September 4th, 2009 -- by Bacchus
Ornamental Nudes In Brightly Colored Stockings
All the source I have on this is that it was in a directory where I sometimes save images of eBay merchandise. A cabinet of unlabeled curiosities, that’s my hard drive…
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“A cabinet of unlabeled curiosities, that’s my hard drive…”
Warehouse 13, perhaps??
If Warehouse 13 got infested by a colony of garbage-house hoarder families, that would be my hard drive.
I’ve got files that are in a folder called “temp” inside a folder called “pictures” inside a folder called “clean desktop” inside a folder called “old computer” inside a folder called “to be sorted” inside a folder called “from backup drive” inside a folder called … well, you get the idea. Imagine that each of those subdirectories has thirty or forty folders in it and you start to get the idea…
The publisher Dover does compendium books of royalty free art. Aside from some art Nouveau nudes they shy away from controversial things but this looks like something that would be buried deep inside a catalogue of figure reference material, but the coloring looks modern.
Part of what I loved about the computer is that I no longer have to have notes and sketches on the backs of menus and bits of loose paper. I scanned or typed everything into the computer thinking that would de clutter my universe. I have three folders with the remnants of past hard drives which I don’t delete because once a year it turns out that there is something from the windows 98 folder that I need to retrieve or a stupid windows millennium game that I miss. When I die my son will spend days just clicking delete (although I bet all this stuff is mirrored somewhere–what’s that you said about a warehouse 13?)
I swear i’ve seen this somewhere, not just on the crest of my blazer… and nogs to data wilderness. One day small programs will rummage our vast information detritus, combing out anything relevant to bring to our attention.
Eh, fwiw.