812365975420798485/posts/default/1854787067178458883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812365975420798485/posts/default/1854787067178458883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vicky-tran.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-weeks-public-history-readings.html' title='Reading the Landscape'/><author><name>Vicky Tran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12358146200220196500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F9ecQqU47eo/SMienCq-TnI/AAAAAAAAABw/_hcHxkkUiFk/S220/CSC_0136.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812365975420798485.post-7717521653775462423</id><published>2009-03-31T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T21:45:12.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Present(ing) History</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;When I was studying history as an undergraduate student, I was particularly fascinated by discussions about historiography. Perhaps it was the influence of my English Lit background, but I tended to do close readings of historical accounts, approaching them almost as literary texts that reflected much about the assumptions and attitudes, biases and values of the writer. It was therefore interesting to be asked in certain history classes to analyse the works of historians not primarily for what they revealed about the past, but for what insights they provided about the particular way of doing history that was “in vogue” at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the course of this year, I’ve seen how the idea of the present’s imposition on the past is as applicable to public history as it is to traditional, scholarly history. History in the public realm is certainly as much (or perhaps even more) about the present -- that is, the “present” of whoever is, or was, writing the history, composing the plaque text, or curating the exhibit, for instance -- as it is about the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Museums, for example, as Helen Knibb’s article, “ ‘Present but not Visible’: Searching for Women’s History in Museum Collections,” suggests, do not necessarily present information, in the context of women’s history, about the actual lives and experiences of women from a particular time period. Instead, the artifacts on display may reveal more about the preoccupations and personal tastes of curators, or about the collecting or donating impulses of those whose items are on display. With regards to the latter, Knibb suggests that women may have simply donated items they thought were important from the standpoint of the museum or of society, rather than in relation to their own experiences. She raises the interesting question of whether "museum collections tell us more about how women collect than how they lived their lives.” [1] Knibb's article reminds me that museums themselves are constructed sites that are very much influenced by contemporary concerns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea that public history is as much about the time period of the people presenting the history as it is about the history being presented is, I’m sure, hardly startling. But it does remind me of the need which underlies the rationale for these blogs – the need for self-reflexivity. As history students, my peers and I have been trained to read historical accounts critically, with an eye open to its constructed nature, to the ways in which the account reflects the biases of the historian and the preoccupations of his or her time. As public history practitioners, we will have to direct that critical gaze inwards, to assess how our own assumptions and biases are shaping the histories we will help to produce. Moreover, we will also have to negotiate our way through the assumptions and biases of others, who, in the collaborative realm of public history, will also have a stake – sometimes a very substantial one – in the history-making process. Given how contentious history in the public realm can be, not only the need for critical self-reflection but also the ability to practice what Rebecca Conard has called the “art of mediation” [2] are crucial requirements for the practicing public historian.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;__________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[1] Helen Knibb, “‘Present But Not Visible’: Searching For Women’s History in Museum Collections,” &lt;em&gt;Gender &amp;amp; History &lt;/em&gt;6 (1994): 355, 361-362. The quote is from page 362.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2] Rebecca Conard, “Facepaint History in the Season of Introspection,” &lt;em&gt;The Public Historian &lt;/em&gt;25, no. 4 (2003): 16. JSTOR, &lt;a href="http://www.jstor.org/"&gt;http://www.jstor.org/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812365975420798485-7717521653775462423?l=vicky-tran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vicky-tran.blogspot.com/feeds/7717521653775462423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812365975420798485&amp;postID=7717521653775462423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812365975420798485/posts/default/7717521653775462423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812365975420798485/posts/default/7717521653775462423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vicky-tran.blogspot.com/2009/03/presenting-history.html' title='Present(ing) History'/><author><name>Vicky Tran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12358146200220196500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F9ecQqU47eo/SMienCq-TnI/AAAAAAAAABw/_hcHxkkUiFk/S220/CSC_0136.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812365975420798485.post-1134563644613154916</id><published>2009-03-30T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T20:56:09.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Information vs. History</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Would a complete chronicle of everything that ever happened eliminate the need to write history?"&lt;/em&gt; -- St Andrews final exam question in mediaeval history, 1981&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"To give an accurate and exhaustive account of that period would need a far less brilliant pen than mine" &lt;/em&gt;-- Max Beerbohm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a year ago, I took a short creative non-fiction course on the topic of writing historical narratives for a general audience. The instructor, Dr. Richard Mackie, emailed the class the above quotes, to stimulate thoughtful reflection about the nature of history and historical writing. (The first quote was actually a question that Dr. Mackie himself encountered as a History student at St. Andrews in the 80s.) These quotes have come to mind lately as I’ve been ruminating about the implications of doing history in a digital age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The era of the Internet has, I think, made the idea of a “complete chronicle” of our current times more conceivable than ever before. The Web has certainly made it possible for virtually anyone, irrespective of gender, class, ethnicity, etc., to share their thoughts, ideas, photos, videos, even “statuses” (i.e. what one is doing at a precise moment in time) continuously. Provided that all of this electronic data is adequately preserved, there is going to be a vast abundance of information available for anyone a generation or two (or more) down the road who is curious about the interests, opinions, tastes, preoccupations, etc. of ordinary people in our time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, such information, no matter how detailed, is not the same as history. The chronicling of people’s lives, even on as minute a level as that expressed in an &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/Alec%20Wilkinson,%20“Remember%20This?"&gt;article &lt;/a&gt;about “lifelogging” by &lt;em&gt;New Yorker&lt;/em&gt; writer, Alec Wilkinson, [1] results only in the production of information. It is the &lt;em&gt;interpretation&lt;/em&gt; of that information, the piecing together of disparate parts into a coherent and (hopefully) elegant narrative which pulls out (or, more accurately, constructs) themes and patterns, that transforms it into history, into a meaningful story about the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s interesting, of course, is that although no historian (I think) would ever claim to write &lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt; history on any subject, discussions about the potential of history in the digital age has sometimes suggested the ability for history to be more complete than ever before. The idea of hypertextual history, for instance, where readers of a historical account can click on links leading them to pertinent primary source documents on the topic, say, or to other similar or divergent viewpoints about the particular subject they’re examining, has almost a decentring impact at the same time that it provides more information. It can be easy for readers, I think, to be overwhelmed by the profusion of hyperlinks within a text, and perhaps to never finish reading the actual article to learn the historian’s particular approach to the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of history, I think, is not that it claims to be a complete, exhaustive chronicle that leaves no stone unturned in its examination, but that it presents one angle on the past, a new way of understanding something that is extraordinarily complex and, for that reason, is open to -- and I’d even say requires -- multiple interpretations. History is, after all, a story as opposed to a record book, a narrative as opposed to mere facts.&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] Wilkinson’s interesting article recounts how computer guru Gordon Bell has been involved in a “lifelogging” experiment, in which he wears a Microsoft-developed device called a SenseCam around his neck that takes continual pictures of his day-to-day experience and allows him to record his thoughts at any given point in time if he so wishes. According to Wilkinson, Bell “collects the daily minutiae of his life so emphatically that he owns the most extensive and unwieldy personal archive of its kind in the world.” Alec Wilkinson, “Remember This? A Project to Record Everything We Do in Life,” &lt;em&gt;The New Yorker.com&lt;/em&gt;, May 28, 2007, &lt;a href="http://www.newyorker.com/reporting/2007/05/28/070528fa_fact_wilkinson"&gt;http://www.newyorker.com/reporting/2007/05/28/070528fa_fact_wilkinson&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812365975420798485-1134563644613154916?l=vicky-tran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vicky-tran.blogspot.com/feeds/1134563644613154916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812365975420798485&amp;postID=1134563644613154916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812365975420798485/posts/default/1134563644613154916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812365975420798485/posts/default/1134563644613154916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vicky-tran.blogspot.com/2009/03/information-vs-history.html' title='Information vs. History'/><author><name>Vicky Tran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12358146200220196500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F9ecQqU47eo/SMienCq-TnI/AAAAAAAAABw/_hcHxkkUiFk/S220/CSC_0136.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812365975420798485.post-9136464948593756717</id><published>2009-02-28T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T06:09:45.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Google Tales for the Future</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I wonder what historians of the future are going to be writing about, when they examine the early twenty-first century. No doubt, the term “digital revolution” is going to creep in to more than one monograph of the future about our present-day times. Cultural historians (if cultural history is still in vogue) might also, I think, take some delight in tracing the ways in which Google has entered into modern consciousness. Perhaps they’ll trace the moment when Google ceased to be only a proper noun, when the phrase “Let’s google it!” first appeared, and then flourished, in popular discourse. Or maybe they’ll explore the ways in which Google has become a part of popular culture and everyday life, to the point of inspiring satirical responses expressed in, you guessed it, digital ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some anecdotes to help that future cultural historian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awhile ago, a friend told me an amusing story about how the father of one of her friends was confused about the nature of the Internet. He had never used it before (yes, there are still such folks), and he didn’t quite know what it was all about. So, one day, he asked his son to explain, framing his question according to the only term that he was familiar with – or had heard often enough: “Is Google,” he asked innocently, “the Internet?” The son choked back a gasp of unholy laughter, and proceeded to explain the phenomenon of the Internet to his father. However, if he had simplified his response, if he had said that Google was, in a way, the Internet, he may not have been all that wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Christmas dinner with my family this past winter, Google (of all topics) entered into our conversation. I don't remember how exactly. All I recall is that my mom, who (yes, it’s true) had never heard of Google before, perked up when she heard the term at the dinner table, probably because of its odd sound. “Google?” she said, brows furrowed, “what is Google?” To that, my dad, without missing a beat, responded (in Chinese) that Google "is the big brother of the Internet." Now, "big brother" (or "dai lo") in Cantonese, when used in a figurative sense, simply means someone who is to be respected, some important or dominant figure or force. But I couldn’t help laughing at the Orwellian overtones that my father's comment had unwittingly implied. He had meant big brother; I, of course, had heard Big Brother, Chinese-style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in September, Dr. Don Spanner, my archival sciences professor, showed the class a video clip called &lt;a href="http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/epic"&gt;Epic 2015&lt;/a&gt;. Its opening lines were captivatingly ambiguous: "It is the best of times," said the solemn narrator, "It is the worst of times." We were entranced by the video's fictitious yet somewhat chilling projection of the world in 2015, which involved no less than the merging of two powerful companies (Google and Amazon) to become Googlezon, an entity whose information-making and dissemination power had reduced even the might of the &lt;em&gt;New York Times&lt;/em&gt;. At the end of the clip, Don joked that the first time he watched it, he just wanted to sit in a corner and stare at paper for a long, long time. We all laughed – and, perhaps, shivered inside a bit too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subsequently, I mentioned the clip to a friend, remarking how it was so interesting to see just how &lt;em&gt;big&lt;/em&gt; Google had become, as evidenced by the fact that it was inspiring such responses as Epic 2015 with its subtle questioning of the Google empire and its cultural hegemony. My friend in turn enlightened me further about other similar responses. He asked if I had ever heard of “The Googling”? I hadn’t. So he emailed me links to several clips on YouTube, which explore Google’s services (such as their mapping devices) in a new - and, of course, hilariously sinister - way. To view them…simply &lt;em&gt;google&lt;/em&gt; “The Googling.” :) (There are five parts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the cultural historian of the future:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was true. Google was (is?) ubiquitous, to the point that it entered into dinner table conversations and was mistaken (or correctly identified?) for the Internet. Even to the point of inspiring satirical YouTube clips and prophetic visions of a Google-ized world. That is, of course, when you know something is big – when it becomes the subject of cultural humour and unease, negotiated and even resisted in satirical ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we embraced Google even while scrutinizing it at arm's length. We questioned Google even while googling. It’s what we did in the early twenty-first century.