Showing posts with label flickr vs picasa. Show all posts
Showing posts with label flickr vs picasa. Show all posts
Monday, May 04, 2009
Sunday, February 08, 2009
Horizon After Horizon of Singing Bowls - link to flickr slideshow
Horizon After Horizon of Singing Bowls
Bowl After Singing Bowl of Horizons, a prose poem of my life in sections, part scrapbook, part travelogue, an immigrant poem of the always arriving with its tracings of memories of the singing bowls of horizons traversed, maps a journey across continents...and is embedded in the following nineteen photomontages. The full poem is appended here.
flickr seems to do a better job of posting a slideshow of photos, it's just got limitations (of 200 photos max) on its free service that Yahoo introduced when it took over the company (flickr originally created by a small Vancouver company of 5 people, one of whom I met at a blogging conference there & talked with for about an hour). Picasa, while a great service with far more 'free' space (1GB), seems to muddle the appended text, in this case poems, by removing the formatting, whereas flickr leaves it in. And the flickr slideshow is definitely better- just image, sized to your screen, no finding what to click to render the text invisible and that you should only see if you want to look at the images individually.
I've added a link to the flickr slideshow of this autobiographical photopoem to my blogger sidebar.
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