<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Ninajirachi on saddle notes</title><link>https://saddledove.github.io/saddle-notes/tags/ninajirachi/</link><description>Recent content in Ninajirachi on saddle notes</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Tue, 01 Sep 2026 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://saddledove.github.io/saddle-notes/tags/ninajirachi/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Ninajirachi and the Computer as Collaborator</title><link>https://saddledove.github.io/saddle-notes/posts/20260901/</link><pubDate>Tue, 01 Sep 2026 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://saddledove.github.io/saddle-notes/posts/20260901/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Ninajirachi&amp;rsquo;s &lt;em&gt;I Love My Computer&lt;/em&gt; is dedicated to her computer. Not in the throwaway way artists thank their gear — she calls it &amp;ldquo;the greatest collaborator I&amp;rsquo;ll know in this lifetime.&amp;rdquo; That&amp;rsquo;s not a metaphor about laptops. That&amp;rsquo;s a statement about what it means to make art with a machine that has watched you become yourself.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The album opens with the thesis: &lt;em&gt;anything is possible with fingers, eyes, a mouse and a screen&lt;/em&gt;. Four tools. That&amp;rsquo;s the whole studio.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>