I found something new on the internet recently. At least I thought it was new. It was all clean and shiny. A new idea. A neat little slide show with words and pictures combined. It had an attractive name. It was simple to use. Or so they said. And it seemed to be. At least to start with. Until I tried changing font size. I worked it out, but it was a quick fix, a workaround, a temporary solution. Time was of the essence. I wanted something neat, even though it was just an experiment. So I managed to put this together, using images from my multitudinous folders of photographs, and some words I made up on the spot. It's a tad cheesy, I think. Maybe not. It has to do with stopping and looking and noticing the small things. Something I have not being doing enough, recently. And I am paying the price.
Later, when I came to downloading what I had made, I discovered it was not so all-new, all-shiny after all. It was a product which I have been using for years (certainly for the time I spent lecturing) and which is widely treated with disdain. Yep, you guessed it. Powerpoint. Only the lovely new version is called Haiku Deck. Sounds lovely doesn't it? The power of marketing is immense. And scary, too. I am not usually duped (no, of course I didn't actually pay for anything, I almost never do, if I can avoid it). Still, the wee slideshow was quite good fun to make - it will probably be the only one I ever do. There's a first and last time for everything.