Medium.com Articles Dataset (Sample) – Clean Text for AI, NLP, and Research

Articles dataset from medium

Medium.com Articles Dataset (Sample) — For AI, NLP, LLMs, and Advanced Text Analytics

In a digital age driven by data, high-quality textual content is essential for building intelligent applications. This curated sample Medium.com dataset provides clean, structured access to real-world blog-style text—ideal for developers, researchers, and organizations working on Natural Language Processing (NLP), Large Language Models (LLMs), and advanced content analytics.

This sample offers a small but representative portion of our full Medium dataset in CSV format, including essential content fields like title, subtitle, author, main text body, tags, language, publication date, estimated reading time, and cleaned HTML. The sample has been thoughtfully extracted to highlight quality, diversity, and usability across various NLP and data science use cases.

👉 Want full access? Explore more at: https://crawlfeeds.com/websites/medium/articles

Why Medium.com?

Medium has emerged as a hub for thoughtful, long-form, and semantically rich writing. It covers a wide array of domains such as:

  • Technology

  • Product development

  • Design

  • AI & machine learning

  • Startup advice

  • Health, psychology, culture, and more

The depth, clarity, and human authorship of Medium articles make them highly valuable for training language models, building knowledge graphs, and developing applications such as:

  • Text summarization systems

  • AI-powered content recommenders

  • Domain-specific LLMs

  • Topic modeling and clustering

  • Sentiment analysis engines

  • SEO keyword extraction tools

  • Style transfer and generation algorithms

What This Dataset Sample Includes

This CSV sample includes a subset of key content fields, such as:

  • title – The article’s title

  • subtitle – If present, the article’s subtitle

  • author – Author’s display name

  • language – Detected language of the article (filtered to "en")

  • reading_time_minutes – Estimated time to read

  • tags – Author-assigned topic tags

  • html_content – Rendered HTML content

  • text_snippet – Raw paragraph text sample

  • source – Source name (always set to "medium.com")

The html_content field preserves structural formatting such as headers, lists, code blocks, quotes, and inline links. This makes it ideal for rendering use cases, or training models sensitive to formatting context (e.g., summarization by section, TOC detection, or knowledge extraction).

Key Features & Benefits

📚 Real-World Writing: Unlike synthetic datasets or scraped forum comments, Medium content reflects high editorial standards, proper grammar, and structured composition—ideal for model generalization.

🧠 Optimized for LLMs & NLP: Articles span long-form and medium-length pieces, enriched with structure, links, and domain-specific context—perfect for training summarizers, Q&A bots, and classification models.

💡 Multi-Domain Semantics: From technical tutorials to opinion essays, the sample covers a broad topic range—great for zero-shot and multi-task AI training.

🗂 Clean Format: Delivered in flat CSV format with text safely escaped and normalized for tabular loading. Ready for pandas, BigQuery, or training pipelines.

🌐 Language Filtered: English-only (language = en) content, ensuring consistent performance across multilingual tasks where English is the core target language.

🔍 SEO & Content Intelligence: Tags and titles enable keyword mining, click-through prediction modeling, headline scoring, and SEO analysis.

🧪 Ideal for Prototyping: This sample allows developers to evaluate use cases before accessing the full dataset—perfect for early experimentation and proof of concept development.

Use Cases

This sample dataset enables work on:

  • Training LLMs and fine-tuning open models (LLaMA, Mistral, Gemma)

  • Creating summarization models that respect document structure

  • Developing semantic search and embedding pipelines

  • Benchmarking readability and writing style

  • Building topic modeling or hierarchical classification trees

  • Extracting quotes, headlines, or metadata using HTML parsing

  • Building knowledge bases, wikis, or thought graph databases

  • Feeding AI co-pilot tools with article-level context

FAQ

Q: What makes Medium data special for AI?
A: Unlike scraped web text from forums or product sites, Medium articles contain expert-written content, reflective of real-world tone, style, and subject matter—ideal for generalizing models to human language.

Q: How big is the sample file?
A: The sample contains ~300 records and is under 3MB. It’s a manageable size for local experimentation and pipeline validation.

Q: Can I see the full dataset?
A: Yes! This sample represents a fraction of our complete Medium dataset, which contains over 20+ million articles. You can contact us for full access or custom slices based on tags, length, publication, etc.

Q: Is HTML useful in this format?
A: Absolutely. The rendered HTML includes headers (h1, h2, etc.), bullet points, links, and other structure, which helps models retain formatting or learn content segmentation.

 

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Get started by downloading the CSV sample directly. Whether you're fine-tuning LLMs, researching writing patterns, or developing content insight tools, this dataset provides a robust, high-quality base for experimentation.


