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  • 03 April 2026

    The quiet Linux spread

    I did not set out to convert anyone. I just helped a friend install Linux, the way you’d help someone move furniture. You are there, you do the thing, you go home.

    Then his cousins wanted to see it. Then a friend of his asked questions. Then someone who had been about to buy a MacBook started doing the maths on giving their laptop a renewed life with Linux Mint instead (it is free, you save all the money!).

    I was not pitching anything. I was not even in the room for most of it. That is the part that surprised me. I expect indifference, maybe mild curiosity at best. What I do not expect is for things to spread sideways through someone else’s social circle while I am not looking. Linux as word of mouth. Linux as something you mention to your cousin over dinner.

    There is a lesson in there about how people actually adopt things. Not through evangelism, but through proximity. Someone they trust used it. It looked fine. It looked, maybe, like something worth trying.

    I am not drawing any grand conclusions. I am just glad I helped with that install.

  • 30 March 2026

    If you need the website, it is not public art

    I have been working on several web-based projects recently. Thinking about how the web shapes access, who it serves, who it leaves out, and also building some things of my own. So when I find myself asking whether a sculpture needs a website to justify its existence, the question feels less like art criticism and more like something I have been circling for a while now.

    I wrote some time back about how the Gibbs Farm collection, with massive sculptures set amid rolling green hills, is open to the public a few times a year. It is a generous project, and I genuinely admire it. But something has been nagging at me recently, some of the sculptures in public spaces do not make sense unless you have already read about them.

    Not in an “I do not get abstract art” way. I am fine with ambiguity. I am fine with not knowing what an artist intended. What I am less fine with is standing in front of a large-scale public work and feeling like I have walked into the middle of someone’s murder mystery, only to have nobody hand me the case file.

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  • 27 March 2026

    AI is for the stuff around the stuff

    I spent a late night last week getting Noto Sans to load correctly across 16 languages in a Rails app. Not the most interesting part of the app I am working on, but just font subsetting and an efficient asset and resource pipeline config. Hours on a thing that has nothing to do with why the project exists.

    That is when it hit me – every job has a core motion. The thing underneath the job title that actually makes the work work. For me, it has always been about sitting with ambiguity until it turns into something coherent. Reading a situation, finding the frame. Whether it was designing through the UX process or structuring a policy report now, the skill was the same. That part, I want to keep doing by hand.

    But then there is everything else. The formatting. The first draft of an email, I already know the shape of it. I can read CSS, but I do not love writing. The deck that exists because someone needs a deck. It is the stuff around the stuff, the secondary skills that a job demands but that aren’t really why you are in the room.

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  • 24 March 2026

    Climate grief is not dramatic, it is Tuesday

    There is a specific kind of scroll that I have started recognising. You are on your phone, half-awake, not really looking for anything, and then there it is. A forest somewhere. A coastline. A number that did not use to be that high. You keep scrolling. That is it. No gasp. No crisis. Just a small, quiet lowering of something inside you, and then you keep scrolling.

    I used to think grief was supposed to feel like something. Like you would know when it arrived. But this thing that has been accumulating but not announcing itself. It just settles.

    In Chandigarh, the winters have been doing something odd. Not dramatically odd, just slightly off. Even this month of March has been weird. I cannot prove anything. I am not a scientist. But I grew up in this air, and something is different.

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  • 17 February 2026

    Jeremy Wade showed up eight years late

    I think some parts of the Indian population finally fell into a digital rabbit hole that possibly no one expected in 2026: Jeremy Wade talking about actual river monsters (humans) in the Ganga River in his Might Rivers series. The episode originally aired in 2018, but it was recently uploaded for free viewing on YouTube.

    After the full episode went live on YouTube, there has been a barrage of Shorts and Reels that show and remind people of how they have affected the river and the effects of a changing climate on ecosystems.

    The episode discusses how the river is under extreme environmental pressure, with certain areas overwhelmed by pollution and disease. Decades of overfishing have decimated wild fish populations so much so that the decline of native wildlife has reached a point where local fish markets are now dominated by non-native, farmed species rather than wild-caught river fish.

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  • 28 January 2026

    before the sun shines

    There is a sacred moment between night and day when I can meditate in solitude while being present in the natural world. There is no human interference at that time, as most people are still sleeping. No one is up except for the early rising birds who can now sing without being diluted by the traffic, machines or just humans talking over each other. Even though this peace is temporary and I will soon live through my chaos among the human society, there is profound beauty in feeling one with the self without having to act or impose the expectations others have of me. I yearn for this moment and look forward to it when I go to sleep every night.

    A haiku:

    before the sun shines
    listening to birds chirp loud
    undisturbed by man

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