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812365975420798485-9136464948593756717?l=vicky-tran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vicky-tran.blogspot.com/feeds/9136464948593756717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812365975420798485&amp;postID=9136464948593756717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812365975420798485/posts/default/9136464948593756717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812365975420798485/posts/default/9136464948593756717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vicky-tran.blogspot.com/2009/02/google-tales-for-future.html' title='Google Tales for the Future'/><author><name>Vicky Tran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12358146200220196500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F9ecQqU47eo/SMienCq-TnI/AAAAAAAAABw/_hcHxkkUiFk/S220/CSC_0136.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812365975420798485.post-5429474332521478452</id><published>2009-02-23T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T21:11:23.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pieces of History</title><content type='html'>One of my best friends and I have a tendency to reminisce about our shared experiences. During these (sometimes admittedly nostalgic) moments of looking back, I am always amazed at the different things that have stood out for each of us – a telling word, gesture, expression that I or she would not have ever recalled without the presence of the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a way, then, my friend and I help make each other's history more complete by remembering details that the other has forgotten. In a way too, it means that the past - or that particular version being remembered in bits and pieces – becomes quite spontaneous for us, entirely dependent on the course of the conversation, on the ebb and flow of memory on that particular day. Reminiscing about the same experience with my friend years later, I find that other aspects surface; the past is, one might say, renewed and re-created in each instance of remembrance, a mental landscape that is both familiar and yet full of surprising colour too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think one of the interesting aspects of conducting oral history interviews – which I had the privilege of doing recently with one of the former staff members at a local health care institution – is observing that very organic and spontaneous process of memory in play. While I, of course, did not share in any experiences of my interviewee, bringing only my knowledge of certain aspects of the history of the institution to the table, it was interesting to see how certain memories surfaced for her based on the flow of the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My understanding of this institution’s history informed the questions that I prepared. Yet the interview was by no means confined to these questions. They became starting points, triggering memories of other aspects of my interviewee's experience – ones that I had not thought in advance to ask about and perhaps ones that she had not revisited until that moment in time. Another day, another interviewer, would undoubtedly bring other memories to the surface, revealing new pieces of a multifaceted history that can be tapped and reconfigured in so many ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking about fragments of the past, I left the interview with an unexpected piece of history – literally. My interviewee was excited and eager to give me a brick that she had kept from the first building of her former work place, constructed in the late 19th century. Embedded with the shape of an animal, it now sits at the foot of my desk, a tangible piece of the past that stands in contrast to the transience and spontaneity of memory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812365975420798485-5429474332521478452?l=vicky-tran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vicky-tran.blogspot.com/feeds/5429474332521478452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812365975420798485&amp;postID=5429474332521478452' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812365975420798485/posts/default/5429474332521478452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812365975420798485/posts/default/5429474332521478452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vicky-tran.blogspot.com/2009/02/pieces-of-history.html' title='Pieces of History'/><author><name>Vicky Tran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12358146200220196500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F9ecQqU47eo/SMienCq-TnI/AAAAAAAAABw/_hcHxkkUiFk/S220/CSC_0136.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812365975420798485.post-2593407120325250428</id><published>2009-01-31T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T08:52:00.739-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dabbling in the Digital Age</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="dream by v.i.c.k.s., on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/picture_vinhgnettes/2831180601/"&gt;&lt;img alt="dream" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3237/2831180601_033fde9b05_b.jpg" width="400" height="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photography is one of those activities that I can lose myself completely in. The hours I spend on it is time freely given (and hardly felt). Although I’ve been lucky enough to capture a few photographs that I’m pleased with (including the one above, which was modestly granted an honorable mention in the Geography Department’s fundraising &lt;a href="http://geography.uwo.ca/images/photo-contest-2008.asp"&gt;contest&lt;/a&gt; for United Way), I’ve always considered myself just a tinkerer of sorts. A dabbler, if you will, whose yearning to be “artistic” has been mostly helped by technology. (I credit my Nikon camera completely for taking good shots.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it turns out, the digital age is apparently very amenable to those with tinkering and dabbling tendencies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, at least, was the (hopeful) sense that I got from reading Jeff Howe’s article on “&lt;a href="http://www.wired.com/wired/archive/14.06/crowds.html"&gt;The Rise of Crowdsourcing&lt;/a&gt;.” In it, Howe traces the ways in which companies are tapping into “the latent talent of the crowd.” He brings up the example of iStockphoto, a company that sells images shot by amateur photographers – those who do not mind (who, in fact, I’m guessing, would be thrilled about) making a little bit of money doing what they already do in their spare time: take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Howe, the increasing affordability of professional-grade cameras and the assistance of powerful editing software like Photoshop means that the line between professional and amateur work is no longer so clear-cut. Add to that the sharing mechanisms of the Internet, and the fact that photographs taken by amateurs sell for a much lower price than those of professionals, and it seems inevitable that some ingenious person would have thought up a way to apply crowdsourcing to stock photography sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howe provides an even more striking example of how the expertise of the crowd is being plumbed these days. Corporations like Procter and Gamble are turning to science-minded hobbyists and tinkerers to help them solve problems that are stumping their R&amp;amp;D departments. Howe mentions the website InnoCentive as one example of the ways in which companies with a problem and potential problem-solvers are finding each other on the web: the former post their most perplexing scientific hurdles on the site and anyone who is part of the network can then take a stab at solving the problem. If they do, they are finely compensated. And a good number, in fact, do. According to InnoCentive’s chief scientific officer, Jill Panetta, 30% of all problems posted on their website have been solved. That is, to quote Panetta’s words, “30 percent more than would have been solved using a traditional, in-house approach.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s intriguing about all of this is the fact that the solvers, as Howe says, “are not who you might expect.” They may not necessarily have formal training in the particular field in which the problem arises; their specialty may lie in another area altogether. Yet, it is this very diversity of expertise within the crowd of hobbyists that contributes to the success of such networks as InnoCentive. As Howe puts it, “the most efficient networks are those that link to the broadest range of information, knowledge, and experience.” The more disparate the crowd, in other words, the stronger the network. [1] I love the ironies of the digital age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been wondering lately about whether history could benefit at all from the diverse knowledge and background of the crowd, whether crowdsourcing – posting a problem or request out in the virtual world in the hopes that someone might have the expertise to be able to fulfill it – could apply to a non-scientific discipline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, would a History version of InnoCentive work? A network where historical researchers could poll the crowd for information or materials or insight to help fill research gaps…where they could tap into the memories, artifacts, anecdotes, records, ephemera, (and even the &lt;em&gt;ways&lt;/em&gt; people understand the past) of a diverse group and thereby possibly access information that might have never made it into the archives for formal preservation? How would the writing and construction of history change if, instead of primarily drawing upon the 5 to 10% of all records that ever make their way into an archives, researchers could tap into the personal archives of a disparate crowd made up of the “broadest range of information, knowledge, and experience”? (Let us put aside, for the moment, the issues of the integrity of the record and its provenance when we talk about “personal archives.” I realize that the shoebox in the attic is not nearly as reassuring a sight as the Hollinger box of the archives.) It seems probable to me that some of the 90 to 95% of records that never make their way into an archival institution are still extant, not destroyed, and that there could be valuable research material in them that could very well change one’s argument about the past. Would crowdsourcing be one way to get at that material?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Of course, I just realized that I’m raising the above questions without considering a crucial aspect in all the examples of crowdsourcing that Howe mentioned: money. Those who answered the call – whether the amateur photographer or the scientific tinkerer – were paid for their services (ranging from a dollar all the way to an impressive $25,000). To &lt;em&gt;pay&lt;/em&gt; someone for a piece of history raises a whole other set of questions…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] Jeff Howe, "The Rise of Crowdsourcing," &lt;em&gt;Wired&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.wired.com/wired/archive/14.06/crowds.html"&gt;http://www.wired.com/wired/archive/14.06/crowds.html&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812365975420798485-2593407120325250428?l=vicky-tran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vicky-tran.blogspot.com/feeds/2593407120325250428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812365975420798485&amp;postID=2593407120325250428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812365975420798485/posts/default/2593407120325250428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812365975420798485/posts/default/2593407120325250428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vicky-tran.blogspot.com/2009/01/dabbling-in-digital-age.html' title='Dabbling in the Digital Age'/><author><name>Vicky Tran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12358146200220196500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F9ecQqU47eo/SMienCq-TnI/AAAAAAAAABw/_hcHxkkUiFk/S220/CSC_0136.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3237/2831180601_033fde9b05_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812365975420798485.post-3356436174015006885</id><published>2009-01-29T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T00:57:38.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Age of the (Aggravatingly) Smart Machine</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;(Or: One Disgruntled User's Frustrations with Printers)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F9ecQqU47eo/SYKm5NIFiiI/AAAAAAAAAEM/rMCWgdco920/s1600-h/DSC_0973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296979613447457314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F9ecQqU47eo/SYKm5NIFiiI/AAAAAAAAAEM/rMCWgdco920/s400/DSC_0973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the moment that I laid eyes on it, I should have known that I was in for trouble. After all, as the old saying goes, if it seems too good to be true, it probably is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is how the story goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in September, I decided to purchase a printer. I’m the kind of person who finds reading on the computer for extended periods of time difficult. Despite numerous attempts to read on-screen, I still prefer the physicality of text. My eyes find pleasure and relief in the printed word. (You’ll not, in other words, find me curling up with a &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Kindle-Amazons-Wireless-Reading-Device/dp/B000FI73MA"&gt;Kindle&lt;/a&gt; any time soon.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, back in September, after a great deal of difficulty that involved no less than lugging a large demo Epson printer on the bus and accidentally denting it a few times during my trip home (it was box-less, carried in two plastic bags, and ridiculously heavy), I managed to transport and set up this beast of a printer in my apartment. It was an all-in-one contraption, able to scan, fax, print, and copy in colour. And it was, amazingly, only $34.99 at Best Buy. A veritable deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within a few weeks, I had used up the complementary black ink and had to purchase a new cartridge, which ran out in a ridiculously short amount of time (even though I bought the “heavy usage,” i.e. more costly, one). In mid-November, the black ink had run out again. After dishing out yet another $25 and installing the new cartridge, I discovered that the complementary colour ink – which I had used to print, perhaps, &lt;em&gt;five&lt;/em&gt; documents all term – had somehow run out as well. That’s when I realized that the Age of the New Printers means that everything shuts down when the colour ink is deemed to be empty. The machine’s printing capabilities simply cease to function. All the amount of black ink in the world will not get it to print a single page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it was near the end of the term, I simply decided to print all documents at school rather than deal with the fuss – and cost – of getting new ink. In hindsight, a perspective which all historians will always have at their disposal, that was a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a week ago, I finally had a chance to pick up some colour ink cartridges (the kind for “moderate usage” only), installed them eagerly into my dusted-off printer, and looked forward to the convenience that modern technology would again afford. (I would not have to go to the computer lab at all hours now just to print readings.