Robots

Robot of the Day: Dec 16, 2021

Still catching up! Getting closer.

A quick street portrait. This time of year the night light is harsh, contrasty and full of reflections.

Copic Wide markers are always fun (and a little intimidating!) to use.
I’m never sure I’m going to be able to make them work, but they always surprise me!
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Robot of the Day: Dec 08, 2021

It’s been far too long since I last visited the robots. Life, right? I managed to get away and explore some more side streets and encountered this bookseller. I couldn’t really tell what the sign meant but all of the books I picked up seemed to be about cats. So… a cat book store?

Once inside cats could be found lurking more or less inconspicuously.
A few were quite outgoing and friendly, occasionally “checking in” with me as I browsed the shelves.
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Robot of the Day: Oct 07, 2021

A continuation of the story from the last post. It is currently unfinished but we plan to return to it in the coming months.

Was my unease mirrored in my companions’ uncertain movements? One turned to me, “Be at ease. There are no ‘spectral entities’ here— it is just a rodent underfoot.” I glanced down to see the robot shuffle their feet around a scurrying rat as it disappeared into a crack. The other robot had fixed their attention down the dark corridor: “I am unable to explain the appearance of those lights in the distance,” as they gestured at clustered pinpoints of light that appeared to float in the darkness.

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Robot of the Day: Sept 28, 2021

Don’t adjust your chronograph, we’re still working through the highlights of our backlog.

It’s the fleeting unguarded moments that catch my eye: a turn of the head, a mid-stride adjustment, the way a bag’s weight is automatically adjusted. These little moments amid the hustle and bustle, these little glimpses into an inner light, make the citizens of this city so much more real to me.

Illustration of a robot walking with notebook and pen in hand. City silhouette and cloudy sky is in the background.
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Robot of the Day: June 21

With each visit the moments I record stack up. They accumulate; they build up in my memory and create depth and definition. In the evenings the establishment’s 3800K lighting casts everything in amber, arresting and slowing the transition of one moment to the next, allowing me to hold each one and to consider it thoroughly.

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Robot of the day: May 30

These establishments go by a variety of names: “charging salon,” “service shop,” “recharge station,” and the like, including apparently limitless permutations. I still call them cafés because, in use, that’s what they are. A place away from home base to recover, recharge, meet, congregate, chat, share information. It’s still a challenge to find refreshments suitable for myself— typically I must make do with water (sometimes cooled by a peltier chiller) but news is spreading and occasionally I’m surprised by… hot water! I spotted this individual the next table over devoting all of their processing power to a small book. I had no idea what was in the cup and didn’t want to disturb them to ask.

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Robot of the Day: March 16

After a short while the robot found that it began to anticipate the time it spent in the greenhouse. It dedicated much processing time to the observation of the unpredictable fractal growth of the plants in its care.

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Robot of the Day: March 11

I’m going to need a bigger bag. Along with my Copic markers and various cameras, I decided to get a small Sakura Koi watercolor set so I could employ watercolor effects when documenting my observations among the robots.

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Robot of the day: Inktober #5

The robots were engaged in what the humans called “playing chicken.” The outcome was still uncertain. But the robots had several advantages: their metal and composite structures were much stronger than flesh and bone, and data had just been backed up to remote storage. “Lead foot, indeed,” one robot declared. “Mine is titanium and scandium with polycarbon sub-structure!” The internal combustion engines roared with a squeal of tires…