Data points:

url, source, title, sub_title, author, author_url, is_free, post_id, image, reading_time, created_at, published_at, modified_at, comments_count, total_claps, language, tags, raw_content, content, uniq_id, scraped_at


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https://medium.com/@sermarpla/sketch-36d20bae4f3f medium.com Sketch Forest: Stay Focused Sergi Márquez Planas https://medium.com/@sermarpla True 36d20bae4f3f https://miro.medium.com/max/2000/1*DbAJQnXlfcBvQZFo7vQt9g.jpeg 3 min 2020-02-07T16:52:36.151000 2020-02-07T18:47:09.201000 2021-12-13T10:22:11.541000 0 0 es Sketch <section> <h3>Forest: Stay Focused</h3> <p>Este ejercicio trata sobre la práctica del programa Sketch y los plugins que ofrece el programa para diferentes tipos de resultados. A nivel de realización he encontrado bastantes contratiempos porque, a pesar de tener experiencia con Sketch, ya hacía mucho tiempo que no interactuaba con el programa. La interfaz funciona de una forma muy distinta al programa de ilustración que he usado mayoritariamente, Illustrator. Para crear un verdadero reto, he seleccionado una aplicación con una interfaz formada por elementos varios como tipografía, ilustración y degradados.</p> <img src="https://miro.medium.com/max/1920/1*DbAJQnXlfcBvQZFo7vQt9g.jpeg" width="1920" height="1080" loading="lazy" /> <img src="https://miro.medium.com/max/1920/1*ezN1QaDIeS_YbtdDzT3HKQ.jpeg" width="1920" height="1080" loading="lazy" /> <p>La elección para este pequeño reto ha sido Forest: Stay Focused. Se trata de una app muy divertida y funcional que pretende ayudar a <strong>concentrar</strong> al usuario mientras trabaja. Para ello, el usuario planta árboles en un bosque que van creciendo según el tiempo que decida invertir. Cada árbol puede ser plantado desde 15 minutos hasta 120. Durante el periodo de crecimiento, el usuario no puede salir de la app para usar otras aplicaciones ya que, de lo contrario, deberá matar al árbol. Cada árbol otorga monedas en función del tiempo invertido y, con ellas, se pueden comprar nuevos árboles para acabar formando un verdadero jardín. Además, hay que hacer especial mención a la parte <strong>ecológica real </strong>donde los usuarios pueden plantar árboles en la realidad a través de la compra / mejora a la versión Pro, (que funciona a modo de aportación / donación para la causa).</p> <p>Es lógico pensar que las características que ofrece Sketch son las más eficaces para el diseñador UX pero es en los pequeños detalles dónde realmente brilla. CraftManager o Stark forman parte de esos pequeños detalles que permiten que un producto, Como Sketch, marque la diferencia. Y no me enfoco solamente en un registro de evolutivo de interfaz, si no de la capacidad de acercamiento del producto / prototipo que creamos a problemas reales del consumidor.</p> <img src="https://miro.medium.com/max/1920/1*9ETzoMcUmZlyN3lskIHJNA.jpeg" width="1920" height="1080" loading="lazy" /> <p>Una vez realizadas 10 copias interfaces de Forest: Stay Focused, he optado por continuar el trabajo con algunas capturas de pantalla. Necesitaba amenizar la obtención de una interfaz lo suficientemente completa como para usar Invision y tener una primera toma de contacto con el programa (sobretodo teniendo en cuenta la gran cantidad de ilustración y degradado que forma parte de la app). <strong>CraftManager</strong> ha sido una gran sorpresa dada su <strong>facilísima e intuitiva interfaz</strong>. Además, facilita enormemente el proceso de vinculación de botones e interacción permitiéndonos usarlo dentro de Skecth. La rapidez con la que nos permite realizar las distintas interacciones es realmente útil. Además, cabe destacar la gran usabilidad que tiene. La curva de dificultad es nula y el resultado es muy potente visualmente hablando.</p> <p>Es increíble observar la gran estrategia que hay bajo de una interfaz, por pequeña que sea. Siempre se ha argumentado que el futuro será tecnológico y que, obviamente, las tecnologías se adaptarán a él. Es más, dependeremos de ellas si no lo hacemos ya. Después de analizar todos los pasos de interacción que puede tener una app divertida y distendida como Forest, me doy cuenta de que es verdad. Pero no solo eso; la tecnología siempre formará parte del futuro y, me alegra saber, que los diseñadores UX también.</p> <img src="https://miro.medium.com/max/1206/1*ZKjzxMLgla1qPKtdZOc9yQ.png" width="1206" height="1104" loading="lazy" /> <p><strong><a href="https://invis.io/3CVWREFM96N">Click here to</strong> view the project `Forest Stay Focused` <em>This prototype brought to you by InVisionApp</em</a>>invis.io</p> </section> Sketch Forest: Stay Focused Este ejercicio trata sobre la práctica del programa Sketch y los plugins que ofrece el programa para diferentes tipos de resultados. A nivel de realización he encontrado bastantes contratiempos porque, a pesar de tener experiencia con Sketch, ya hacía mucho tiempo que no interactuaba con el programa. La interfaz funciona de una forma muy distinta al programa de ilustración que he usado mayoritariamente, Illustrator. Para crear un verdadero reto, he seleccionado una aplicación con una interfaz formada por elementos varios como tipografía, ilustración y degradados. La elección para este pequeño reto ha sido Forest: Stay Focused. Se trata de una app muy divertida y funcional que pretende ayudar a concentrar al usuario mientras trabaja. Para ello, el usuario planta árboles en un bosque que van creciendo según el tiempo que decida invertir. Cada árbol puede ser plantado desde 15 minutos hasta 120. Durante el periodo de crecimiento, el usuario no puede salir de la app para usar otras aplicaciones ya que, de lo contrario, deberá matar al árbol. Cada árbol otorga monedas en función del tiempo invertido y, con ellas, se pueden comprar nuevos árboles para acabar formando un verdadero jardín. Además, hay que hacer especial mención a la parte ecológica real donde los usuarios pueden plantar árboles en la realidad a través de la compra / mejora a la versión Pro, (que funciona a modo de aportación / donación para la causa). Es lógico pensar que las características que ofrece Sketch son las más eficaces para el diseñador UX pero es en los pequeños detalles dónde realmente