I’m going to take a couple of weeks off from the blog and let my mind open up.

I’ve been tuning up my iPod today. I’d noticed that when you use the automatic “get album art” in iTunes, there’s a number of albums that get left out (and some get the “wrong” cover). Here’s an interesting site that helps you download and install album art for your iTunes display—this particular tool is useful if you make up a playlist of all your albums that don’t have art, and save the playlist as a text file with iTunes 8.1 or above. If this it too much hassle, you can Google for the album name, find an image and drag it into a box in a File|Get Info dialog that iTunes can show you for the imageless album.

I also found a truly freeware little program called iDump that copies your iPod music to your PC—written by a programmer in I think Australia. It took me a while to find this gem…if you just Google for “free software copy iPod,” the stuff you’ll find mostly isn’t free at all. If you find a similar program for the Mac, post the link in a comment.

I put together a second edition of my Lulu book, Better Worlds, which now includes 57 of my paintings rather than 47. (Yes, there’s only 55 in the grid above, but there’s 57 in the book). You can see a full low-resolution preview of Better Worlds online.

[Photo by George Edwards]

My friend Mike Gambone sent me a picture of us in Richmond, by his convertible Cadillac on an epic drive from Lynchburg, Va, to see the Clash play in Williamsburg, Va. This was back in the Dead Pigs days, 27 years ago. Good old Mike. He played this enormous saxophone. Edgar Allan Poe might be inside that big building.

Sometime this summer there’s a chance I’ll pass through Copenhagen, Denmark, and the towns of Bergen and Aalesund in Norway—if you’re a fan of mine living in one of these places, email me, and maybe we can make a plan to get coffee or have a meal together.

Later…

I did three readings from Hylozoic over the last few days. The picture above shows me at Borderlands Books in San Francisco, photo courtesy of Bogeon Kim.

At Books, Inc., in Mountain View, I recorded a podcast of me reading the first part of Chapter Two of Hylozoic, along with about a half hour of questions-and-answers with the friendly crowd. You can click on the icon below to access the podcast via Rudy Rucker Podcasts.

When I went to Berkeley to read at Moe’s Books, I got together with four of my SF writer friends: Kim Stanley Robinson, Terry Bisson, Carter Scholz, and Michael Blumlein. It’s good to have Terry in the Bay Area, he’s very dynamic about organizing get-togethers. I really enjoy talking to other writers about the craft and the biz—being a writer can feel like a rather lonely life.

In Berkeley, I went into Amoeba Records. There’s so few places to buy CDs anymore, it seems like. The Borders store in my home town stopped selling music and the Wherehouse music store left…and the big Virgin music store at Powell and Market in downtown San Francisco is gone.

But good old Berkeley—they’ve got Rasputin Music and Amoeba Music side by side. Looking through the Ramones holdings at Amoeba, I found an interesting little book mixed in with the CDs, shrink-wrapped and everything. Talk about targeted book marketing!

The book was Ramones, by Nicholas Rombes from the 33 1/3 line of books from Continuum Publishing, and it’s mainly an analysis of the first album by our boys, an album called Ramones. Rombes makes the point that one aspect of punk was a quality of self-awareness and irony about the media we work with. He says Ramones was “…one of the first pop albums to recognize the artifice of pop culture while simultaneously glorying in it.”

To me, that’s a good description of the attitude I’ve had about writing my SF novels, ever since I started in 1978.

One more good line from the book: “In [a] sense, the Ramones’ career is about creating the conditions under which their music would be retrospectively accepted.”

Speaking of books, Owen Hill, a writer who works at Moe’s, gave me a copy of his great short novel, The Incredible Double. It’s a fast-paced, wonderfully written noir novel, very much in the style of Raymond Chandler, but retooled for 21st C Berkeley. It’s full of tasty little local touches about the town and its denizens. And it has a wild SF-like ending—and a touch of poetry: “Oddly green haloes surround summer love, my skeleton has gone on vacation.”

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Jackie is a punk, Judy is a runt
They both went down to Berlin, joined the ice capades
And oh, I dont know why, oh, I dont know why
Perhaps they’ll die, oh yeah, perhaps they’ll die, oh yeah
Perhaps they’ll die, oh yeah, perhaps they’ll die, oh yeah

Second verse, same as the first — Jackie is a punk, Judy is a runt
They both went down to Berlin, joined the ice capades
And oh, I dont know why, oh, I dont know why
Perhaps they’ll die, oh yeah, perhaps they’ll die, oh yeah
Perhaps they’ll die, oh yeah, perhaps they’ll die, oh yeah

Third verse, different from the first — Jackie is a punk, Judy is a runt
They both went down to Frisco, joined the SLA
And oh, I dont know why, oh, I dont know why
Perhaps they’ll die, oh yeah, perhaps they’ll die, oh yeah
Perhaps they’ll die, oh yeah, perhaps they’ll die, oh yeah

I’ve decided that my character Weena Wesson in Jim and the Flims should be a very old living person from Earth, like 150 years old. And she should have some knowledge of the fourth dimension.

