Fix Blurry Text in ‘Single Page’ View in Preview

If you are using macOS High Sierra (it may affect other versions too) you may have experienced a delay in the rendering of the next page when using the Single Page view in Preview. It’s incredibly irritating so let’s see how we can fix it. Well, it’s not a fix per say, more a workaround, but it’s much better than having to wait ~1 second for the page to render.

  1. Switch to Continuous Scroll ⌘1
  2. Zoom to a comfortable level (i.e. as if it where Single Page view)
  3. Use ⌥⬇ and ⌥⬆ to go from one page to the next/previous.

That’s it! Until (if ever) this problem is resolved, this is your best bet. It’s pretty much the same as Single Page view, aside from the extra key press.

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Termination of the Blog Experiment

Self-reference is usually annoying. And I am guilty of over-employing it on this blog. However, I have made some findings, since the transition to a post every Sunday, that I feel I ought to share for the sake of transparency.

My first observation is that the blog still lacks direction, a compass if you will. This I assume would explain the almost non-existing readership of this blog.

Tied neatly into this, is a feeling of a lack of expertise. Often, in writing these posts I try to cover a topic I find interesting, however more often than not these are topics I am not well versed in. This has led to me to question the validity and utility of my posts. There are many people who are more knowledgeable in these areas, who have much more insight to share than do I.

So I suppose this is an end to the experiment. I love writing as you can probably tell, but writing in vain feels like a wasted effort. Therefore, I will continue to write privately, and if one day I have something truly valuable and unique to share, I will be sure to be share it.

Is regret regrettable?

You often hear the phrase “I have no regrets” thrown around. It is a dishonest phrase of course, but even if it were true is that such a good thing? To regret something is to on reflection admit it was a bad decision. Ultimately, it means if I were to do it again I would definitely choose a different way. And in that I see a great sense of wisdom and humility.

If you have no regrets, do you A – not regret your decisions even though some of them were not great (i.e. regrettable) or B – because you are perfect and never make mistakes. If B is true, please get in touch! Most likely it is A, in which case, to have no regrets shows a certain lack of self remorse and self-empathy.

My point here really, is nothing new. I simply wish to say that reflecting on your actions is a positive step. If we just ignore what we have done in the past, we are likely to make the same mistakes, then get frustrated because – guess what – we have been here before.

Of course, there is a balance to be struck. Regretting every little mishap is not helpful, but even with larger mistakes, it is not skilful to be constantly regretful. Regret, can bring suffering to one’s life if they are not able to distance themselves from it. If we observe regret as a thought or an emotion we can still experience it, but we can also not identify with it. Further, it is important to realise that not everything is under our control, often we make the best decision, but for unforeseen or purely unavoidable circumstances, it does not turn out as expected. This we should not regret; it is unfair and unwise too.

Ultimately, I think regret should serve as a reminder. A simple way to keep us in check and try to minimise our errors. I hope I do not regret writing this post.

The awkward gap between the physical and digital world

Everyone loves to write or at least everyone prefers to write than to type. It might not be as secure or safe as its digital counterpart, but it’s easy and enjoyable. Despite iPads and Surfaces, nothing beats pen and paper. Will it ever? I presume so, but I don’t see the technology in existence today. There are three hurdles that we have yet to overcome:

  • Texture – Writing on glass is uncomfortable and unnatural, whereas, paper provides and ideal amount of friction.
  • Ease – Although, taking an iPad around with you isn’t much harder than carrying around a notepad, what about when you forget your iPad or its out of charge?
  • Nostalgia – This is definitely the smallest hurdle and one I see dying out if the first to hurdles are solved, but people thought typing would replace writing and it hasn’t.

I am hopeful that these hurdles can be straddled. The second one I see being the most challenging. How can you make something as accessible and easy as paper? Perhaps augmented reality has a role here in providing virtual paper. What makes this particularly difficult is that this is not simply an engineering challenge, it is one that requires a huge shift in many people’s lives.

No matter the technology, the act of writing will need to feel natural. If augmented reality is not fully able to provide this than perhaps in the interim, a hybrid solution will be required. Like the transition from the combustion engine to electric.

Of course we want the perfect solution, but we also want it fairly quickly. The situation now is incredibly awkward. As I write this blog post, I am actually writing it on a sheet of paper. Now I am transcribing it because no technology that exists today is great enough to decipher my handwriting. But even if scanning technologies could decipher the undecipherable, scanning is awkward because it requires every little thought or image that you want to write down to be processed.

I have not yet mentioned reading, which despite what you may think, is done more with a real book than an ebook (in the UK at least)[1]. Even with newspapers which are largely read online, their readers would often prefer a physical paper (cost excluded). Although the problem here has different hurdles.

Ease is not a problem – finding reading material on the web is far easier than finding it in print, even if you own a book you have to remember to carry it around with you. Nostalgia and texture play much bigger roles. Reading is about connecting to the writing which is much easier to do with another one of your senses involved (touch).

A waiting game I guess it is.