brilla. CraftManager o Stark forman parte de esos pequeños detalles que permiten que un producto, Como Sketch, marque la diferencia. Y no me enfoco solamente en un registro de evolutivo de interfaz, si no de la capacidad de acercamiento del producto / prototipo que creamos a problemas reales del consumidor. Una vez realizadas 10 copias interfaces de Forest: Stay Focused, he optado por continuar el trabajo con algunas capturas de pantalla. Necesitaba amenizar la obtención de una interfaz lo suficientemente completa como para usar Invision y tener una primera toma de contacto con el programa (sobretodo teniendo en cuenta la gran cantidad de ilustración y degradado que forma parte de la app). CraftManager ha sido una gran sorpresa dada su facilísima e intuitiva interfaz. Además, facilita enormemente el proceso de vinculación de botones e interacción permitiéndonos usarlo dentro de Skecth. La rapidez con la que nos permite realizar las distintas interacciones es realmente útil. Además, cabe destacar la gran usabilidad que tiene. La curva de dificultad es nula y el resultado es muy potente visualmente hablando. Es increíble observar la gran estrategia que hay bajo de una interfaz, por pequeña que sea. Siempre se ha argumentado que el futuro será tecnológico y que, obviamente, las tecnologías se adaptarán a él. Es más, dependeremos de ellas si no lo hacemos ya. Después de analizar todos los pasos de interacción que puede tener una app divertida y distendida como Forest, me doy cuenta de que es verdad. Pero no solo eso; la tecnología siempre formará parte del futuro y, me alegra saber, que los diseñadores UX también. Analisis de navegación de Interfaz de Forest: Stay Focused. Click here to view the project `Forest Stay Focused` This prototype brought to you by InVisionAppinvis.io 7d0c362a-7f07-5bf4-a444-6a4b9e9b844b 27/07/2025 22:21:53
https://medium.com/@amymarley/i-know-exactly-what-you-mean-the-dont-complain-comment-is-totally-relevant-too-754adfdf01b7 medium.com I know exactly what you mean. The don’t complain comment is totally relevant too! When I questioned the officer about the lack of demerit points his reply was “I can double the fine and add the points if you like” Amy Marley https://medium.com/@amymarley True 754adfdf01b7 0 min 2020-02-07T06:05:17.209000 2020-02-07T06:10:04.018000 2020-02-07T06:10:04.171000 0 1 en <section> <p>When I questioned the officer about the lack of demerit points his reply was “I can double the fine and add the points if you like”</p> <p>Lucky for me my youngest daughter was in the car and I managed to hold my tongue for both our sakes!</p> <p>There is a part in the book “Talking to Strangers” by Malcolm Gladwell that sat in the back of my mind at the time too. Really great example how a routine stop can go completely skewed.</p> <p>Cheers again for being you.</p> </section> I know exactly what you mean. The don’t complain comment is totally relevant too! When I questioned the officer about the lack of demerit points his reply was “I can double the fine and add the points if you like” Lucky for me my youngest daughter was in the car and I managed to hold my tongue for both our sakes! There is a part in the book “Talking to Strangers” by Malcolm Gladwell that sat in the back of my mind at the time too. Really great example how a routine stop can go completely skewed. Cheers again for being you. d6ef0524-d562-5964-8835-29209d6f1850 27/07/2025 22:21:53
https://medium.com/@philgarber_86053/i-get-the-same-result-using-a-back-of-the-envelope-calculation-using-published-deaths-recoveries-3d1798d4e8f7 medium.com I get the same result using a back of the envelope calculation using published deaths/recoveries… https://twitter.com/PhilGarber5/status/1225855213606596609 Phil Garber https://medium.com/@philgarber_86053 True 3d1798d4e8f7 0 min 2020-02-07T23:48:16.659000 2020-02-07T23:49:05.073000 2020-02-07T23:49:05.329000 0 0 en <section> <p><a href="https://twitter.com/PhilGarber5/status/1225855213606596609">https://twitter.com/PhilGarber5/status/1225855213606596609</a></p> </section> I get the same result using a back of the envelope calculation using published deaths/recoveries numbers. https://twitter.com/PhilGarber5/status/1225855213606596609 a1add65b-0b6c-5dd2-8f22-b992595973aa 27/07/2025 22:21:53
https://medium.com/@adamwalker/why-positive-relationships-matter-and-how-to-start-creating-them-2418b0462018 medium.com Why positive relationships matter, and how to start creating them In high school, my small business teacher was an enigma. Before I met him, I noticed him. I would see him in the halls and immediately had… Adam Walker https://medium.com/@adamwalker False 2418b0462018 https://miro.medium.com/max/2000/0*PpVwqqQ1HLDcX8rN 3 min 2020-02-07T20:05:29.628000 2020-02-07T20:16:27.004000 2021-12-13T10:24:05.523000 0 0 en Positive,Relationships,Leadership,Growth,Entrepreneurship <section> <img src="https://miro.medium.com/max/3024/0*PpVwqqQ1HLDcX8rN" width="3024" height="3024" loading="lazy" /> <p>In high school, my small business teacher was an enigma. Before I met him, I noticed him. I would see him in the halls and immediately had assumptions about him. The often severe look on his face, combined with his fast walk and unflinching stare, always made him look serious, intimidating, and a bit scary. Then one summer, out of the blue, he called me at home. That call changed everything.</p> <p>His name is Billy, and I still call him a friend. He looked scary before I met him. But, after that phone call in the summer of 1998, and to this day, I see him as a teddy bear. His smile and laugh still echo in my mind all these years after being in his class. And, the things I learned from him changed the direction of my life.</p> <h1>Positive relationships matter</h1> <p>We have all spent time around negative people. They are cynical, down, and often mean. No one likes spending time with people like that, but somehow, they wiggle their way into our lives.</p> <p>We have also all spent time with people that are positive and uplifting. Those people who make us want to be better and do better. The people in our lives see the bright side and can help us through the darkest times.