And thus I’m led to Alicia Boole Stott (1860-1940), an intuitive geometer of the fourth dimension, known for her cardboard models of the 3D cross-sections of the 4D polytopes, which are more sophisticated cousins of the “hypercube.” Above is a photo of Alicia with her mathematical collaborator Pieter Schoute.

[Paper models of 3D cross-sections of 4D hypersolids by Alicia Boole Stott.]

Alicia Boole learned about 4D from no less a man than Charles Howard Hinton, who was the suitor of Alicia’s older sister Marry Ellen Boole. Hinton used to bring his set of 4D-vizualization cubes over to the Boole’s house and show them off. Hinton, I should explain, had devised a system for imagining four-dimensional hypersolids by means of a set of blocks. Hinton was a true eccentric—a bigamist, inventor of a “baseball gun,” an early science fiction writer, and a mathematic professor. My kind of guy. It cracks me up to imagine Prof. Hinton teaching 4D geometry to his girlfriend’s sisters.

[A rare family photo of Hinton, scanned for me by Tom Banchoff, , a fellow investigator of the higher dimensions.]

About thirty years ago, I edited a selection of Hinton’s truly amazing writings, Speculations on the Fourth Dimension, which appeared from Dover Publications in 1980. This slim volume is now seemingly out of print, but a fellow Hintonite has, with my blessing, legally posted most of my Hinton selections online. In order to keep the legend of Hinton alive, I’ve decided it’s time to post the biographical essay on Hinton by me that introduced my anthology.

[Many European universities have these great old pre-computer collections of models of mathematical solids and surfaces—the models are made of paper, wire, plaster and so on. This picture shows a case of Alicia Boole Stott’s models at the University of Gronigen in the Netherlands.]

Alicia Boole Stott was able to visualize the cross-sections of various four-dimensional shapes—which she dubbed “polytopes”—and she made paper models of them. For more about this, see chapter 5 of Irene Polo-Blanco’s dissertation, “Models of Surfaces: A Dutch Perspective,” at the University of Groningen: “Alicia Boole Stott and four-dimensional polytopes. ”. (I copied the pictures of Alicia and her models for this blog post from the Polo-Blanco dissertation. )

I’ve scanned a 1993 letter from Tom Banchoff in which he reports some of the family stories he heard about Hinton and Alicia Boole.

One story is that Alicia Boole’s husband Walter refused to consider that his wife should have any career outside the home. But then there is a mention that it was he (or maybe their son Leonard?) who noticed an appeal by the Dutch mathematician Schoute for the solution to the other half of some four-dimensional geometry program he had partially resolved. Alice had the other half in the models she had made. Schoute came thereafter each summer, and they continued to work together. At the tercentenary of the University of Groningen, they made a big deal about the collaboration and the models, and they sent back to Alice a fancy scroll, in Latin, which she couldn’t read. Later her son read it and exclaimed, “Jesus Christ, they’re making you a Doctor.”

[When we think about 4D it’s like trying to imagine an orchid from its shadow.]

Re. my novel, I’m thinking that, at age 80, instead of actually dying, Alicia Boole Stott used a 4D twist to go over to the afterworld intact. Beyond the veil. And, in the year 2010, she reaches out to inveigle my hero Jim Oster into the greatest adventure of his life—a journey to Flimsy, the land of the flims.

Reminder: I’ll be reading at
Borderlands, 3 PM, Saturday, June 6, San Francisco and
Moe’s Books 7:30 PM, Sunday Jun 7, Berkeley.

I finished a new painting today, “The Abduction.” You can click on the image below to see a larger version.

I painted this scene to help visualize a chapter in my novel, Jim and the Flims. In the background we have a giant geranium plant that’s being used as a castle by a race of flying people called the flims. In the foreground, a man’s girlfriend is being abducted by an alien yuel who’s taken on the shape of a dinosaur. The sun is a glowing alien being that’s known as the Supreme Jiva and is shaped like a beet. On the left is my old dog, Arf. What could be more natural?

As always, you can get more info at my Paintings page.

And now I’m hoping to spend some time with the writing muse. Here’s a sculpture of her by my old friend Jim Skinner. Maybe she’s the reading muse, actually. I like how her bronze aura forms a quilted wingback chair…