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Macintosh Forever

I am a Mac fan, as are most graphics types. The big computers are easy to use and powerful, and Adobe products absolutely sing on them—Photoshop, InDesign, Illustrator.... Not that those amazing applications don't also work well on PCs, but they were designed with the Mac platform in mind.


In 1990, I got my first computer for graphics, and all I remember is that it was a PC with a black-and-white monitor. I learned on the thing and created four-color projects on it, but then I was given what was considered an upgrade, a Mac with a color monitor so that I could actually tell if my catalog text was the green I had hoped it would be or if the photograph next to it was sepia or color or grayscale or what.


At some point, we bought a small family Mac that the kids used for games, and we loaded it with some great things, like Thinking Things, an Atlas game and Power Pete, the best computer game of all time. Unfortunately, Power Pete hasn't been updated since the mid-90s and isn't around anymore. What a pity.

After 21 years of graphics work, I still love my Mac, although now I work on a monumental iMac with a 27-inch screen, and I've got all the other Mac stuff to go with it. And Husband has been converted to Machood as well, so the entire house is Macloaded.

I don't really have a point here, except to say that Steve Jobs and the teams he has assembled over the years have made some great computers and computer-like products, and I will forever be a fan of them and an admirer of Jobs' ability to think big and follow through. It's a rare soul that can do both of those things so well.

Comments

Eustacia said…
I miss Power Pete....and Atlas...and Thinking Things!!!
dive said…
With you all the way, Robyn. Those early games were so much more fun than the modern ones. Simple, innocent pleasure.
I've had a house full of Macs since 1985 and I've loved every one.
Robyn Martins said…
Em—You're doing GREAT!

Dive, do you still have every one you've owned since 1985?
dive said…
All bar the very first one, and boy do I wish I still had that.

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