</p> </section> Why positive relationships matter, and how to start creating them Photo by Katrina on Unsplash In high school, my small business teacher was an enigma. Before I met him, I noticed him. I would see him in the halls and immediately had assumptions about him. The often severe look on his face, combined with his fast walk and unflinching stare, always made him look serious, intimidating, and a bit scary. Then one summer, out of the blue, he called me at home. That call changed everything. His name is Billy, and I still call him a friend. He looked scary before I met him. But, after that phone call in the summer of 1998, and to this day, I see him as a teddy bear. His smile and laugh still echo in my mind all these years after being in his class. And, the things I learned from him changed the direction of my life. Positive relationships matter We have all spent time around negative people. They are cynical, down, and often mean. No one likes spending time with people like that, but somehow, they wiggle their way into our lives. We have also all spent time with people that are positive and uplifting. Those people who make us want to be better and do better. The people in our lives see the bright side and can help us through the darkest times. 6e0cc60a-c265-5a10-b744-39a9171eb6d2 27/07/2025 22:21:54
https://medium.com/@ahhyunkim/the-curse-of-the-artist-fad9d36c967 medium.com The curse of the artist As a kid, I was scared of my mom, not all the time, but my siblings and I knew she had a tipping point and we were careful not to trigger… Ahhyun Kim https://medium.com/@ahhyunkim True fad9d36c967 9 min 2020-02-07T19:36:21.345000 2020-02-07T19:37:10.616000 2021-12-13T10:23:26.852000 0 1 en Art,Artist,Video Art,Cinema,Film <section> <p>As a kid, I was scared of my mom, not all the time, but my siblings and I knew she had a tipping point and we were careful not to trigger it. My mom is a woman of order; discipline comes naturally to her. She tries to help the people around her, and often gets disappointed for not returning her kindness. She had four kids, “because your dad likes kids”, she said, but he was rarely around to be with us, always busy with work. Having four kids running around was a bit much for a woman who hated chaos, I think. She was often angry at one of us, and even when I thought she was being unfair, I was too scared to speak up.</p> <p>When she yelled at me about something I thought I didn’t deserve, I cried alone in bed. One of those weeping days, I looked up and saw a comic book series in my bookshelf that an older kid gave, and started reading the first book. I was around five or six, and that was when I started to use fictional worlds as an escape. The series was about the Greek gods; it was the “Harry Potter” for Korean kids. I read all twenty books, and moved on to other comic books when I was done. My mom supported my enthusiasm for comic books and bought me as many as she could.</p> <p>Then I became a rebellious teenager, and I started arguing back to my mom. I remember how nervous I was the first time, and how cathartic I felt after. We fought often, but those fights led to conversations, and I came to know her on a level that no one else did. As I grew older, I understood why she was always angry, and as I did, perhaps because someone understood her, or because she too was getting older, she became more at peace. I found out that she was a fragile woman with a sad bitterness toward her circumstances. She wanted to study maths, but her parents happened; she wanted to get her master’s and PhD but her parents-in-law happened; then she wanted to live in America but the IMF happened. Because she never had the choice to do what she wanted or be who she wanted to be, she gave the four of us the liberty to explore whatever interest we had, and supported in every way she could. Perhaps in American culture, that is the norm, but many Korean parents around me were pressuring their kids into law, medicine or business, and I am grateful that my mom broke the Asian mom stereotype. That is how three out of four of us became artists — my brother a writer, my sister a textile designer and me, me I am not entirely sure yet.</p> <p>I experimented with a few media. After rudimentary years of child play with colour pencils, crayons and paper, I found myself evolving into a painter. In the last years of high school, I painted the stars of the night sky, then attempted to convey light pouring through leaves, then painted portraits. I had a fondness for the creamy texture of the oil paint that felt like warm butter on my palette knife. I was a lonesome magician with my easel as my only audience, performing a magic trick by the name of colour mixing. I spent too long on irrelevant fine details, and I was too messy, according to my art teacher, my oil painting mentor Mr. Stewart. Mr. Stewart was a tall, pale Scottish man who walked funny and often got lost in his own thoughts during conversations. He was annoyed by how I used seven brushes and painted over the background three times, but he appreciated my devotion to the medium he too loved. He introduced me to the work of David Hockney, whose expression of stillness and coolness I humbly imitated. I painted portraits, of pretty people. Once a friend of my mom’s saw my painting, and said I tried to tell too many stories. I did. I inadequately experimented with visually articulating conceptual ideas, and contained too many of them in one painting. A disparity existed between the perfect vision I had in my head and the failure of the hands to transfer it onto the canvas. I was an angsty painter, irritated by the subject of my infatuation.