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s when I realized that modern technology does not always work in one’s favour. The document I printed, which was simply set in black, came out starkly, aggravatingly, white. The black ink cartridge must have dried out over Christmas break. So, it appeared that I had just shelled out $35 for colour ink in order to be able to access black ink that was no longer operative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening, however, I tried to print a document again, in black, just to see if something miraculous might ensue. And it did. The machine managed to cough out a document in black ink. The printout was extremely irregular in quality - numerous lines were missing - but at least the page was no longer blank. Eager (and slightly foolish), I printed the document several more times, thinking perhaps that persistence would pay off. Although the quality did improve, the document was still quite spotty in areas. That’s when (again, eager and foolish), I decided to clean the print heads, despite the warning that this function would consume ink. I then printed a sample document. The result was much better, but still not perfect. However, I discovered with shock that running the cleaning function used up half of the new colour ink cartridges, according to the meter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now had two choices:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Run another print head cleaning (which would probably use up the rest of the colour ink – of which I had not, in any real sense,&lt;em&gt; used&lt;/em&gt;), or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Give up on the black ink cartridge completely (which was also unused, except for the test printouts), and shell out more money for black ink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Why I didn’t decide to unplug the printer then and there, affix a sign on it that said “Free – completely, utterly free”, and put it out in the hallway of my apartment, is still something I have not answered satisfactorily yet.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I had a flash of inspiration. History came to my rescue: I remembered that I had owned an Epson printer before. It had run out of colour ink before. And I had “fooled” it before - by going through all the on-screen steps of installing a new colour cartridge and “charging” the ink, without &lt;em&gt;actually&lt;/em&gt; doing so. With the colour ink meter subsequently indicating that it was “full”, I could then finish troubleshooting the problem that I was dealing with at the time, which required, finicky machine that it was, colour ink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheered by this memory of the not-quite-so-smart-nor-sharp-machine, I decided to run another print head cleaning tonight. Sure enough, this nearly “used” up all the remaining colour ink. I printed a few more test documents in black; their quality was improved somewhat, but it was still blanking out at certain lines. I then tried to run one more cleaning function, but the printer told me that I couldn’t – there was not enough colour ink to support it. In fact, the warning of low ink was now replaced with the message that there was no more colour ink. (Apparently, just even &lt;em&gt;attempting&lt;/em&gt; to run a print head cleaning &lt;em&gt;uses&lt;/em&gt; up the ink, by the printer’s standards.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confident, however, that I could fool the machine, I then proceeded to go through the cartridge-replacement steps, clicking the “Finish” button at the end with a flourish. The printer responded by humming and telling me that “ink charging” was occurring. I smiled - and then, I frowned. A box had popped up indicating that the replaced cartridges were, in techno-lingo, “expended.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words – the machine &lt;em&gt;knew&lt;/em&gt;. It was telling me that I could not fool it. It could detect that I had not actually fed it anything new, despite my subsequent actions of physically removing and re-inserting the colour ink cartridges, which, I have to add again, were not really &lt;em&gt;used&lt;/em&gt;, but were indelibly (and one might even say ingeniously) branded so by the machine. Such crafty labelling had made the colour ink inoperative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome, friends, to the Age of the (Aggravatingly) Smart Machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Sixty dollars invested into printer cartridges since mid-November and I have still not been able to print one actual document since then for any useful purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it were still in vogue to be a Marxist historian, I would seriously point to the ridiculously profitable economics underlying printer design as the source of all our (or at least my) present-day ills!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812365975420798485-3356436174015006885?l=vicky-tran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vicky-tran.blogspot.com/feeds/3356436174015006885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812365975420798485&amp;postID=3356436174015006885' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812365975420798485/posts/default/3356436174015006885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812365975420798485/posts/default/3356436174015006885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vicky-tran.blogspot.com/2009/01/age-of-aggravatingly-smart-machine.html' title='The Age of the (Aggravatingly) Smart Machine'/><author><name>Vicky Tran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12358146200220196500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F9ecQqU47eo/SMienCq-TnI/AAAAAAAAABw/_hcHxkkUiFk/S220/CSC_0136.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F9ecQqU47eo/SYKm5NIFiiI/AAAAAAAAAEM/rMCWgdco920/s72-c/DSC_0973.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812365975420798485.post-4439657734788608490</id><published>2009-01-24T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T17:02:48.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Writing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F9ecQqU47eo/SXtlAzA59JI/AAAAAAAAAEE/w5x7RTithy4/s1600-h/DSC_0933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294936851272561810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F9ecQqU47eo/SXtlAzA59JI/AAAAAAAAAEE/w5x7RTithy4/s400/DSC_0933.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;I like words.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I like their abundance.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Their variety.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The different nuances that they contain. &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I like how a word like “melancholy,” for example, has a slightly different flavour than “forlorn,” or how the word “myth” conveys something deeper - more emotional, more enduring, more fluid - than its neutral variant, “story.”&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;Now, most of my Public History peers would probably say that I don’t just like words – I like &lt;em&gt;polysyllabic &lt;/em&gt;words.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I’ll be the first to admit that long-ish and rather atypical words have a tendency to come to me, unbidden, and that I have an equal tendency to utter them aloud, without thinking.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This penchant for the polysyllabic has sometimes even gotten me into trouble, won me unintended notoriety among my peers. ;)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;As someone studying in the field of Public History, I realize that I have to think especially carefully about the words that I use, not only because using the “wrong” word can alienate a general audience but also because choosing the “right” word involves weighing various needs, such as those of the client and of the audience, as well as my own for precise language and "good" history.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So, while I might immediately prefer the word “auspicious” over “lucky” or feel that “appropriated” explains a situation more clearly than “took,” I’m learning to pause and reconsider the effects of my instinctive word choices, and I’m learning to negotiate the sometimes conflicting needs and desires that exist at the micro-level of diction.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;What I didn’t expect was to have to consider the &lt;em&gt;machine&lt;/em&gt; as an audience as well.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And yet that is what Dan Cohen’s blog post has drawn to my attention.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In “&lt;a href="http://www.dancohen.org/blog/posts/when_machines_are_the_audience"&gt;When Machines are the Audience&lt;/a&gt;,” Cohen suggests that the age of machine-readable text means that we’ll need to write a little differently – or at least with the awareness that what we write can be more, or less, visible in a digital environment depending on the words that we use.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The implication is that because text can be read by machines and mined using keyword searches, it is better to use precise and even unique terms or tags in related documents, so that the writing can be more easily searched, grouped, or retrieved.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Cohen mentions, for example, how coming up with a unique string of words to identify related history websites can facilitate the process of narrowing searches to these sites only, so that relevant research information can be found.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He also cites the example of a legitimate, history-related email being marked as spam, because of its unfortunate use of certain words that are high on the list of favorites for spammers. [1]&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;Looking over the words I used in a recent email to a friend, I’ll confess that terms ranging from “usurp” and “misnomer” to “vignette” and “quadratic” (yes, as in the quadratic equation) made their way in. (You are probably feeling some pity for my friend right now.)&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;However, I’m consoled, and slightly amused, by the fact that what stands out as atypical word usage is precisely what spam filters ignore.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;At least, in this area, my penchant for the polysyllabic - for what’s seen as the atypical - has some redemptive purpose. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"  style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;________________________________&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;[1] Daniel J. Cohen, “When Machines are the Audience,” Dan Cohen's Digital Humanities Blog, &lt;a href="http://www.dancohen.org/blog/posts/when_machines_are_the_audience"&gt;http://www.dancohen.org/blog/posts/when_machines_are_the_audience&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812365975420798485-4439657734788608490?l=vicky-tran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vicky-tran.blogspot.com/feeds/4439657734788608490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812365975420798485&amp;postID=4439657734788608490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812365975420798485/posts/default/4439657734788608490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812365975420798485/posts/default/4439657734788608490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vicky-tran.blogspot.com/2009/01/on-writing.html' title='On Writing'/><author><name>Vicky Tran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12358146200220196500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F9ecQqU47eo/SMienCq-TnI/AAAAAAAAABw/_hcHxkkUiFk/S220/CSC_0136.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F9ecQqU47eo/SXtlAzA59JI/AAAAAAAAAEE/w5x7RTithy4/s72-c/DSC_0933.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812365975420798485.post-3039504526782675758</id><published>2008-12-28T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T00:45:26.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Web of Wonder</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="Intricacy by v.i.c.k.s., on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/picture_vinhgnettes/3013745466/"&gt;&lt;img height="266" alt="Intricacy" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3163/3013745466_760d9d521e.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my archives class this past term, I had the opportunity to learn more about the possibility and potential of the Web for the promotion of history. Throughout the course, our professor, Dr. Don Spanner, introduced us to many interesting archival and historical resources freely available online, such as a &lt;a href="http://digital.library.mcgill.ca/countyatlas/default.htm"&gt;database&lt;/a&gt; that provides access to late-19th century Canadian county atlases, so useful for genealogical research, as well as a terrific “meta” &lt;a href="http://www.archimuse.com/mw2006/best/index.html"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt; that sums up the “Best of the Web” in terms of heritage-related web design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As well, each student in the class was required to analyze an effective website created by, or exhibiting a collection from, an archival institution and prepare a 20-minute presentation on it, discussing such aspects as design, usability, content, and intended audience. I have to confess that although I have known, in an &lt;em&gt;ideas&lt;/em&gt;-sense, that the Web offers new and exciting possibilities for the presentation of the past, I have not, in fact, plumbed its depths. I’ve only really skimmed its virtual surface, having been inclined to delve into history books more often than the History Web. Consequently, listening to the presentations of my peers, as well as learning about new sites from Don’s lectures, was a truly eye-opening experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not know, for example, that humour was something that archives preserve. Yet Library and Archives Canada (LAC) has a unique collection entitled &lt;a href="http://www.collectionscanada.gc.ca/framingcanada/026020-5000-e.html"&gt;The Weird and Wacky &lt;/a&gt;in their wonderful online photography exhibit, &lt;a href="http://www.collectionscanada.gc.ca/framingcanada/index-e.html"&gt;Framing Canada&lt;/a&gt;, which Dave presented on. The collection certainly captures, as LAC’s introduction points out, some of the more quirky and humorous moments in history. (I particularly liked the rather incongruent &lt;a href="http://www.collectionscanada.gc.ca/framingcanada/026020-5019-e.html"&gt;photo&lt;/a&gt; of a very young boy posing with his rooster while smoking a cigarette!