Hi,
One of the things that worried me about the new incarnation of prizmo was
the lack of the voice command, effectively, giving me the use of both hands
when using the StandScan Pro. While I would still like that option, I am
finding that once I tap the "Take Picture" button and the guitar starts
playing, I just about have time to place my hands on the book being scanned, in
order to make them as evenly flat as possible.
The below is a very adequate rendition of a double page scan, not taken
from the centre of the book, always the easiest option, but nearly from the
back, which involved a fair bit of holding in place. There is a little nonsense
where the scan links between the first and second page, but it aint 'alf bad!
Here you go and I am beginning to like the new Prizmo after all!
Sandy.
"Okay, then." I stand and rub my hands together, pluck my cotton shirt away
from my body where it has been adhered by now-cold SWeat.
"That's what we'll do."
Friday, July 14, 2006 (Clare is 35, Henry is 43)
C LhR~: I'm in the studio making gampi tissue It's a paper so t transparent you
can se "
"
hin and e through it; I plunge the su-ketta into the vat and bring it up,
rolling the delicate slurry around until it is perfectly distributed. I set it
on the corner of the vat to drain, and I hear Alba hughing, Alba running
through the garden, Alba yelling, "Mama! Look what Daddy got me!" She bursts
through the door and clatters toward me, Henry following more sedately. I look
down to see why she is clattering and I see: ruby slippers.
"They're just like Dorothy's!" Alba says, doing a little tap dance on the
wooden floor. She taps her heels together three times, but she doesn't vanish.
Of course, she's already home. I laugh. Henry looks pleased with himself.
"Did you make it to the post office?" I ask him.
His face falls. "Shit. No, I forgot. Sorry. I'll go morrow, first thing.
to
" " Alba is twirling around, and Henry reaches out and stops her. "Don't, Alba.
You'll get dizzy."
"I like being dizzy."
"It's not a good " "
idea.
Alba is wearing a T-shirt and shorts. She has a Band-Aid over the skin in the
crook of her elbow. "What happened to your arm?" I ask her.
Instead of answering she looks at Henry, so I do, too.
"It's nothing;' he says. "She was sucking on her skin and she gave herself a
hickeyY
What s a hickey?" Alba asks. Henry starts to explain but I say, "Why
eed a Band-AidF'
does a hickeY,,nhe sayS. "She just wanted one"
"I dunr~o,
the sixth sense of mothers. I walk over to I have a premonition" Call it
Alba."Let's see.
she hugS her arm close to her, clutching it tight with her other arm.
,,I)0n't take off the Band-Aid- It'll hurt"
"I'll be careful." I grip her arm firmly. She makes a whimpering noise, but I
am determined. Slowly I unbend her arm, peel off the bandage genfly. There's a
small red puncture wound in the center of a purple bruise.
Alba says,"It's sore, don't" and I release her. She sticks the Band-Aid back
down, and watches me, waiting.
"Alba, why don't you go call Kimy and see if she wants to come over for
dinner?" Alba smiles and races out of the studio. In a minute the back door of
the house bangs. Henry is sitting at my drawing table, swiveling slightly back
and forth in my chair. He watches-me. He waits for me to say something.
"I don't believe it;' I finally say. "How could you?"
"I had to" Henry says. His voice is quiet. "She--I couldn't leave her without
at least--I wanted to give her a head start. So Kendrick can be working on it,
working for her, just in case." I walk over to him, squeaking in my galoshes
and rubber apron, and lean against the table. Henry tilts his head, and the
light rakes his face and I see the lines that run across his forehead, around
the edges of his mouth, his eyes. He has lost more weight. His eyes are huge in
his face. "Clare, I didn't tell her what it was for. You can tell her,
when...it's time)'
I shake my head, no. "Call Kendrick and tell him to stop:' "No."
"Then I will)'
"Clare, don't--"
" "You can do whatever you want with your own body, Henry, but~
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