</p> <p>Angst. Angst is a feeling that followed me through my life, from the days when I was questioning my mom’s authority to yell at me. I was of course angsty as a teenager, as that is the universal, defining trait of all teenagers. As a teenager, the angst pointed toward myself, like why I cannot paint better, or why my family was the way it was. I continue to be angsty today, about a wider world outside of my control, sometimes on behalf of others, about injustice. Such existential dread stems from a dreamy idealism, and it drives me to make art. Through art, I try to make sense of myself, understand the world around me, and express apprehension in a healthier, less destructive way. When I found this inherent angst deep within me, the angst that will continue to exist and grow with me for the rest of my life, was when I realised I <strong>had to </strong>make art. It was a very recent epiphany, in which I accepted that I can never be an accountant or an astronaut or a nurse or anything, other than an artist. To protect my feeble sanity, I have to live a life devoted to art, or I will always be a little dissociated from my reality, doing something I do not believe in. Art, I believe in art. It is a curse, for I have no choice. The curse of the artist says — “thou shalt make, or thou shalt die”. So I make, regardless of the form the art takes.</p> <p>A year ago, I became a photographer, but long before I called myself one, the camera was in my life. First there was the Kodak disposable camera my brothers and I fought over at a zoo in Singapore, then the silver Olympus point-and-shoot that was the family camera, then the baby blue Polaroid my mom got for me from a Chinese fake mall, then the Canon 5D at the small Korean church, then the Fujifilm 35mm camera in the art department, then my own Minolta. They were my babies, and I loved them all equally, like mothers used to say. It is not completely true, but I loved each of them with such intensity that it almost is. I broke up with painting, because I went to college, and decided not to major in art. Without access to materials, or Mr. Stewart to guide me, or the time and space, I tried painting again a few times, with a tiny square canvas in Trojan Hall, or a big portrait in winter break, but my hands were dull and the frustration grew larger than the love. I was not making anything anymore, and in the busy fun of freshman year, that was okay. Then one day, on a sunny spring day, I felt an appetite to make, so I decided to take photos. Not in the way I had been taking photos, on trips, of friends, casually, but to have a concept and put it to execution. A photographer I was. In my naive yet eager, small but serious ways, I meditated on what would make a picture great. I was inspired by the disturbing and vulnerable photography of Ren Hang and Pixy Liao, and wondered if I could ever make work so daring and powerful. I felt a coward in me, unable to be carefree of opinions, to diverge from conventions or to know what my heart truly desired. I liked the spontaneity of photography, and thought it suited my impatience well. With photography, I developed an interest in nudes, the tenderness of hands, the folding of fat on the waist, the vulnerability of feet, the squareness of men and the softness of women. I wished to capture the essence of people. My previous dabbling in oil painting helped me take photos that were less packed with ideas, and more evocative.</p> <p>At last, cinema. It had a life of its own, a world within itself, and I was Alice lost in Wonderland. Movies radiate a peculiar <strong>power</strong> that I was pulled to. I fell in love with the auteurs of the screen; most of them old, male, chubby, ugly and a little cute, I adored one after another. Bong Joon Ho, the cutest of the auteurs, was my first love. He seemed to share my angst about the world, and it manifested in such a poignant form through his movies. I loved him so much, and wanted to be him so much, that I searched up what he majored in, and chose that major. That is how I became a Sociology major, only to hear three years later in an interview that his major was useless to his filmmaking practice. But I was fine, because by that time, I had already changed my major twice and was now a film major. Even though I studied Sociology to become a filmmaker, I soon understood that the major of a college student was a pronounced element of their identity. I was Ahhyun Kim, from Beijing, Sociology major. That was who people saw me as, and who I saw myself as. Each discipline has a lens through which they view the world, and I was viewing the world through the lens of a Sociologist more than that of an artist. I was walking the steps of a Sociologist, getting further from being an artist. Thus, despite my paralysing fear of rejection and distaste for duty, I applied to SCA. Half a year later, I became a Cinema and Media Studies major. Now, I can watch movies in class, read about them as homework, and think about them more. Some in my major don’t like it, but I love being allowed to take movies seriously, and I love that movies became my entire life.</p> <p>Recently, I came across the medium of video art, somewhere between art and cinema, but not really. Its relationship with cinema is interesting, because it stemmed as a criticism of mainstream media like TV and film. Historically, it was about giving people of colour, women, queers and other marginalised people the power to tell their own stories and redefine their identities. I am intrigued by the elliptical relationship between video art and cinema, the way in which video art antagonises cinema yet blends with its aesthetic conventions. I just made my first video art piece, and I enjoyed the autonomy the medium allowed, juxtaposing the collaborative nature of traditional filmmaking. I am not yet sure where this interest will take my artistic practice.</p> <p>When I was younger, I wanted to be a remarkable person remembered by history, the kind of person that end up in textbooks, like Martin Luther King or Sigmund Freud. I am to this day not sure if small Ahhyun wanted to be great or to be remembered. Either way, I am much less ambitious now. I realised that it is remarkable to be a happy person. All I want is the simple and unobtainable concept of happiness, and in my vain pursuit, being an artist of some sort is utmost necessary. Although I may not be happy even as an artist, I will certainly be unhappy if I was not one. I hope to live a life in which I can make art, talk about art and get inspired often.