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only the whimsical quality, but the richness and abundance of historical images, photographs, and artwork available on the Web are also astonishing. Sophie introduced us to a fascinating and colourful &lt;a href="http://expositions.bnf.fr/bestiaire/expo/index.htm"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; created by La Bibliothèque nationale de France that delves into the allegorical world of medieval bestiaries. At this site, explanatory text is kept to a minimum. What takes centre stage are the colourful, interpretive images of animals as conceived of, and understood by, those living in the medieval age. In a pre-literate society, images must have played an important didactic role and I think such medieval artwork lend themselves perfectly to the environment of the Web, where the visual requires more emphasis than the textual. (We’ve all groaned, I’m sure, at text-heavy sites which show little regard for the audience’s needs and expectations.) Also, as Sophie discussed, this digital exhibit presents a completely different side to medieval history – it is history realized through pictures, one that is much more palatable and compelling to a general audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa too selected an interesting website focusing on images. She presented on the &lt;a href="http://digitalgallery.nypl.org/nypldigital/index.cfm"&gt;New York Public Library’s Digital Gallery&lt;/a&gt;, an extensive and searchable online resource that contains an astonishing number of freely accessible images – more than 640,000, all of which have been digitized from the library’s vast and diverse collections. As Don had commented, such abundance and access could not even have been dreamed of a short time ago. As part of her presentation, Melissa showed us the photographs taken by Lewis Hine, a late-19th/early 20th-century American photographer, available on the NYPL’s Digital Gallery. Having just discovered Hine’s work myself in connection with the website I presented on, I was thrilled to see more of his captivating photographs, poignant picture-stories that revealed the starkness of child labour (such as this unforgettable &lt;a href="http://digitalgallery.nypl.org/nypldigital/dgkeysearchdetail.cfm?trg=1&amp;amp;strucID=103979&amp;amp;imageID=464371&amp;amp;total=132&amp;amp;num=0&amp;amp;r=02fChild%2520labor%4013f175&amp;amp;word=&amp;amp;rOper=2&amp;amp;stype=Rel&amp;amp;rSource=&amp;amp;rDiv=Photography%20Collection,%20Miriam%20and%20Ira%20D...&amp;amp;rCol=Lewis%2520Wickes%2520Hine%253A%2520Documentary%2520Photograp%2E%2E%2E&amp;amp;s=3&amp;amp;notword=&amp;amp;d=&amp;amp;c=&amp;amp;f=&amp;amp;k=0&amp;amp;imgs=20&amp;amp;pos=8&amp;amp;e=w"&gt;image&lt;/a&gt; of a young girl in a factory).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to the plethora of images available online, databases containing all sorts of interesting historical information abound on the Web. Suppose you would like to look at service records of those who served in the Canadian Expeditionary Force (CEF) in World War One – LAC, as I’ve learned from one of my archives reference assignments, has already anticipated this interest and created a searchable &lt;a href="http://www.collectionscanada.gc.ca/databases/cef/index-e.html"&gt;database&lt;/a&gt; providing access to these records as well as scanned images of actual Attestation papers of CEF soldiers. Or suppose you are interested in the grittiness of social history, say, the history of crime – several universities in the UK have joined forces to develop a &lt;a href="http://www.oldbaileyonline.org/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; that provides access to the court proceedings of men and women who were tried in London’s central criminal court, the Old Bailey. This website, presented by Angela, contains records for close to 200,000 criminal trials held between 1674 all the way to 1913. Such easy access to such interesting and extensive records of everyday history hardly seems possible without the age of digitized and networked data.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some other websites that my peers presented on have also convinced me that there has likely been no better time to be a History or Social Studies teacher than the present. The kinds of resources that have been made available online for elementary and secondary teachers in the humanities are remarkable. Once again LAC’s efforts are to be commended: as Sarah has shown, LAC has created an online &lt;a href="http://www.collectionscanada.gc.ca/education/index-e.html"&gt;Learning Centre &lt;/a&gt;geared for teachers and students, complete with educational resources and tools, like lesson plans, activities, quizzes, games, and research skills development guides, as well as providing access to primary source documents reflecting Canadian history and culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom also explored the potential of the Web for educational purposes by examining the &lt;a href="http://www.canadianmysteries.ca/mysteries/indexen.html"&gt;Great Unsolved Mysteries in Canadian History&lt;/a&gt; website, a creative site that connects history with detective work. Its creators have identified various mysteries in Canadian History that were never resolved, have pulled together primary source documents about these cases, and urge the user to come up with his or her own conclusions in a “who dunnit?” fashion. The motivation behind the site is the perceptive idea, as stated on their "&lt;a href="http://www.canadianmysteries.ca/about/indexen.html"&gt;About Us&lt;/a&gt;" page, that “students can be drawn into Canadian history and archival research through the enticement of solving historical cold crimes.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is particularly wonderful about such educational websites like the Learning Centre and the Unsolved Mysteries site is the ways in which they are teaching students not only certain aspects of Canadian History but also about how good history is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Original documents,” states the "&lt;a href="http://www.collectionscanada.gc.ca/education/index-e.html"&gt;Introduction&lt;/a&gt;" page on the Learning Centre, “bring Canadian history and culture directly to students, allowing them to examine evidence from the past and decide for themselves what really happened.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a similar vein, the creators of the Unsolved Mysteries site, in upbeat language addressed directly to the student-user, introduce the idea of doing history, right from the outset. They state on the &lt;a href="http://www.canadianmysteries.ca/mysteries/indexen.html"&gt;homepage&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Please check your preconceptions about "History" at the door. "Doing History" is not memorizing dates, politicians and wars. That is all just context. "Doing History" is the work of the detective, the gumshoe, the private eye -- and we need you to take on this job. All we are left with are traces, artifacts, clues, hints and allegations. Putting those together, weighing the evidence, assessing the credibility of witness accounts, sorting out contradictions, and showing how your solution to the mysteries is the best of all the alternatives -- that is "Doing History".&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As someone whose interest in the past arose only in university, after I learned that there was more to history than just the straightforward, textbook versions offered in highschool (which reduced the past to dry summaries of factual information, devoid of the colour, controversy, and contestation that are the stuff of history), I am amazed at the sophistication of current educational websites that seek to teach students early on how to think critically about the past. The potential of the Web for the promotion not only of history – i.e. the details about past events, people, ideas, etc. – but of historiography – i.e. the ways in which histories are constructed and contested; the process of how we come to understand and re-construct a past that is only ever available to us in fragments – is truly exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In learning about the different sites available on the web, I’ve seen firsthand how effective design – one which attracts the user; presents information in a colourful, consistent, and accessible way; is easy to navigate; and includes interactive elements – is crucial in enticing the visitor to explore and to return to the site. In the virtual world, form is certainly just as crucial as content. Links to the many colourful and effective sites that Don introduced us to can be found on his course &lt;a href="http://publish.uwo.ca/~dspanner/index506.htm"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; (under "Calendar of Topics", then "Lecture Outline" for whichever topic chosen). In particular, Don’s lecture on &lt;a href="http://publish.uwo.ca/~dspanner/lect12a.html"&gt;Digital Outreach&lt;/a&gt; contains links to exhibits that display the ingenuity and creativity flourishing on the web. &lt;a href="http://www.digitalvaults.org/#"&gt;The Digital Vaults&lt;/a&gt; website, created by National Archives and Records Administration (NARA), especially had all of the students exclaiming over its attractive and interactive Flash component.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primary source documents, removed from their traditional archival setting and reconfigured in a slick digital environment, have never appeared more compelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my own presentation, I was fortunate enough to stumble upon a terrific digital exhibit, also created by NARA (in conjunction with the Foundation for the National Archives), entitled “&lt;a href="http://www.archives.gov/exhibits/eyewitness/"&gt;Eyewitness: American Originals from the National Archives&lt;/a&gt;.” This online exhibit presents twenty-six first-hand accounts of dramatic moments in history, from 1775 to 1979, that were in some way connected to Americans, usually notable ones like Thomas Jefferson, Lady Bird Johnson, and President John F. Kennedy. The exhibit features diverse archival materials held by NARA and its Presidential Libraries, ranging from diaries, letters, memos, and transcripts to photographs and audio and visual recordings. Developed as an extension of a physical exhibit that was on display in the National Archives library in June 2006, the digital exhibit exists in both Flash and HTML formats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Flash version of the website, upon which I based my presentation, is very compelling. Before I even read the accompanying text, I was drawn to its visual design. The creators of the site have selected excellent photographs and artwork for the Introduction page and for each of the eyewitness accounts. They have also taken care to integrate explanatory text with the images in a way that does not detract from the picture on display (see, for example, the John Lewis account). From the modern colour scheme with its use of negative (in this case, &lt;em&gt;black&lt;/em&gt;) space to the simple navigation and self-explanatory icons to the consistent and balanced layout of visual and textual items, the design makes the exploration of the website’s content irresistible. Add to that the ability to zoom in on primary source documents for enhanced clarity, to read transcriptions of audio and visual recordings as they play, and to access the site in HTML (for older browser formats), and we have a site that is accessible to a very wide audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the website is visually compelling, it is also textually so. The introduction to each of the eyewitness accounts is very well-written, at times including the kind of vivid, sensory details that one might find in a work of fiction. The quotes that are excerpted, often appearing on the left hand panel within each account, are also well-selected, often dramatic, exciting, or tense in tone. They compel the visitor to explore the archival materials further, to read the document containing the quoted words in full. The explanatory captions are also well-composed, informative without ever descending into the “dry-history-textbook” tone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In revisiting the Eyewitness site, it strikes me how much the development of history-related websites requires a truly conceptual, non-linear approach. Unlike an article or a book, a documentary or a film, the content on history websites can be viewed in countless configurations. This means that every section of the site – perhaps even every page – needs to be self-explanatory and self-contained to a certain extent. It also means that editing online content cannot simply consist of moving orderly through the site to make sure the information makes sense in a linear fashion. Although creators of a site may have a certain order in mind, there is no guarantee that it will be adhered to by postmodern users (with our compulsive clicking/browsing habits and short attention span!). Also writing history for an online environment poses new challenges, especially if text is overlaid on images to create visual interest (as it is in the Eyewitness site) or if it is limited to the size of the screen (for instance, there is no need to scroll in the Eyewitness site, which is a great design feature but poses stricter limits to how much can be written in the introduction to each account).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The need to consider a multitude of factors in website development – such as the choice of colours, fonts, and layout, the selection of archival materials that must be not only historically but also visually compelling, the requirement to write in an engaging manner within the limits of the design, the recognition that users do not acquire content in a linear fashion – makes the presentation of history on the Web extremely challenging. Yet, its multifaceted character is also what makes it so very interesting - and reminds me about why I decided to pursue Public History in the first place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812365975420798485-3039504526782675758?l=vicky-tran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vicky-tran.blogspot.com/feeds/3039504526782675758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812365975420798485&amp;postID=3039504526782675758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812365975420798485/posts/default/3039504526782675758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812365975420798485/posts/default/3039504526782675758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vicky-tran.blogspot.com/2008/12/web-of-wonder.html' title='Web of Wonder'/><author><name>Vicky Tran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12358146200220196500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F9ecQqU47eo/SMienCq-TnI/AAAAAAAAABw/_hcHxkkUiFk/S220/CSC_0136.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3163/3013745466_760d9d521e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812365975420798485.post-8697718372309767337</id><published>2008-11-30T15:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T19:10:15.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revealing History: Part Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Commemorating the Uncomfortable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same week that I learned about the history of Green Gables in light of the bigger picture of national park development (discussed in my previous &lt;a href="http://vicky-tran.blogspot.com/2008/11/revealing-history-part-one.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt;), my friend Ellen sent me another email. It contained a link to an &lt;a href="http://www.theglobeandmail.com/servlet/story/RTGAM.20080919.wmhmontgomery0920/BNStory/mentalhealth"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;em&gt;The Globe and Mail&lt;/em&gt;, one that I have only had a chance to read recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The article’s title is significant: it promises to reveal “The heartbreaking truth about Anne’s creator.” Its author, Kate Macdonald Butler, is the granddaughter of Lucy Maud Montgomery. In the article, Butler shares how her grandmother suffered from immense depression. Despite the success that Montgomery achieved, Butler writes that “she was isolated, sad and filled with worry and dread for much of her life,” an experience borne in part from having married a man who also suffered from mental illness as well as from the restrictions that she faced, as a clergyman’s wife and as a mother of three, during a generation which, in Butler’s words, “simply did not acknowledge personal dysfunction, let alone seek help.” [1]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the details of Montgomery’s depression have been generally known, Butler reveals a solemn fact about its extent which her family has kept to themselves for over half a century: that Lucy Maud Montgomery, whose writings speak of enduring beauty, hope, and renewal, ended her own life in 1942, at the age of 67.