March 28, 2012 in All Day, Class, Communication, Email, Home, Meeting, Office, Project Work, Reading, Research, Teaching, Uncategorized, Writing
Here is an outline of my day of DH. I was appointed Lecturer in Digital Information Studies in UCL in September 2011. One of my most favourite things about being an academic is how much variation there is from day to day. Actually, apart from trying to write for two hours every morning (with the emphasis on ‘trying’ – sometimes I just sit there randomly hitting keys but it’s the act of trying that seems to be the most important part) and lecturing on certain days of the week little is fixed and predictable.
Early morning: writing in my study at home
My study at home
Mid-morning: interviewing Willard McCarty in my office in UCL for the Hidden Histories project that Anne Welsh and I have
Willard McCarty being interviewed by Julianne Nyhan in UCL
Early afternoon: MA Supervision. Pictured is Manan Vohra and Sandina Miller, two students from our wonderful cohort of MA/MSc Students in Digtial Humanities (2011-12)
UCLDH students Manan Vohra and Sandina Miller
Mid-afternoon: Off to meet with the team members of the Montefiore Testimonials Digitisation project. I gave a short lecture and discuss the schema that I’ve built for the project so that the manuscripts can be modelled in TEI.
Early-evening: To Senate House for a reception and the launch of the Early English Laws project (I know little about the content but find the resource fascinating from a dh perspective; the historians who spoke at the launch made clear just how excellent they think the resource is content-wise)
Late-evening: back to King’s Cross to get the train home
March 27, 2012 in All Day, Communication, Email, Meeting, Office, Project Work, Research, Uncategorized
Hello fellow DHers!
Today is one of those days that makes me reflect on the phrase “as busy as a bee”. It had always seemed to me to be a nice way to describe having a lot to do, and for me it conjures up images of soft, furry bees with iridescent wings happily buzzing about a spring-lit garden that is busy yawning and uncurling itself from Winter. This image rapidly collapsed after I learned that worker bees literally work themselves to death. So is it just me who had such a benign interpretation of this phrase? Has its semantic frame of reference shifted from a darker to more positive meaning? Is it just now that we know more about the lives of worker bees that the phrase has taken on this darker overtone? What is the history and origin of the phrase anyways? This is one of the very long list of questions that I intend to investigate some day when I am not as busy as a bee! Not, I hasten to add, that I’m trying to say that I’m going to work myself to death but today is a bit ‘beeish’.
So .. random updates as the day goes on and moments can be snatched at the computer screen in between a whirl of meetings, interviews, email answering, supervision sessions etc