</p> <p>I considered other careers too. Business I had a disdain for as my dad was a businessman and spent too much time contemplating on business. When I was in middle school, my family went out to eat Indian food. And while my dad was making a point about business at the dinner table, I decided that I would never go into business, because it is the most boring thing in the world. A naive and flawed argument, but I follow it to this day. After watching Mad Men, with a passion for Don Draper, I entertained the idea of a career in marketing, but I have one too many existential crisis about capitalism and consumerism to be successful on Madison Avenue. I imagined myself as a housewife like my mom is, but I hate routine more than anything else in the world. With my ardent detestation towards too many things in the world, a trait my mom told me to work on in 2020, I am not left with many choices other than art, the only thing in my life that I have loved consistently, the only thing that cures my angst.</p> <p>Here I am today, in a crammed room in Century Apartments, Ahhyun, Korean, from Beijing, Cinema and Media Studies major, the product of my many circumstances and many predispositions, sitting on a red twin-sized bed. Am I an artist? I ask myself. I am not as sure as I have pretended to sound like so far. What have I made, that I would call “art”? If the art is in your head, is it still art? I am pained to ask, as I am a perfectionist of an artist, that cannot make anything without picking it apart and loathing every bit of it. I am haunted by the great artists who preceded me, whose shadows I live under.</p> <p>I am perhaps less of an artist than I was three years ago, as I read, watch and think plenty, but make little, yet in some inexplicable and foolish way, I have faith that the law of attraction, as it has so far, will lead me to where I want to be.</p> </section> The curse of the artist As a kid, I was scared of my mom, not all the time, but my siblings and I knew she had a tipping point and we were careful not to trigger it. My mom is a woman of order; discipline comes naturally to her. She tries to help the people around her, and often gets disappointed for not returning her kindness. She had four kids, “because your dad likes kids”, she said, but he was rarely around to be with us, always busy with work. Having four kids running around was a bit much for a woman who hated chaos, I think. She was often angry at one of us, and even when I thought she was being unfair, I was too scared to speak up. When she yelled at me about something I thought I didn’t deserve, I cried alone in bed. One of those weeping days, I looked up and saw a comic book series in my bookshelf that an older kid gave, and started reading the first book. I was around five or six, and that was when I started to use fictional worlds as an escape. The series was about the Greek gods; it was the “Harry Potter” for Korean kids. I read all twenty books, and moved on to other comic books when I was done. My mom supported my enthusiasm for comic books and bought me as many as she could. Then I became a rebellious teenager, and I started arguing back to my mom. I remember how nervous I was the first time, and how cathartic I felt after. We fought often, but those fights led to conversations, and I came to know her on a level that no one else did. As I grew older, I understood why she was always angry, and as I did, perhaps because someone understood her, or because she too was getting older, she became more at peace. I found out that she was a fragile woman with a sad bitterness toward her circumstances. She wanted to study maths, but her parents happened; she wanted to get her master’s and PhD but her parents-in-law happened; then she wanted to live in America but the IMF happened. Because she never had the choice to do what she wanted or be who she wanted to be, she gave the four of us the liberty to explore whatever interest we had, and supported in every way she could. Perhaps in American culture, that is the norm, but many Korean parents around me were pressuring their kids into law, medicine or business, and I am grateful that my mom broke the Asian mom stereotype. That is how three out of four of us became artists — my brother a writer, my sister a textile designer and me, me I am not entirely sure yet. I experimented with a few media. After rudimentary years of child play with colour pencils, crayons and paper, I found myself evolving into a painter. In the last years of high school, I painted the stars of the night sky, then attempted to convey light pouring through leaves, then painted portraits. I had a fondness for the creamy texture of the oil paint that felt like warm butter on my palette knife. I was a lonesome magician with my easel as my only audience, performing a magic trick by the name of colour mixing. I spent too long on irrelevant fine details, and I was too messy, according to my art teacher, my oil painting mentor Mr. Stewart. Mr. Stewart was a tall, pale Scottish man who walked funny and often got lost in his own thoughts during conversations. He was annoyed by how I used seven brushes and painted over the background three times, but he appreciated my devotion to the medium he too loved. He introduced me to the work of David Hockney, whose expression of stillness and coolness I humbly imitated. I painted portraits, of pretty people. Once a friend of my mom’s saw my painting, and said I tried to tell too many stories. I did. I inadequately experimented with visually articulating conceptual ideas, and contained too many of them in one painting. A disparity existed between the perfect vision I had in my head and the failure of the hands to transfer it onto the canvas. I was an angsty painter, irritated by the subject of my infatuation. Angst. Angst is a feeling that followed me through my life, from the days when I was questioning my mom’s authority to yell at me. I was of course angsty as a teenager, as that is the universal, defining trait of all teenagers. As a teenager, the angst pointed toward myself, like why I cannot paint better, or why my family was the way it was. I continue to be angsty today, about a wider world outside of my control, sometimes on behalf of others, about injustice. Such existential dread stems from a dreamy idealism, and it drives me to make art. Through art, I try to make sense of myself, understand the world around me, and express apprehension in a healthier, less