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked to learn about this other history, yet another sad component to this PEI story – but I was also moved. I was even encouraged, not because of the sobering truth behind Montgomery’s death but because of the reasons that motivated Butler to share this truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butler mentions that the &lt;em&gt;Globe&lt;/em&gt;’s recent &lt;a href="http://www.theglobeandmail.com/breakdown"&gt;series&lt;/a&gt; on mental health caused her to consider depression and its effects on her own family’s history. Additionally, the 100th year anniversary of the publication of &lt;em&gt;Anne of Green Gables&lt;/em&gt;, which has inspired commemorative events around the world, convinced her and her family that it was the right time to share the truth about the famous author.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here commemoration – so often just a tapestry woven from golden threads of celebration, of nostalgia, of selective memory; an act that usually conceals, rather than reveals, the unattractive aspects of the past – becomes the unlikely backdrop for Montgomery’s descendants to share a more complete, if uncomfortable, history about one of Canada’s most revered authors. In sharing this difficult story, Butler hopes to help dispel some of the stigma and myths surrounding mental illness – that it only “happens to other people, not us – and most certainly not to our heroes and icons” – as well as to offer her conviction that secrecy is not the way to go about dealing with this enduring condition of humanity. In breaking the silence, she also wishes to help those currently going through similar situations: “I hope,” she expresses, “that by writing about my grandmother now there might be less secrecy and more awareness that will ease the unnecessary suffering so many people experience as a result of such depressions.” [2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was encouraged (if a little melancholy) after reading this article because it suggests that commemoration need not only be acts of selective memory, warm and fuzzy half-pictures of a past that is too often re-constructed to suit the needs of the people doing the remembering. The appearance of this article, indeed of the &lt;em&gt;Globe&lt;/em&gt;’s&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;series itself, also suggests the changing perceptions of mental illness and the possibility for more openness in dealing with this difficult subject. The recent focus on this subject is also particularly relevant, as our Public History class is working on creating a digital exhibit to present the history of a particular asylum, and I am reminded that how we discuss mental illness – down to our very word choices – carries with it a certain social responsibility and a need for respect and understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also mostly encouraged by the public response to this article. Many of the &lt;a href="http://www.theglobeandmail.com/servlet/story/RTGAM.20080919.wmhmontgomery0920/CommentStory/mentalhealth#comments"&gt;comments&lt;/a&gt; posted by &lt;em&gt;Globe &lt;/em&gt;readers thanked Butler for revealing the truth of Montgomery’s history. Many of them also included an honest and thoughtful reflection on how her writings touched them personally. Thus, far from being discomfited by the truth of the past, readers affirmed that their appreciation of Montgomery’s writings was not in any way diminished, that, in fact, their admiration for her novels, and for the author herself, only increased when they realized the duress under which Montgomery was writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this response supports well Wilton Corkern’s remark, in the particular context of heritage tourism, that “visitors" – and here we can substitute the more general term “people” – "seek authenticity” rather than the sort of safe, non-controversial, predictable, and even inaccurate histories, as Corken has shown, that are often presented in the public realm. [3] And I think people seek out such authentic history not because of a voyeuristic impulse or what sociologists have called a “fascination with the abject” (though, granted, this can be the case too at times, as in the appeal, I think, of “dark tourism,” outlined by John Lennon and Malcolm Foley, who show how death has become a commodity, readily packaged and sold at historic tourist sites [4]). I think people seek out and respond to authentic history because it shows us how those from another time and place still face some of the same, enduring problems of humanity. It reveals to us the ways in which we are not, after all, so very different from those who came before us. It is, I think, the same appeal that classical literature commands, what makes it stand the test of time to become those stories that, in the words of one writer, "never finish telling their tales."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Søren Kierkegaard, an influential 19th century Danish philosopher and theologian, once pondered the question: what is a poet? He concluded that “a poet is an unhappy being whose heart is torn by secret sufferings, but whose lips are so strangely formed that when the sighs and cries escape them, they sound like beautiful music.” I have only ever heard the beautiful music of Montgomery’s writings. To be more fully aware of her secret sufferings, and even of her untimely end, only makes the poetry of her work that much more moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] Kate Macdonald Butler, “The heartbreaking truth about Anne’s creator,” &lt;em&gt;The Globe and Mail.com&lt;/em&gt;, September 27, 2008, &lt;a href="http://www.theglobeandmail.com/servlet/story/RTGAM.20080919.wmhmontgomery0920/BNStory/mentalhealth"&gt;http://www.theglobeandmail.com/servlet/story/RTGAM.20080919.wmhmontgomery0920/BNStory/mentalhealth&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2] Ibid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[3] Wilton Corken, “Heritage Tourism: Where Public and History Don’t Always Meet,” &lt;em&gt;American Studies International&lt;/em&gt; 42, 2&amp;amp;3 (2004): 7-16. The quote is from page 16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[4] John J. Lennon and Malcolm Foley, &lt;em&gt;Dark Tourism&lt;/em&gt; (London: Continuum, 2000), 1-12.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812365975420798485-8697718372309767337?l=vicky-tran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vicky-tran.blogspot.com/feeds/8697718372309767337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812365975420798485&amp;postID=8697718372309767337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812365975420798485/posts/default/8697718372309767337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812365975420798485/posts/default/8697718372309767337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vicky-tran.blogspot.com/2008/11/revealing-history-part-two.html' title='Revealing History: Part Two'/><author><name>Vicky Tran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12358146200220196500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F9ecQqU47eo/SMienCq-TnI/AAAAAAAAABw/_hcHxkkUiFk/S220/CSC_0136.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812365975420798485.post-2781215837444292324</id><published>2008-11-20T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T19:01:46.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revealing History: Part One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F9ecQqU47eo/SSY-hFgteiI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fMrxtcJO8lE/s1600-h/CSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270969152019724834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F9ecQqU47eo/SSY-hFgteiI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fMrxtcJO8lE/s320/CSC_0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Constructing Green Gables&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several weeks ago, my friend Ellen emailed me to say that she was re-reading &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Anne of Green Gables&lt;/span&gt; in light of the 100th anniversary of its publication this year, and to suggest – because, I’ll confess, we are both ardent f&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Anne&lt;/span&gt;s of Montgomery’s creation – that we ought to watch the movie together again when I returned to Vancouver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little history is perhaps in order here. I discovered Montgomery’s &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Anne &lt;/span&gt;series at the age of 11 and fell in love with these stories from the outset, not only with the humorous adventures of the spirited redhead but also with the beauty, hope, and longing that Montgomery’s writings evoked. They were the formative books of my childhood and youth. I grew up wanting to taste raspberry cordial and plum pudding, uttering phrases whose meanings I only vaguely discerned, like “castle in the air” and “depths of despair,” and mourning change while keeping one eye yet open to its tragic romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These books also immersed me in late 19th/early 20th century Canada; they provided one of my earliest glimpses into Maritime history and, before I understood yet what it meant to be a Canadian, they connected me to other young (and not so young) Canadians across the country. We were, to borrow Benedict Anderson’s formulation, [1] an imagined community of Anne-appreciators; whatever our ethnic backgrounds, we shared a culture centred on a romantic version of rural life in PEI at the turn of the century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Receiving Ellen’s email that day made me smile wryly. Its timing was rather ironic: I had just started reading Alan MacEachern’s chapter, “The Greening of Green Gables: Establishing Prince Edward Island National Park, ca. 1936” for my Public History course. The chapter itself begins by noting a humorous irony – that of how Green Gables didn’t actually have green-coloured gables – as a starting point to consider deeper and more troubling ironies that characterized the development of PEI’s National Park in the 1930s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the course of the chapter, Dr. MacEachern traces the constructed and contested nature of the park, from the public debates over its physical coordinates and touristic appeal, to the subsequent disenfranchisement of long-time residents whose farms were unfortunate enough to fall in the strip of land unilaterally acquired by the federal Park Branch to constitute the National Park. No one who lived in the designated area had the right to remain; their homes were not spared. “The Parks Branch,” writes MacEachern, “tore down the houses and barns of families who had worked and lived there for generations.” The one building that was spared – and not only spared, but restored beyond the ordinary upkeep of PEI farms – was Green Gables. [2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised, and a little dismayed, to learn about this &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;other &lt;/span&gt;history connected to the house that had inspired Montgomery. It is, as MacEachern has shown, a revealing history of expropriation, of how tourism interests trumped individual rights. It is also a history that emphasizes the social construction of parks, highlighting its &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;natural characteristics, its superimposed boundaries that cut across homes and lives with little regard. It’s a history, I imagine, that is not and has not been told by tour guides to the many visitors that travel, and have travelled, to Cavendish each year to see Green Gables. MacEachern’s chapter reveals well the irony of this story, how a house connected to a work of fiction – “never Lucy Maud Montgomery’s home, and never more than a real home to a fictional character” [3] – has endured in what became Prince Edward Island National Park when those of its very real inhabitants did not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I would add, there is another sad irony that emerges in this history: the way in which Green Gables and its surrounding area have been preserved and developed is hardly in keeping with the spirit of Montgomery’s writings. The site’s tendency to become a tourist destination &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;avec &lt;/span&gt;“the obnoxious amusements” [4] – from the golf course that the Parks Branch developed back in the 30s, which encircled the house and “overwhelmed all pre-existing landscape, including Green Gables itself,” [5] to the present day “circus” feel of the place, to use the description of one of my disapproving friends in the Maritimes – surely does not give visitors an authentic sense of the heart and soul of Montgomery’s books, even though these works have been the basis, to some extent, of much of this preservation and development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s probably not too much of a conjecture to say that Lucy Maud Montgomery, before her death in 1942, was likely very dismayed to find out about the touristic transformation of Green Gables under the National Parks Branch. I imagine particular horror on her side over the discovery that the holes of the newly established golf course were named after her book, with titles, according to MacEachern, like “Haunted Wood” and “Ann Shirley” (&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Ann &lt;/span&gt;without an e!). [6]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The intrusion of commerce into what ought to have remained beautiful and sacred in Montgomery’s eyes would have, I’m certain, brought the author grief. After all, her most famous character goes through a similar situation. Anne is horror-stricken when one of her stories wins a contest sponsored by a &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;baking powder &lt;/span&gt;company. This story, initially rejected by a national magazine, had been secretly entered in the contest by her well-meaning but misguided best friend, who had simply inserted the requisite line to advertise baking powder in the story. Despite winning substantial prize money, Anne feels that all that was beautiful and innocent has been desecrated, tainted by commercial interests:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I feel as if I were disgraced forever,” she mourns. “What do you think a mother would feel like if she found her child tattooed over with a baking powder advertisement? I feel just the same. I loved my poor little story, and I wrote it out of the best that was in me. And it is &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;sacrilege &lt;/span&gt;to have it degraded to the level of a baking powder advertisement.” [7]&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is sad that the interests of tourism have outweighed the importance of authenticity in the presentation of key aspects of Cavendish’s past. The stories of those inhabitants affected by the development of Prince Edward Island National Park – both their lives and experiences before expropriation as well as their struggles against it – are an important part of the historical record. Yet, it is unlikely that visitors to Cavendish will ever hear about this other history. What they &lt;em&gt;will&lt;/em&gt; learn about is characterized by a sad irony: in making a pilgrimage to see the actual place and town that inspired a very real author, what they’re mostly seeing is the influence of tourism on the physical landscape, rather than the authentic presentation of the spirit and beliefs of the author who was moved by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] Benedict Anderson, &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Imagined Communities: Reflections on the Origin and Spread of Nationalism&lt;/span&gt;, rev. ed. (London and New York: Verso, 2006), 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2] Alan MacEachern, &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Natural Selections: National Parks in Atlantic Canada, 1935-1970&lt;/span&gt;, (Montreal: McGill-Queen’s University Press, 1990), 73-97. The quote is from page 73.