{"id":551,"date":"2019-01-22T03:54:08","date_gmt":"2019-01-22T10:54:08","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.unsw.edu.au\/clic\/?page_id=551"},"modified":"2019-01-22T15:37:24","modified_gmt":"2019-01-22T22:37:24","slug":"random-generator-machine","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/blogs.unsw.edu.au\/clic\/archive\/saniya-j\/random-generator-machine\/","title":{"rendered":"RANDOM GENERATOR DEVICE"},"content":{"rendered":"

Step 1<\/h4>\n

As part of the process, of deriving the Random Generator, I began by documenting the exact time at which, I tend to wake up during the night, as I am a soft-sleeper. I selected ‘time’, as my starting-point because, I feel, it is the most concrete numeric medium to rely upon. And, it is a strong way to successfully annotate data.<\/p>\n


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I found myself waking up in the middle of the night at 3:35 am, and began to wonder what I could potentially use the digits as, to formulate my narrative. I took a screenshot of the frame that reflected the time on my phone and chose to get back to sleep.<\/p>\n

Step 2<\/h4>\n

I woke up the same morning, contemplating upon the utilization the digits of the time to act upon my random initiative. So, I decided to collect exactly three dollars and thirty-five cents, thus corresponding to the time I woke up, from all the change that I had in my wallet and began to trace the top of the coins on a piece of paper.<\/p>\n

I traced out the following on the sheet in order to cut to them to their actual size and planned on using them as fake currency for conducting a random activity.<\/p>\n

1 x Two Dollar<\/p>\n

1 x One Dollar<\/p>\n

1 x Twenty Cents<\/p>\n

1 x Two Cents<\/p>\n

1 x Five Cents<\/p>\n

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I continued to think of possibilities that can allow me to make use of the currency, on either purchasing something tangible or securing my way to a location. Further, I got to the bus stop and settled on putting the fake money to use by asking for a ride to my university.<\/p>\n

Step 3<\/h4>\n

I found myself to be in an extremely helpless position, when my random proposition of taking a bus ride to university, using the coins I had traced, was seeming to be declined by the few first bus-drivers I had approached. It was then, that I started to doubt my own instinct of being random and thought of requesting for a ride using the fake currency from any bus that could take me to any location.<\/p>\n

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It was after seven attempts that I was finally able to convince a bus-driver, to acknowledge and accept the currency I had traced, thus enabling me to be take a ride on the bus for free. I got off on the seventh stop of the bus 372 and reached Bourke Street bus stop.<\/p>\n

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Step 4<\/h4>\n

On reaching the stop, I first tried to identify the location and the area I was in, and then noticed a Turkish bakery right across the street. It was the first eatery on the junction of a busy street, with increasing amount of restaurants and several pubs. I encountered average traffic movement with people rushing to get to work. It was a commercial area, but at the same time retained physical evidences of victorian housing.<\/p>\n


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Step 5<\/h4>\n

It was during the later half of the day, that I went back to the same location to and further developed on my observations at the Turkish Bakery called Golden Pide.<\/p>\n\nhttp:\/\/blogs.unsw.edu.au\/clic\/files\/2019\/01\/Cafe.m4a<\/a><\/audio>\n


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It was a tiny hearth stuck in a corner, filling the air with aromas of freshly-baked breads and charcoaled chicken. It had used textured surfaces, Moroccan stained-glass lamps, compelling posters and mosaic tiling for it’s interiors. The antique lamp that was hung in the eatery, casted a decorative\u00a0pattern<\/strong> on the ceiling that added character to the ambience of the place. It was one of the first things that grabbed my attention in the whole space.<\/p>\n

Final Word: Pattern<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\t\t