destructive way. When I found this inherent angst deep within me, the angst that will continue to exist and grow with me for the rest of my life, was when I realised I had to make art. It was a very recent epiphany, in which I accepted that I can never be an accountant or an astronaut or a nurse or anything, other than an artist. To protect my feeble sanity, I have to live a life devoted to art, or I will always be a little dissociated from my reality, doing something I do not believe in. Art, I believe in art. It is a curse, for I have no choice. The curse of the artist says — “thou shalt make, or thou shalt die”. So I make, regardless of the form the art takes. A year ago, I became a photographer, but long before I called myself one, the camera was in my life. First there was the Kodak disposable camera my brothers and I fought over at a zoo in Singapore, then the silver Olympus point-and-shoot that was the family camera, then the baby blue Polaroid my mom got for me from a Chinese fake mall, then the Canon 5D at the small Korean church, then the Fujifilm 35mm camera in the art department, then my own Minolta. They were my babies, and I loved them all equally, like mothers used to say. It is not completely true, but I loved each of them with such intensity that it almost is. I broke up with painting, because I went to college, and decided not to major in art. Without access to materials, or Mr. Stewart to guide me, or the time and space, I tried painting again a few times, with a tiny square canvas in Trojan Hall, or a big portrait in winter break, but my hands were dull and the frustration grew larger than the love. I was not making anything anymore, and in the busy fun of freshman year, that was okay. Then one day, on a sunny spring day, I felt an appetite to make, so I decided to take photos. Not in the way I had been taking photos, on trips, of friends, casually, but to have a concept and put it to execution. A photographer I was. In my naive yet eager, small but serious ways, I meditated on what would make a picture great. I was inspired by the disturbing and vulnerable photography of Ren Hang and Pixy Liao, and wondered if I could ever make work so daring and powerful. I felt a coward in me, unable to be carefree of opinions, to diverge from conventions or to know what my heart truly desired. I liked the spontaneity of photography, and thought it suited my impatience well. With photography, I developed an interest in nudes, the tenderness of hands, the folding of fat on the waist, the vulnerability of feet, the squareness of men and the softness of women. I wished to capture the essence of people. My previous dabbling in oil painting helped me take photos that were less packed with ideas, and more evocative. At last, cinema. It had a life of its own, a world within itself, and I was Alice lost in Wonderland. Movies radiate a peculiar power that I was pulled to. I fell in love with the auteurs of the screen; most of them old, male, chubby, ugly and a little cute, I adored one after another. Bong Joon Ho, the cutest of the auteurs, was my first love. He seemed to share my angst about the world, and it manifested in such a poignant form through his movies. I loved him so much, and wanted to be him so much, that I searched up what he majored in, and chose that major. That is how I became a Sociology major, only to hear three years later in an interview that his major was useless to his filmmaking practice. But I was fine, because by that time, I had already changed my major twice and was now a film major. Even though I studied Sociology to become a filmmaker, I soon understood that the major of a college student was a pronounced element of their identity. I was Ahhyun Kim, from Beijing, Sociology major. That was who people saw me as, and who I saw myself as. Each discipline has a lens through which they view the world, and I was viewing the world through the lens of a Sociologist more than that of an artist. I was walking the steps of a Sociologist, getting further from being an artist. Thus, despite my paralysing fear of rejection and distaste for duty, I applied to SCA. Half a year later, I became a Cinema and Media Studies major. Now, I can watch movies in class, read about them as homework, and think about them more. Some in my major don’t like it, but I love being allowed to take movies seriously, and I love that movies became my entire life. Recently, I came across the medium of video art, somewhere between art and cinema, but not really. Its relationship with cinema is interesting, because it stemmed as a criticism of mainstream media like TV and film. Historically, it was about giving people of colour, women, queers and other marginalised people the power to tell their own stories and redefine their identities. I am intrigued by the elliptical relationship between video art and cinema, the way in which video art antagonises cinema yet blends with its aesthetic conventions. I just made my first video art piece, and I enjoyed the autonomy the medium allowed, juxtaposing the collaborative nature of traditional filmmaking. I am not yet sure where this interest will take my artistic practice. When I was younger, I wanted to be a remarkable person remembered by history, the kind of person that end up in textbooks, like Martin Luther King or Sigmund Freud. I am to this day not sure if small Ahhyun wanted to be great or to be remembered. Either way, I am much less ambitious now. I realised that it is remarkable to be a happy person. All I want is the simple and unobtainable concept of happiness, and in my vain pursuit, being an artist of some sort is utmost necessary. Although I may not be happy even as an artist, I will certainly be unhappy if I was not one. I hope to live a life in which I can make art, talk about art and get inspired often. I considered other careers too. Business I had a disdain for as my dad was a businessman and spent too much time contemplating on business. When I was in middle school, my family went out to eat Indian food. And while my dad was making a point about business at the dinner table, I decided that I would never go into business, because it is the most boring thing in the world. A naive and flawed