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[3] Ibid., 87.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[4] F.H.H. Williamson, deputy commissioner of parks, quoted in ibid., 82. Williamson's idea was to develop PEI's National Park as "a typical seaside resort, sans the obnoxious amusements."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[5] Ibid., 94.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[6] Ibid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[7] Lucy Maud Montgomery, &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Anne of the Island&lt;/span&gt; (1915), Google Book Search, October 2004, &lt;a href="http://books.google.ca/books?hl=en&amp;amp;id=CPVSKM6X5oYC&amp;amp;dq=anne+of+the+island&amp;amp;printsec=frontcover&amp;amp;source=web&amp;amp;ots=YZ_qEee__a&amp;amp;sig=xB0pm9_jtX27AVPKv1JabuKjN-M&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=book_result&amp;amp;resnum=4&amp;amp;ct=result#PPA153,M1"&gt;http://books.google.ca/books?hl=en&amp;amp;id=CPVSKM6X5oYC&amp;amp;dq=anne+of+the+island&amp;amp;printsec=frontcover&amp;amp;source=web&amp;amp;ots=YZ_qEee__a&amp;amp;sig=xB0pm9_jtX27AVPKv1JabuKjN-M&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=book_result&amp;amp;resnum=4&amp;amp;ct=result#PPA153,M1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812365975420798485-2781215837444292324?l=vicky-tran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vicky-tran.blogspot.com/feeds/2781215837444292324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812365975420798485&amp;postID=2781215837444292324' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812365975420798485/posts/default/2781215837444292324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812365975420798485/posts/default/2781215837444292324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vicky-tran.blogspot.com/2008/11/revealing-history-part-one.html' title='Revealing History: Part One'/><author><name>Vicky Tran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12358146200220196500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F9ecQqU47eo/SMienCq-TnI/AAAAAAAAABw/_hcHxkkUiFk/S220/CSC_0136.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F9ecQqU47eo/SSY-hFgteiI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fMrxtcJO8lE/s72-c/CSC_0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812365975420798485.post-2232231617588157039</id><published>2008-10-26T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T21:38:04.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Transparent Web: Part Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Personalized Utopia or Orwellian Dystopia?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Search engines will become more pervasive than they already are, but paradoxically less visible, if you allow them to personalise increasingly your own search experience.” [1]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If you’re really concerned about technology, however, remember that it has the most potential to be dangerous when you stop seeing it.” [2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my last Digital History class, I (very casually) threw out the term “Orwellian dystopia” into the pool of ideas and concepts for potential discussion. I threw it out a bit in jest (because I have a declared weakness for polysyllabic words), but mostly in earnest (because, as indicated in my last post, I have had cause to think about Orwell and &lt;em&gt;1984&lt;/em&gt; lately). The term isn’t mine of course, but comes out of one of the readings for the week: Phil Bradley’s "&lt;a href="http://www.ariadne.ac.uk/issue47/search-engines/"&gt;Search Engines: Where We Were, Are Now, and Will Ever Be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As its title clearly suggests, Bradley’s article traces the evolution of search engines, from their rather crude beginnings when web design wasn’t yet a consideration to their present-day, sophisticated forms, which promise to make our searches more &lt;em&gt;personally&lt;/em&gt; relevant than ever before. Ruminating on the potential for search engines to get to know us individually – to the point of recommending events that we (as in &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; specifically, or &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt; specifically) might wish to attend when visiting a new city or whether the supermarket down the road has the same item you or I want, only cheaper – Bradley makes the point about the pervasity and increasing invisibility of search engines which forms the first of the two opening quotes above. He then wonders if the ways in which users are sitting back, letting the alerting services of search engines bring custom-made information to them – “since the engines can monitor what you do and where you go” – will lead to an “Orwellian dystopia” of sorts. Bradley’s advice for avoiding such a dystopia? “Users will need to consider very carefully,” he writes, “exactly to what extent they let search engines into their lives.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bradley’s point about the expansive, yet increasingly invisible, nature of search engines fits nicely with some of the ideas articulated in a blog post of my Digital History prof, Dr. William Turkel (or Bill, as he would wish us to call him). In this post, entitled “&lt;a href="http://digitalhistoryhacks.blogspot.com/2007/04/luddism-is-luxury-you-cant-afford.html"&gt;Luddism is a Luxury You Can’t Afford&lt;/a&gt;” (which, I might add, graciously avoids lambasting latter day Luddites but seeks instead to understand them), Bill considers what it is exactly that neo-Luddites are objecting to when they consider technology. Drawing on Heidegger’s distinction between ready-at-hand and present-at-hand objects, Bill points out that it is the second group that poses problems for those uncomfortable with technology. This is simply because these objects are always visible and mostly intrusive – “something you have to deal with.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, ready-at-hand things are invisible, unnoticed, and therefore accepted as a natural – rather than a technological – part of existence (the coffee cup, electricity, the iPod even). However, “these invisible and pervasive technologies,” Bill notes, in the same vein as Bradley, “are exactly the ones that humanists should be thinking about…because they have the deepest implications for who and what we are.” The post ends with the words I quoted above, about invisibility being the most potentially “dangerous” aspect of technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been ruminating lately on the idea of transparency on the Web, and it seems to me that there is a strange sort of tension that exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the one hand, as Kevin Kelly’s talk has shown (discussed in the previous &lt;a href="http://vicky-tran.blogspot.com/2008/10/transparent-web-part-one.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt;), users are required to be transparent in cyberspace, if they wish to have any sort of personalization. The Web can’t make recommendations if it doesn’t know you, if your searching patterns, socializing patterns, buying patterns, browsing patterns are not visible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, its very collection of this information and the ways in which it presents you with a set of personalized results are becoming less visible, as Bradley has argued. One might actually put this another way, and say that the Web, search engines included, is becoming &lt;em&gt;more&lt;/em&gt; transparent, not in making itself visible, but in making itself invisible. It is becoming so transparent that, like spotlessly clear glass, users cannot see that there is something mediating between them and the information world out there, and so they might be tempted to conclude that the search results they’ve gotten are natural and obvious results showing the most naturally important and self-evident links.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our last Digital History class, it was Rob, I believe, who brought up the issue of Google search results and the problem that they can be very limiting – without the user realizing that they are limiting. Since, as &lt;a href="http://www.dancohen.org/2006/04/17/the-single-box-humanities-search/"&gt;Dan Cohen &lt;/a&gt;has said, Google is the first resource that most students go to for research (at least, the graduate students he polled do), [3] the results it presents may very well define how a subject is understood. The danger, then, is that users won’t be critical of their search results, and how they may be tailored or skewed based on numerous factors, because they don’t even realize that such mediation mechanisms are taking place. Thus, invisibility, as Bill has noted, is a definite problem. And, I have to wonder as well, in terms of research, if personalization is too. Will one’s understanding of World War One, say, or of John A. McDonald, or Joseph Stalin, or Mary Wollstonecraft be influenced by one’s buying patterns? Music interests? Socializing habits? If it’s to be accepted that students start their research using Google, and they are signing into Google’s services when conducting such research, what implications does this have on their understanding of history? On the writing of history?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to try to tie together the strands of these last two posts: it seems that transparency on the Web, in the search engines that exist, is rooted in their invisibility – such engines are a window to the information world that’s easily mistaken for an unmediated glimpse of the real world itself – while transparency of users means their utter visibility and machine-readability. I agree with Bradley and Bill that we shouldn’t take invisible technologies for granted – they need to be explored, critiqued, and discussed; made &lt;em&gt;visible&lt;/em&gt;, in other words – so that users can decide for themselves how far they want to go in the age of personalization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel compelled to add that to approach these issues from a questioning stance is not to reject the benefits of search engines, or of personalization, or of the Web, or of technology at all. (I, for one, recently ordered a book from Amazon based on its recommendation – or, more precisely, because its very first recommendation was a book that a friend had already suggested I read; that Amazon was in line with someone who knows me well amazed me enough to purchase the book!) The issue is never simply, I think, technology in and of itself. It is the &lt;em&gt;uses&lt;/em&gt; of technology, how new capabilities, especially in the digital age, is going to be employed and what their developments and effects might mean (and have already meant) for individuals and groups in society that is the crucial issue at hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To conclude, I think Marshall McLuhan’s classic metaphor about the dual nature of technology – how it both “extends” and “amputates” – is still relevant and instructive today. It seems that in most discussions about technological innovation, we nearly always hear about “extensions” (Kelly did the same thing; though interestingly, he went so far as to reverse McLuhan's idea, calling humans the extension of the machine) but we rarely hear about “amputations.” Perhaps a balanced approach – one that keeps visible both the advantages and disadvantages of new technologies, that considers their impact in a broad sense, neither blindly fearing them because they are new nor unreservedly embracing them for the same reason – is the way to ensure that we remain critical in the digital age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] Phil Bradley, “Search Engines: Where We Were, Are Now, and Will Ever Be,” &lt;em&gt;Ariadne Magazine&lt;/em&gt; 47 (2006), &lt;a href="http://www.ariadne.ac.uk/issue47/search-engines/"&gt;http://www.ariadne.ac.uk/issue47/search-engines/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2] William J. Turkel, "Luddism is a Luxury You Can't Afford," &lt;em&gt;Digital History Hacks, &lt;a href="http://digitalhistoryhacks.blogspot.com/2007/04/luddism-is-luxury-you-cant-afford.html"&gt;http://digitalhistoryhacks.blogspot.com/2007/04/luddism-is-luxury-you-cant-afford.html&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[3] Daniel J. Cohen, “The Single Box Humanities Search,” &lt;em&gt;Dan Cohen's Digital Humanities Blog&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.dancohen.org/2006/04/17/the-single-box-humanities-search/"&gt;http://www.dancohen.org/2006/04/17/the-single-box-humanities-search/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812365975420798485-2232231617588157039?l=vicky-tran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vicky-tran.blogspot.com/feeds/2232231617588157039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812365975420798485&amp;postID=2232231617588157039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812365975420798485/posts/default/2232231617588157039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812365975420798485/posts/default/2232231617588157039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vicky-tran.blogspot.com/2008/10/transparent-web-part-two.html' title='The Transparent Web: Part Two'/><author><name>Vicky Tran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12358146200220196500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F9ecQqU47eo/SMienCq-TnI/AAAAAAAAABw/_hcHxkkUiFk/S220/CSC_0136.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812365975420798485.post-5327271517193617922</id><published>2008-10-25T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T21:59:38.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Transparent Web: Part One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Predicting the Next 5000 Days of the Web”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, a friend of mine sent me a link to a video on &lt;a href="http://www.ted.com/index.php"&gt;TED.com&lt;/a&gt;. In this &lt;a href="http://www.ted.com/index.php/talks/kevin_kelly_on_the_next_5_000_days_of_the_web.html"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt; (which, if you have 20 minutes to spare, is highly worth checking out), the presenter, Kevin Kelly, traces the Web’s development over the last 5000 days of its existence. Calling it humanity’s most reliable machine, Kelly compares the Web, in its size and complexity, to the human brain – with the notable difference being, of course, that the former, and not the latter, is doubling in power every two years. As he sees it, this machine is going to “exceed humanity in processing power” by 2040.