As an artist myself (and one who has be unable to use her right hand in the past and dealt with some* of the frustration your friend has), I'll suggest a couple things.
One is off-handed use of the tablet, if the non-dominant hand can still be used.
Another would be some sort of touch interface, especially if at least one fingertip of the dominant hand is still usable.
And the last would be honesty: no matter what you try, it's going to take time. He's had all his life to perfect his art with his dominant hand; it'll take a long time to train any other body part to do the same thing. Probably the best that can be hoped for is a tool that will allow him to take down his ideas in rough form so that they can be revisited after he's healed.
*I emphasize "some". It's possible to work through intense wrist and finger pain if you're desperate and inspired enough. Burns are a different story, and carry huge psychological weights as well.
Seriously? I was in a "good" school, and the damn Jr. High/High School kids were worse on furniture than the little guys. At least the little ones don't usually break stuff intentionally.
You may have something with the younger generation wanting their own thing. I've heard a number of people freak when their parents get a Facebook account. Who knows -- that could make the young 'uns jump ship.
I can confirm that you don't need to be out in the middle of nowhere. Fringes of a city of 50,000; 30 miles east from the largest city in the state and we get one, count it, one OTA channel. The switch to digital screwed us over; we used to get 6 with varying degrees of fuzz, but now we don't get a strong enough signal for five on them, and the sole channel we do get drops out or does the bit with the mixed-up blocks constantly. This is with the digital receiver and amp.
Many many many white cats are deaf, so it probably wasn't difficult to find natural subjects. But yeah, that sort of thing crosses a lot of minds when you see something like this. In this case, I doubt there were any scientists poking cats' eardrums out.
We had something get screwed up on our washer, think it was probably due to a power bump or maybe brown power while it was running, and the damn thing wouldn't wash. They had us unplug the thing for at least so many seconds and start it back up to reset something. Sure sounds like a reboot to me.
My sister has that trouble -- we're pretty sure that it's due to the fact that she had quite a bit of surgery before the age of one and was sensitized to the adhesives. VERY difficult to find something that doesn't bother her.
Anyway, just sayin' that you're not alone. Good luck with everything you have to deal with.
Honestly, I'm not afraid of needles, but those damned dental needles are far worse than just getting drilled without. I always end up with a sore from those things that lasts for weeks -- going without the dope means I hurt in sudden sharp stabs distributed over 10 minutes. I can tell you which I like better.
Of course, there's some fun in watching the dentist wince every time he uses the drill, too >:)
Access to dietary calcium affects the shell strength -- ALL commercial chicken feed has added calcium, some of us, myself included, topdress our feed to get even tougher shells to help prevent hens from breaking and eating their own eggs (because then all you can do is eat the damn chicken, because she'll never stop).
Anyway, chickens get help; wild birds have to make do with what they've got. Chickens left to their own devices, or on home-mixed feed without oystershell have thinner eggshells. This becomes really obvious if you muck around with their calcium levels for a while -- it's pretty clear when I've forgotten to add shell for a week or two.
I always wanted to do this experiment. I know I'm findable (basically gave that up when I started working for a place where my name and photo went online; once that's there, it's not hard to start making connections, though it may take time and brains), but it seems like a fun challenge to see if a "careful" person could be connected with his real name and location and how difficult that would be.
And that comes from the biggest tomboy in the bunch, someone who probably would have made all the boy scouts in her year in school look like the wusses they were given the opportunity. But I didn't want the opportunity. I can be what I want to be and do what I want to do without ruining the boys' chance to be boys. They need their clubhouse with "No girls allowed" tacked on the side and they should have it!
(And as an aside, ALL parents, whether your troop is integrated or not, are a royal pain in the ass anymore. You're just another babysitter. Makes me sick.)
Those S-10s kicks some serious ass, don't they? Shame they quit making them. My '03 gets decent mileage (when I remember to put air in the tires), and my folks' tiny '02 Kia is rather quickly approaching MPG parity over time, while the truck goes calmly on. And even I, a car idiot, can do basic maintenance.
Frankly, I'd replace the 10MPG car with the 50MPG car and drive off giving the salesman the finger.
Or something. People really choose which car they're *replacing* based on comparisons of gas mileage to vehicles they want to buy? I mean... we get rid of the oldest car -- because it's most likely to have other money-draining issues -- and replace it with whatever's a) most similar in function (full-sized van = minivan) or b) what we now need, due to the function of the car being replaced no longer being important (full sized van to compact car when all the kids move out). I would have assumed that most people work that way, or are a member of the "I don't give a damn so long as it's shiny and has a kick ass sound system" group.
I second this. I'm off all caffeine 5 years now. When I do go back and drink it (no more often than once a month)... holy cow am I through the roof. It's like someone pushed the fast-forward button.
But don't do a double espresso after you've been off the stuff that long. That almost put me in the hospital.
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They're making you give up your Boy Scouts now?
Wow. Glad I just drive everywhere.
We exist.
(retires to her basement to play with her marble roller coaster)
Mostly it's useful to help keep your insurance company from saying "Theft? What theft?" and refusing to pay. Otherwise, you're right. Useless.
As an artist myself (and one who has be unable to use her right hand in the past and dealt with some* of the frustration your friend has), I'll suggest a couple things.
One is off-handed use of the tablet, if the non-dominant hand can still be used.
Another would be some sort of touch interface, especially if at least one fingertip of the dominant hand is still usable.
