Feeds from people participating in the IndieWebCamp Düsseldorf, April 2026.
📄 Film Development Timer
Today I’m making public my little film development web app: https://dt.danielpietzsch.com.
Minds Within Mine | Zachary Kai
I’ve always wondered what my characters say about me. Couple that with there are so many folks living in my head, it’s difficult to keep track... Why don’t I write about them here? ...
Out in the sunset
The evening coffee shop
The HTML form to structured data pattern
Pouring water for coffee from a greater height
I’m happy to announce that something I and others have worked on very hard for the past few years has been published by the W3C Advisory Board (AB) and sent to the W3C Advisory Committee (AC) for a vote to make it official:Vision for W3C: https://www.w3.org/TR/2025/NOTE-w3c-vision-20250402/Official announcement: https://www.w3.org/news/2025/proposal-to-endorse-vision-for-w3c-as-a-w3c-statement/If your company is a W3C Member¹, please ask your Advisory Committee Representative² to vote to support publication of the Vision for W3C as an official W3C Statement:https://www.w3.org/wbs/33280/Vision2025/ (W3C Member-only link)Thank you for your support.#W3CVision #Vision #VisionForW3C #W3C (@w3c@w3c.social) #W3CAB (@ab@w3c.social)¹ https://www.w3.org/membership/list/² https://www.w3.org/Member/ACList (W3C Member-only link)
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> "Starting with Firefox 139, Nightly builds now support the hidden=until-found attribute, allowing content to be found via find-in-page when it's otherwise hidden by default." 🥳
Weeknotes 2025-04-07
A (command line) utility I’ve been using a lot lately is GitUI. It makes all my day-to-day git-related work easy and enjoyable.
Vignettes
The joy of looking up to the sky after sunset and seeing the moon. — Equipped with Stellarium, I could start to identify patterns in the stars. The patterns had names, like Orion and Taurus. I saw Sirius and Rigel and Betelgeuse. I saw Mars — a planet! I saw a planet! I gazed in the direction of Jupiter. The moon was my anchor as I learned the names of more stars and found patterns. — There is frost on the fields as the sun cuts through the fog on a spring morning. The chill of winter recedes by the day. — The joy of thinking through an idea over my first cup of coffee. — I walked past someone who was wearing a jumper that said “My cat is a rockstar.” I love this message! — Some places are so beautiful that you stop every time you are there. — Overheard: “Dan, you’re just an old soul” — one friend says endearingly to another.
The Barbican [photo]
The Barbican complex in London. In the foreground, there is a body of water and many planters in which plants are growing. There are trees on which the light is shining brightly. In the background, there are several storeys of houses with tall glass windows and made of concrete.
Spring
Waving
I was mesmerised by the moon on my train ride home. It’s the early afternoon, but I can still see the moon! I thought to myself. I was on a train going through the country – the rolling hills passed by as my eyes occasionally closed. I could use a nap. Toward the end of the journey, as more buildings would soon enter into view as I reached my destination, I saw two young women sitting on the grass by a river with a dog by their side. One of them waved delicately at the train I was on. I smiled. Maybe they knew someone on the train. I’ll never know, but the wave brought me joy.
Weeknotes 2025-03-31
Weeknotes 2025-03-31
, Jochenpunk rock levels are currently at 71% but fluctuating wildly > (71%) ■■■■■■■□□□ > --levelbot
Just work and no play.
Articles
- CSV sucks | Yes, still better than XML, though
- How I’ve run major projects | About project management at anthropic
Software
- GIMP 3.0 Released | 🥳
- Welcome to Symbl | Lots of SVG symbols
Wandering
Sharing the web
The joy of finding and sharing links
Morning; blossom
One of my favourite times of the year is when trees blossom. I love searching for the first signs of pink buds on the trees, looking closely at the tips of branches to guage when I may first see blossom. Over the last few weeks, I have been delighted to see one tree after another show signs of pink blossom. This morning, on a walk, I took a moment to think about how a few trees had blossomed. I had walked past them a few times with their white buds, but this morning got me thinking about how there is always something new to see on the path: the change of trees as the seasons ebb and flow, the birdsong, the light as the seasons change. I saw a cat on my walk, too. His bushy fur made me smile.