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only does Kelly look back on the last 5000 days, he also projects forward, and considers what the &lt;em&gt;next&lt;/em&gt; 5000 days will bring in the Web’s evolution. What he envisions is that the Web will become a single global construct – “the One” he calls it, for lack of a better term – and that all devices – cell phones, iPods, computers, etc. – will look into the One, will be portals into this single Machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Web, Kelly states (pretty calmly, I might add), will own everything; no bits will reside outside of it. Everything will be connected to it because everything will have some aspect of the digital built into it that will allow it to be “machine-readable.” “Every item and artefact,” he envisions, “will have embedded in it some little sliver of webness and connection.” So a pair of shoes, for instance, might be thought of as “a chip with heels” and a car as “a chip with wheels.” No longer a virtual environment of linked pages, the Web, in Kelly’s conception, will become a space in which actual items, physical things, can be linked to and will find their representation on the Web. He calls this entity the Internet of Things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re not, of course, quite at that stage yet, but we are, according to Kelly, entering into the era of linked data, where not only web pages are being linked, but specific information, ideas, words, nouns even, are being connected. One example is the social site which allows a person to construct an elaborate social network online. From Kelly’s perspective, all this data – the social connections and relationships that we each have – should not have to be re-entered from one site to the next; you should just have to convey it once. The Web, he says, should know you and who all your friends are – “that’s what you want” he states (again, quite matter-of-factly) – and that is where he sees things moving: that the Web should know and &lt;em&gt;remember&lt;/em&gt; all this data about each of us, at a personal level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this new world of shared data and linked things, where (as I have pondered in a previous post) the line between the virtual and the physical is no longer an identifiable line, Kelly sees one important implication: co-dependency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Web, he says, will be ubiquitous, and, in fact, for him, “the closer it is, the better.” Of course, in knowing us personally, in anticipating our needs, the Web exacts a price: “Total personalization in this new world,” Kelly concedes, “will require total transparency.” But this is not a hefty price for Kelly, who, it seems, would prefer to ask Google to tell him vital information (like his phone number for instance) rather than try to remember such things himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sheer dependency on the web is not a frightening prospect for Kelly; he compares it to our dependency on the alphabet, something we cannot imagine ourselves without. In the same way, he argues, we won’t be able to imagine ourselves without this Machine, a machine which is at once going to be smarter than any one of us, but is going to (somehow) be a reflection of all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly ends his talk with a “to do” list, which, for its tone alone, needs to be repeated:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There is only One machine.&lt;br /&gt;The Web is its OS.&lt;br /&gt;All screens look into the One.&lt;br /&gt;No bits will live outside the web.&lt;br /&gt;To share is to gain.&lt;br /&gt;Let the One read it.&lt;br /&gt;The One is us.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will confess that when I finished watching the video, I shuddered a little. I found Kelly’s predictions to be fascinating but also pretty unsettling. (And I’ll admit: it made me think of &lt;em&gt;The Matrix&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;1984 &lt;/em&gt;at various points.) My reaction, I suppose, stems from a discomfort with anything that smacks of...centralization, of one big global entity, so the concept of One Machine that owns everything and connects everyone, One Machine which is both us, and yet a bigger and smarter and better us, is simply disconcerting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can admit my own biases. As a History student, I’ve examined enough regimes over the years to be wary of certain rhetoric and have noticed how, at times, things framed in terms of unity and community and sharing (in this case, of data, networks, knowledge, etc.) can devolve into something that becomes a cultural hegemony of sorts, or worse, a system of pervasive surveillance. (Kelly did, after all, mention shoes as "a chip with heels" and cars as a "chip with wheels," developments which can certainly aid individuals in staying connected to one another, for instance, but can also aid the State in staying connected to individuals.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The embedding of the digital into everything in the material world, including people, so that it can be read by one machine, is an unsettling notion. I guess I don't prefer to have everything personalized, to have a single, networked, global machine that reads me and knows everything and everyone connected to me. It may be convenient – and it seems that convenience, along with speed, are the two guiding principles behind technological developments – but I'd rather not be so transparent in cyberspace, to be so utterly "Machine-readable."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting aside my own personal reaction to Kelly’s predictions, what are the implications of his thoughts concerning the Web’s evolution on the discipline of history? If realized, the new world of linked things will certainly demand, as some digital historians have already noted, a re-thinking of how history is researched and presented. The possibilities for new connections to be made – not only between data and ideas, but between actual things, artefacts – are, I’m sure, going to change and open up the ways in which history is understood, communicated, and taught, especially by and to the public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can imagine already, down the road, that someone interested, say, in the history and development of the camera, might be able to pull up, in a split-second search, every single camera made in the 20th century that is owned and catalogued by all the museums that have taken the trouble to embed digital info into these objects, which then makes them linkable, “machine-friendly”. Artefacts made in the 21st century that already contain that “sliver of webness and connection” will be even more easy to search for and pull up (for the 22nd century historian let’s say), existing, as it were, already as digital-physical hybrids. The ease with which actual things can be connected and thus compared, regardless of their geographical location, is going to make for some interesting comparative histories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the possibility for new engagements with history is there (as it ever is, I think, with the emergence of new technologies). I only wonder how one is going to possibly keep up with all the changes, with the Web and its continual evolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812365975420798485-5327271517193617922?l=vicky-tran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vicky-tran.blogspot.com/feeds/5327271517193617922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812365975420798485&amp;postID=5327271517193617922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812365975420798485/posts/default/5327271517193617922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812365975420798485/posts/default/5327271517193617922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vicky-tran.blogspot.com/2008/10/transparent-web-part-one.html' title='The Transparent Web: Part One'/><author><name>Vicky Tran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12358146200220196500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F9ecQqU47eo/SMienCq-TnI/AAAAAAAAABw/_hcHxkkUiFk/S220/CSC_0136.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812365975420798485.post-8555954642120989647</id><published>2008-10-08T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T22:16:30.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F9ecQqU47eo/SSZSLCKkWVI/AAAAAAAAADM/mXiJiRHjZak/s1600-h/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F9ecQqU47eo/SSZSLCKkWVI/AAAAAAAAADM/mXiJiRHjZak/s400/13.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270990763396979026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the last weekend in September, I had the good fortune to be able to attend my first – I hesitate to call it this, for reasons that should become apparent – academic conference hosted at the Glendon College campus of York University in Toronto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s true that academics organized this conference – several energetic PhD students from York &amp;amp; University of Toronto spent over a year putting it together. It’s also true that a good number of academics attended it – there were scholars from universities across Canada and even in the States. And, in terms of organization, scholarship, presentation, and professionalism, I am sure the conference rivalled any others that are set within the academy. But to call this particular gathering an &lt;em&gt;academic&lt;/em&gt; conference is to undercut somewhat its very reason for being, which was to consider history - and how history is done - beyond the walls of the university, at the level of community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The organizers named this conference “&lt;a href="http://activehistory.wordpress.com/"&gt;Active History: History for the Future&lt;/a&gt;” and their welcome statement in the conference booklet summarizes well its non-academic spirit: “The conference themes…address the ways in which historians and other scholars must do more than produce knowledge for peer-reviewed journals and academic monographs, must do more than present at academic conferences, must do more than require oral interviewees to sign ethics forms and read over transcripts.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having read, and lamented with my peers, about the gaping divide between public history and academic history, having wondered myself whether the history that I might participate in producing as a public historian will ever be, or be considered, as “valid” as the histories generated by those within academia, attending this conference felt a little bit like coming home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Public history is not, of course, exactly identical to active history – the latter, as I understand it, is an approach to history that self-consciously attempts to understand the past &lt;em&gt;in order&lt;/em&gt; to change the present and shape the future. But if the field of public history itself does not seem to me to be quite as socially and politically driven in its usual incarnations (which is not to say that it can’t be), in many ways, these two kinds of approaches to doing history overlap. I noticed this just in the vocabulary of the conference, in the key words and concepts that were articulated again and again, words like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;community; stories; narrative; engagement; accessibility; dialogue; communication; digitization; interactivity; teaching; multimedia; creativity; audience; collaboration; negotiation; inclusivity; participatory; partnerships; networks; reflexivity; and material culture – just to name some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of these are not words that typically describe academic history, but they’re words that I get excited about. And it was heartening to see that there is a large network of researchers, both university-based and community-based, just as excited too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what did I take home from the conference? The following were some of my observations, in no particular order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Creativity counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, it doesn’t only count; it seems crucial in any project geared towards presenting the past to the public. The good news is, there seems to be countless ways to be creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One engaging way is through food. Karim Tiro, from Xavier University, shared about an exhibit on the history of sugar that he’s planning. The twist? It’s going to be set in a public food market – a civic space, he said, where the community gathers and makes itself visible – instead of within a traditional museum setting with its oftentimes authoritative curatorial voice, which can be distancing. Such markets, he said, are great spaces to share history because people are naturally interested in food. His project strikes me as an innovative way to approach important historical issues – like slavery, like politics – through something people are intimately familiar with. And Karim is turning that on its head too. His goal: to make the familiar unfamiliar, and thus to hopefully engage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Outside the box is the place to be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conference attendees were keen to think beyond the boundaries of traditional history, whether it was ivory tower history, glass-encased history (i.e. in museums), or mainstream history. The desire is to move away from only producing manuscripts sprawling with footnotes, or only accessing traditional archives that are silent when it comes to the histories of those who didn’t leave written records, to recognizing the importance of oral histories, personal stories, and other ways of understanding the past, especially as it relates to marginalized groups. This desire was interestingly expressed in the very methods of some of the presenters themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eva Marie Garroutte of Boston College illustrated how one could craft a research methodology based on a particular cultural practice within a community, and, in so doing, to include the research subjects in the history-making process. This meant that we had a chance to learn about the Cherokee Stomp Dance and to hear about how methods of research could incorporate structural elements from this cultural practice. Mary Breen of the Second Wave Archival Project presented on feminist history and allotted some of her presentation time to reading directly from excerpts of oral history transcripts. The result? We got to hear stories in the voices, cadences, tones of the female participants themselves (including the humorous story of one woman who, throughout her marriage, always kept some “running away” money on her – just in case).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Community research = respectful research.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lillian Petroff of the Multicultural Historical Society, who conducts oral histories of members from various communities, expressed the stakes so well: “When people agree to be interviewed,” she said, “they are putting the meaning of their lives in your hands.” So she’s careful to approach her interviewees with respect, always as subjects, never as objects, and the result is that she often ends up forming lifelong friendships. Her goal is to build relationships and engage in dialogue. Lillian made an interesting point that because oral history has often attempted to mirror written history, it has often &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; been about &lt;em&gt;conversation&lt;/em&gt;. And I won’t readily forget her provocative admonition not to “pimp” as a researcher: using your subjects, getting what you need, and then exiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Audience matters.