And the last would be honesty: no matter what you try, it's going to take time. He's had all his life to perfect his art with his dominant hand; it'll take a long time to train any other body part to do the same thing. Probably the best that can be hoped for is a tool that will allow him to take down his ideas in rough form so that they can be revisited after he's healed.
*I emphasize "some". It's possible to work through intense wrist and finger pain if you're desperate and inspired enough. Burns are a different story, and carry huge psychological weights as well.
Seriously? I was in a "good" school, and the damn Jr. High/High School kids were worse on furniture than the little guys. At least the little ones don't usually break stuff intentionally.
You may have something with the younger generation wanting their own thing. I've heard a number of people freak when their parents get a Facebook account. Who knows -- that could make the young 'uns jump ship.
I can confirm that you don't need to be out in the middle of nowhere. Fringes of a city of 50,000; 30 miles east from the largest city in the state and we get one, count it, one OTA channel. The switch to digital screwed us over; we used to get 6 with varying degrees of fuzz, but now we don't get a strong enough signal for five on them, and the sole channel we do get drops out or does the bit with the mixed-up blocks constantly. This is with the digital receiver and amp.
Many many many white cats are deaf, so it probably wasn't difficult to find natural subjects. But yeah, that sort of thing crosses a lot of minds when you see something like this. In this case, I doubt there were any scientists poking cats' eardrums out.
Which county?
If it's the one I'm in, I think that some of the latest pass/fails would start to make sense...
FCP isn't a DVD editor. Nothing comes close to it in non-linear video editing; certainly nothing FOSS. If something existed I'd marry it.
I tried that. Unfortunately it turns out that I'm quite capable of slouching while remaining perfectly still even on an exercise ball.
Frighteningly enough... it can.
We had something get screwed up on our washer, think it was probably due to a power bump or maybe brown power while it was running, and the damn thing wouldn't wash. They had us unplug the thing for at least so many seconds and start it back up to reset something. Sure sounds like a reboot to me.
My sister has that trouble -- we're pretty sure that it's due to the fact that she had quite a bit of surgery before the age of one and was sensitized to the adhesives. VERY difficult to find something that doesn't bother her.
Anyway, just sayin' that you're not alone. Good luck with everything you have to deal with.
Honestly, I'm not afraid of needles, but those damned dental needles are far worse than just getting drilled without. I always end up with a sore from those things that lasts for weeks -- going without the dope means I hurt in sudden sharp stabs distributed over 10 minutes. I can tell you which I like better.
Of course, there's some fun in watching the dentist wince every time he uses the drill, too >:)
I sure call those oblong things in the 'fridge chicken eggs. And they couldn't even hatch if they wanted to, seeing as I gave away my rooster.
Access to dietary calcium affects the shell strength -- ALL commercial chicken feed has added calcium, some of us, myself included, topdress our feed to get even tougher shells to help prevent hens from breaking and eating their own eggs (because then all you can do is eat the damn chicken, because she'll never stop).
Anyway, chickens get help; wild birds have to make do with what they've got. Chickens left to their own devices, or on home-mixed feed without oystershell have thinner eggshells. This becomes really obvious if you muck around with their calcium levels for a while -- it's pretty clear when I've forgotten to add shell for a week or two.
I always wanted to do this experiment. I know I'm findable (basically gave that up when I started working for a place where my name and photo went online; once that's there, it's not hard to start making connections, though it may take time and brains), but it seems like a fun challenge to see if a "careful" person could be connected with his real name and location and how difficult that would be.
Seriously? Spend any time on DeviantArt, or any other art site? 99% of it is pure garbage. 99% of the remainder is pretty to look at, but hardly art.
Ask any random artist out there if they make art primarily for money and you'll likely get a no. Doesn't seem to affect the crap ratio.
"I probably learn just as much from them as I do for anyone else."
No doubt :) The kids that stick with it are usually good kids (my Dad was a troop leader for something like 12 years).
As a woman...
I agree with you.
And that comes from the biggest tomboy in the bunch, someone who probably would have made all the boy scouts in her year in school look like the wusses they were given the opportunity. But I didn't want the opportunity. I can be what I want to be and do what I want to do without ruining the boys' chance to be boys. They need their clubhouse with "No girls allowed" tacked on the side and they should have it!
(And as an aside, ALL parents, whether your troop is integrated or not, are a royal pain in the ass anymore. You're just another babysitter. Makes me sick.)
Those S-10s kicks some serious ass, don't they? Shame they quit making them. My '03 gets decent mileage (when I remember to put air in the tires), and my folks' tiny '02 Kia is rather quickly approaching MPG parity over time, while the truck goes calmly on. And even I, a car idiot, can do basic maintenance.
Frankly, I'd replace the 10MPG car with the 50MPG car and drive off giving the salesman the finger.
Or something. People really choose which car they're *replacing* based on comparisons of gas mileage to vehicles they want to buy? I mean... we get rid of the oldest car -- because it's most likely to have other money-draining issues -- and replace it with whatever's a) most similar in function (full-sized van = minivan) or b) what we now need, due to the function of the car being replaced no longer being important (full sized van to compact car when all the kids move out). I would have assumed that most people work that way, or are a member of the "I don't give a damn so long as it's shiny and has a kick ass sound system" group.
As a native Ohioan, I've never heard the construction process around here described more accurately.
Currently, in my home town, every large artery through town is under construction.
I second this. I'm off all caffeine 5 years now. When I do go back and drink it (no more often than once a month)... holy cow am I through the roof. It's like someone pushed the fast-forward button.
But don't do a double espresso after you've been off the stuff that long. That almost put me in the hospital.
I believe Mr Slant would be just that.