1. The Guardian – March 2017 –

A Poem is Poetry written by a Poet

In my not-so-well defined quest to behave more like an artist, I would like to dedicate this week’s post to poetry. And just like the topic of my previous post, I think that poetry is often misunderstood. The difference this time is that I feel like I am one of the ill informed.

I never cared for poems,
Never saw their use,
What good is writing
without being profuse?

As you can see, I don’t understand poetry, but I would really like to. Reading poems gives me great pleasure from the voice in my head that dedicates itself to this task. He reads with a beat, but not a static beat, one willing to change. I digress. I enjoy reading poems, but I don’t understand why or how. What are they for? Pure entertainment? Outbursts of genius? I don’t have a clue.

A man once said:
This is no song,
This is a poem,
Don’t get it so wrong

I must admit writing these little poems is good fun. I realise they are no good, but they are incredibly joyous to write.

I fell in love with poems,
Not a first sight,
But from Patterson,
The bus driver,
Who never pulled a fight

That last so-called poem is a reference to the brilliant film, Patterson. In which a bus driver named Patterson (played by Adam Driver) writes poems. It had an esoteric feel, but this gave it such charm that I fell in love with it and poetry.

I think that’s enough for this week. I suppose this week is like a homework assignment: write poems!

Love Classical Music

There is no genre as misunderstood as classical music, perhaps with the only competition being jazz in this regard. Millennials generally despise it, generation X generally ignore it, and the baby boomers are about fifty-fifty, and the older generations generally admire it. A lot has been done to enthuse the genre and pass it onto the next generation. However, most attempts just water down the music which pleases no one.

I believe that anyone can love classical music. An understanding of classical music is all I ask for. That is what will make one love it. No amount of persuasion or forcefulness will change someone’s mind. This love can then develop to other music forms, as it naturally will.

Tempo, orchestration and melody may sound like jargon to some, used by those who treat music as if it where designed by people in white lab coats. But, in reality you just cannot understand music without these elements. No matter the culture or the geographical location these concepts come up.

Unlike, films or even books. The genres of music, have exploded in a very short timeframe relative to its age. Music is as old as Lucy. Whilst many forms of music have existed for tens of thousands of years, its development is on the timescale of entire species, whereas literature has only existed since circa 3100 BC (wikipedia article). That is why you will learn more about music from classical music than from classic films about films. In short, music developed more chronologically than spatially.

Therefore, instead of classical music just being another genre like rock or pop, it was the music of its day. The classical period was a mindset on the creation of music, not just music that shared similar instruments or rhythms. And that mindset was a deep understanding of the musical concepts (wikipedia article), therefore you can (in a way) deconstruct a piece and understand what is going on.

It’s a bit like an engineer building a bridge, bridges existed well before the faculty of engineering, but the bridges built by engineers follow the concepts of bridge building. You can still study pre-engineer bridges, but it makes it a lot easier and will give you a firmer ground if you start with bridges designed by engineers. And whilst music post-classical (should I dare use that term) employ the same techniques, the classical period provides such a good basis, that you would be shooting yourself in the foot to ignore it.

Now I should convince you why from this understanding you will find love. To be honest, I cannot, but I can say that I have not known a person well-versed in music who has not all but love for classical music.

A good place to start would be to listen, look around, find a piece you will adore, it shan’t take too long. I personally love Beethoven’s Piano Sonatas (no. 9, 15, 21 and 31 in particular). There are a plethora of great resources for learning a bit about music, but one that is free and very worthwhile is a series of lectures from Yale that is free to watch on YouTube (series of lectures).

One final point I need to make is that this is not about studying music every time you listen to it. Instead its about understanding what makes the music you love so lovely. You will hear time measures, dynamic shifts etc. and these will all allow you to fully engage in a piece. Instead of using music as background noise, have it as entertainment.


As I decide the topic of this weeks blog post, I look out my window into the piano black autumn night. I see a flickering. A frantic panic it seems, like a young child drowning. On a closer look, it is a moth, but despite its spasm it is not moving anywhere. Into my view pops a spider, making pace towards the moth. We all know what happens now. For minutes the moths flaps – a futile effort, but little does it know. I sit there helpless, knowing of the fate of this moth. A tap on the glass has  no effect.

At this point, the moth moves its antennae, a last hoorah. The spider will not give mercy, tightening its grip each second. Each leg clinging to the moth like a spraydeck to a kayak. The moth is still alive.

After a frightfully cold night, early in the morning before the sun stretches it arms across the land, the moth is there, but completely anonymous. Like a victim with no name.

I don’t like to draw out a grandiose meaning from an everyday occurrence, it always feels contrived, so I won’t here. But it did get me to ask a question on life: how valuable is it? We deem life to be sacrosanct with no competitor for value. Of course, there is good evolutionary reason to think this because if I value life above all else, I will reduce my chance of death. For example, if I am hungry I will eat to avoid death, but if that food requires a risk to my life, I will not be so enthusiastic. It is apparent in all creatures, for example, the moth tried to stay alive – the best way it could – by franticly flapping around, trying to break free of the spider.