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed it does. Speakers and participants talked spiritedly about making history accessible, interactive, and engaging. Creative ways for drawing an audience, especially one that might &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; be interested in history at the outset, were discussed, from holding meetings in museum spaces (which is far less intimidating than being asked to go visit a museum) to bringing history out onto the streets (using posters, for example) to hosting community events that spark interest in the histories of one’s own neighbours (like holding “antique roadshows” where members can bring items for “show and tell” and, possibly, donate them!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two is better than one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Active history, public history, is not isolated history. Collaboration – not only with academics, but with community members, community-based researchers, members of historical societies and of other relevant organizations – is crucial. Heather George, a fellow UWO Public History student, (bravely) stated the need for us to realize that academic historians have one way of approaching history, community members have another, equally valid, way, and that we must work at incorporating both in any historical narrative. Lisa Helps, one of the organizers from U of T, articulated this as the need for collaborative methodologies. We left thinking about the importance of developing networks and partnerships with diverse people and groups, and of the need to share resources, knowledge, and expertise. The resounding idea is that good history in the public realm will always be collaborative – and transformative too, for both participants and researchers, as Lisa expressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Technology is your friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Not surprisingly, digitization was mentioned over the course of the conference. So were websites, GIS mapping, and even YouTube. Perhaps the only key word of the digital age I expected to hear but didn’t was Wikipedia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lorraine O’Donnell, an independent historian, put it nicely when she referred to the web as a “repository for personal and community memory and history,” and stressed it as a resource that we should all work towards using. And James Cullingham, owner of Tamarack Productions, in his “how-to-make-a-living” advice to us Public History students in particular, threw out the word “multiplatform”: can the project, he asked, be conceived as something that can be watched on a cell phone, on the web, or on television? (The answer should be yes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reflexivity is always important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craig Heron of York University emphasized the need for us to think more about how people learn. Beyond just slapping text on an exhibit panel or on a website, he said that we need to consider how information is created and what message people leave with. Being aware of one’s practice, of how one communicates, even of power imbalances, were important themes that resurfaced throughout the conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, finally, not to forget that history in the public realm can be contentious:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Politics happens.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhonda Hinther from the Canadian Museum of Civilization talked about the challenges of producing history in museums. Certain histories are seen as just too controversial or too political for museum settings. Or they’re simply not the kinds of history that attracts a crowd. Thus, “doing history in a federally-funded setting,” she said, “can be uncomfortable.” One has to be pretty creative to slip in “other” histories and to be prepared – for clashes with administration. But it can also be very rewarding. For Rhonda, I think, part of the reward is to be called a “subversive curator” at the end of the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812365975420798485-8555954642120989647?l=vicky-tran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vicky-tran.blogspot.com/feeds/8555954642120989647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812365975420798485&amp;postID=8555954642120989647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812365975420798485/posts/default/8555954642120989647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812365975420798485/posts/default/8555954642120989647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vicky-tran.blogspot.com/2008/10/homecoming.html' title='Coming Home'/><author><name>Vicky Tran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12358146200220196500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F9ecQqU47eo/SMienCq-TnI/AAAAAAAAABw/_hcHxkkUiFk/S220/CSC_0136.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F9ecQqU47eo/SSZSLCKkWVI/AAAAAAAAADM/mXiJiRHjZak/s72-c/13.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812365975420798485.post-7534305696378036382</id><published>2008-09-30T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T14:50:53.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>P.S. I've decided to change the title of my blog from "Old &amp;amp; New" to "Novel History" for no other reason than I like the latter a little better but it came to me a little later.  The theme is still pretty much the same - reconsidering the old in light of the new - though perhaps the change emphasizes the storyteller role more than the antiquarian one (which the previous quote from Oliver Goldsmith about loving "old things" was wont to stress).  All the better. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812365975420798485-7534305696378036382?l=vicky-tran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vicky-tran.blogspot.com/feeds/7534305696378036382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812365975420798485&amp;postID=7534305696378036382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812365975420798485/posts/default/7534305696378036382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812365975420798485/posts/default/7534305696378036382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vicky-tran.blogspot.com/2008/09/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Vicky Tran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12358146200220196500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F9ecQqU47eo/SMienCq-TnI/AAAAAAAAABw/_hcHxkkUiFk/S220/CSC_0136.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812365975420798485.post-5023129628530460899</id><published>2008-09-30T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T22:06:15.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weight of (a) Matter</title><content type='html'>I’ve come to Western prepared to cast off my Luddite tendencies and to embrace technology wholeheartedly (or, I might add, as wholeheartedly as can be possible for one who has always been rather critical of science &amp;amp; technology, and their impact on human lives).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, in our Public History meeting, I had cause to re-think the matter. I had cause to re-think matter itself, to consider the physical versus the virtual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a class, we visited the &lt;a href="http://www.medicalhistory.uwo.ca/"&gt;UWO Medical Artifact collection &lt;/a&gt;housed in the basement of the Health Sciences Addition. There our professor, Dr. Michelle Hamilton, gave us a tour of the collection and even bid us to don on white gloves so that we could examine certain objects in particular. This was going to be interesting. My experience with “handling” artefacts has mostly consisted of manipulating images of 3-D objects. Being able to zoom in and out of the image and to rotate it in 360 degrees so as to view the object in a multitude of angles has made me think that perhaps the virtual is sufficient. It’s fast, painless, interactive, accessible, and safe – the artefact’s continued preservation is not at risk. What more could one ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as it turns out, I was reminded about the weight of matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picking up one of various blades belonging to a late 19th century amputation kit, I had a visceral reaction. The blade was labelled “Amputation Saw” and was likely used during the American Civil War. I ran my finger along its grooved ebony handle; examined the engraving that read “A.L. Hernstein, New York”; noticed how the wide blade caught the light and gleamed; stared at its sharp, serrated edge and the brown specks of dried blood against the cold metal – and I shivered involuntarily. I was thinking keenly about the men with whom this blade had come into contact, and about the military surgeons who had had to use it, and about how it had somehow survived and made its way all the way from the fields of warfare and agony into my hands in the 21st century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is anything that connects us to the past as directly as possible, it is physical matter. As Thomas Schlereth has noted: “Material culture is not only the most ancient of time’s shapes, it is also a tangible form of a past time persisting in present time.” Still later he adds that “to the historical researcher, [artefacts] are here in his time; and yet they are also still there in another time – that is, in their time.”1 We will never be able to travel back to a moment in history but artifacts are able to travel forward and speak to the next generation. Well, perhaps “speak” is not the right word: I have always been fascinated and frustrated by the silent immensity that objects hold, by their stories that they keep jealously hidden when their owners have long passed away or there is no one to tell them. But silent as they may be at times, artefacts do give us an immediate and mostly unmediated connection to the past which its virtual embodiment is not able to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I still think, like many, that computer technology has made the documents and objects of the past so much more accessible – and in turn, seem so much more varied and abundant - than they have ever been. There will not, perhaps, be a great many who will get to examine that amputation kit as closely as I could last week; but they will be able to see and consider it using the &lt;a href="http://rabbit.vm.its.uwo.ca/MedicalHistory/default.aspx?type=findByInvnoFrameset&amp;amp;invnoToFind=2004.149.01.01"&gt;collection’s website&lt;/a&gt;. And too, I’d add that in discussions about the virtual and the physical, it does not need to become an either/or debate. Physical objects along with their virtual counterparts enhance the study of history; both help one to come to grips with the past. As Anthony Grafton has put it, in the specific context of books and the ramifications of their increasing digitization, “these streams of data, rich as they are, will illuminate, rather than eliminate, books and prints and manuscripts that only the library can put in front of you.”2 This is all true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nonetheless, I think it is good to be reminded, now and then, in an age where the line between the virtual and physical seems to be blurring, where the virtual has almost as much weight – and even more – as the physical, that matter still does, well, matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;1 Thomas J. Schlereth, "Material Culture and Cultural Research," in &lt;em&gt;Material Culture: A Research Guide&lt;/em&gt;, ed. Thomas J. Schlereth (Lawrence: University Press of Kansas, 1985), 9-10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Anthony Grafton, "Future Reading: Digitization and its Discontents," New Yorker.com, November 5, 2007, &lt;a href="http://www.newyorker.com/reporting/2007/11/05/071105fa_fact_grafton"&gt;http://www.newyorker.com/reporting/2007/11/05/071105fa_fact_grafton&lt;/a&gt; (accessed September 17, 2008).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4812365975420798485-5023129628530460899?l=vicky-tran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vicky-tran.blogspot.com/feeds/5023129628530460899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4812365975420798485&amp;postID=5023129628530460899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812365975420798485/posts/default/5023129628530460899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4812365975420798485/posts/default/5023129628530460899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vicky-tran.blogspot.com/2008/09/weight-of-matter.html' title='The Weight of (a) Matter'/><author><name>Vicky Tran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12358146200220196500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F9ecQqU47eo/SMienCq-TnI/AAAAAAAAABw/_hcHxkkUiFk/S220/CSC_0136.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4812365975420798485.post-8021397865140725145</id><published>2008-09-10T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T06:11:00.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preamble</title><content type='html'>It’s funny how things work out sometimes…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was drawn to the Public History program at Western in part because I thought that a program that required students to actively reflect on the process of becoming practitioners of history was supremely interesting and right up my alley. I like to think about process, and I identify with what E.M. Forster once wrote, and that is: “How can I know what I think till I see what I say?” Writing is for me (as for others, I imagine) a process of not only refining my thoughts on a particular topic but also discovering them. (As an undergraduate, I waited for theses to emerge in my papers -- sometimes, I confess, near the end of the drafting process -- with as much apprehension as a 10-year-old staring at a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Magic_8-ball"&gt;Magic 8-Ball &lt;/a&gt;after she’s asked some all-important life question…like: Is Tyler really the one I’m going to marry?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and yet, here I am, “slogging” (both in the literal sense and as a spin-off to &lt;a href="http://a-robertson.blogspot.com/2008/09/to-be-brief.html"&gt;Andrew’s&lt;/a&gt; apt amalgamation) my way through my first introductory post, after having spent a ridiculous amount of time thinking up a two-and-a-half word blog title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it’s because I’m a little distracted by all the thoughts and opinions about academic blogging that I’ve read this past week. The good, the bad, and the in-between. I wonder who (besides my Public History colleagues) will actually read this blog and for whom exactly I’m writing. I wonder if I’ll have anything original to add in an already proliferating blogosphere. (I appreciated &lt;a href="http://digital-history-anecdotes.blogspot.com/2008/09/implicit-or-explicit-that-is-question.html"&gt;Matthew’s&lt;/a&gt; comment about the burden that originality poses.) And I wonder if my posts will deteriorate by mid-November into navel-gazing comments about breakfast (hopefully not, as I tend to skip it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly, I wonder how I will navigate the rather alien terrain of the digital world, from blogging to web-building, when, as an appreciator of old things, I’ve mostly not kept up with the new. (I just sent my first ever text message last week; the iPhone, frankly, scares me.) Nevertheless, I hope somehow to be able to speak what Manan Ahmed calls "&lt;a href="http://www.chapatimystery.com/archives/univercity/the_polyglot_manifesto_i.html"&gt;future-ese&lt;/a&gt;," to be able to learn (some of) the language of the programmer over the course of this year so that I can begin to "&lt;a href="http://www.chapatimystery.com/archives/univercity/the_polyglot_manifesto_ii.html"&gt;re-imagine&lt;/a&gt;", as Ahmed has exhorted, the old in new ways. 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