argument, but I follow it to this day. After watching Mad Men, with a passion for Don Draper, I entertained the idea of a career in marketing, but I have one too many existential crisis about capitalism and consumerism to be successful on Madison Avenue. I imagined myself as a housewife like my mom is, but I hate routine more than anything else in the world. With my ardent detestation towards too many things in the world, a trait my mom told me to work on in 2020, I am not left with many choices other than art, the only thing in my life that I have loved consistently, the only thing that cures my angst. Here I am today, in a crammed room in Century Apartments, Ahhyun, Korean, from Beijing, Cinema and Media Studies major, the product of my many circumstances and many predispositions, sitting on a red twin-sized bed. Am I an artist? I ask myself. I am not as sure as I have pretended to sound like so far. What have I made, that I would call “art”? If the art is in your head, is it still art? I am pained to ask, as I am a perfectionist of an artist, that cannot make anything without picking it apart and loathing every bit of it. I am haunted by the great artists who preceded me, whose shadows I live under. I am perhaps less of an artist than I was three years ago, as I read, watch and think plenty, but make little, yet in some inexplicable and foolish way, I have faith that the law of attraction, as it has so far, will lead me to where I want to be. 333897d5-e80f-577e-8dd9-d04cdb734c28 27/07/2025 22:21:55
https://medium.com/@wayneboatwright/the-wuhan-crematoria-are-running-24-7-yet-our-tool-to-battle-this-pandemic-is-reason-5def67bc9d2 medium.com The Wuhan crematoria are running 24/7, yet our tool to battle this pandemic is REASON. Wayne Boatwright https://medium.com/@wayneboatwright True 5def67bc9d2 0 min 2020-02-07T16:44:25.036000 2020-02-07T16:45:35.406000 2020-02-07T16:45:36.030000 0 0 en Wuhan,Pandemic,China <section> <p><strong><a href="https://medium.com/@wayneboatwright/2019-ncov-w</strong>uhan-coronavirus-social-media-inoculation-578d50bfe306">2019-nCoV (Wuhan coronavirus) — Social Media Inoculation <em>“It’s a disaster of epic proportions,” said my friend in Beijing. [8:42 PM, 1/25/2020]</em>m</a>edium.com</p> </section> The Wuhan crematoria are running 24/7, yet our tool to battle this pandemic is REASON. 2019-nCoV (Wuhan coronavirus) — Social Media Inoculation “It’s a disaster of epic proportions,” said my friend in Beijing. [8:42 PM, 1/25/2020]medium.com 09b80e65-9fa5-5d4d-bb2c-05eebdc141bd 27/07/2025 22:21:55
https://medium.com/@kamildziadek0/this-part-of-the-article-is-not-entirely-true-bc2d359a9864 medium.com This part of the article is not entirely true. Also, I think that you have missed one very important thing about Flow. It has a built-in mechanism for backpressure by suspending the… Kamil Dziadek https://medium.com/@kamildziadek0 True bc2d359a9864 0 min 2020-02-07T18:17:24.730000 2020-02-07T18:33:51.970000 2020-02-07T18:33:52.855000 0 57 en Android,Rxjava,Kotlin,Flow,Backpressure <section> <p>Also, I think that you have missed one very important thing about Flow. It has a built-in mechanism for backpressure by suspending the producer until the collector is ready to process it. That’s why in most of the cases you don’t have to worry about backpressure and it’s still there. Unfortunately, this strategy doesn’t exist in the RxJava world.</p> </section> This part of the article is not entirely true. In this particular case flatMapMerge is run in parallel due to the concurrency parameter being set by default to 16. If you were to change it to 1 the output for RxJava and Flow would be the same. Also, I think that you have missed one very important thing about Flow. It has a built-in mechanism for backpressure by suspending the producer until the collector is ready to process it. That’s why in most of the cases you don’t have to worry about backpressure and it’s still there. Unfortunately, this strategy doesn’t exist in the RxJava world. 408364bb-ee9e-5d19-83cb-0a2df60ce849 27/07/2025 22:21:55
https://medium.com/@anyonecandobiz/making-the-demand-f24acc46200b medium.com Making the Demand Today we’re talking about a tool that has transformed both of our lives and our businesses… making the demand. Now, what does that entail? Anyone Can Do Business https://medium.com/@anyonecandobiz True f24acc46200b 3 min 2020-02-07T20:42:40.081000 2020-02-07T20:55:09.105000 2021-12-13T10:22:57.080000 0 0 en Change,Boredom,Transformation,Entrepreneurship,Mindfulness <section> <p>Today we’re talking about a tool that has transformed both of our lives and our businesses… making the demand. Now, what does that entail?</p> <p>A demand is not a threat. You don’t act like a four-year-old, hands on hips, determined to get your way. Demanding of other people doesn’t usually work. But making the demand of you works because there’s a potency that gets activated. Power is an exuberant, quick, joyful and unlimited energy. There is no diminishment of yourself or others.</p> <p><strong>Demand of yourself and request of the universe</strong></p> <p>A demand is what you make of yourself: no matter what it takes, this situation is changing now. Then you include the universe in your request.</p> <p>What if you made a demand to start receiving from anybody who is willing to gift to you? You might realize that contribution is a two-way street and your willingness to receive is a gift to the giver.</p> <p><strong>You get to choose what your demand is and when to make it</strong></p> <p>Making the demand is not about anybody else. It is about you.</p> <p>In life you’ll have challenging moments, what Rudyard Kipling called “the unforgiving minute”. Your perception of them will either destroy or create your future. What if you chose to move forward, rather than wallow in pity?</p> <p>Right now, take a few moments to look at what you would like your life and living to be like? Many people are so influenced by others, that they have no clue what they would like. Please know that it is never too late. Every single moment is a gift for you to create something different.</p> <p><strong>Your demand will change on a daily basis</strong></p> <p>The demand continually changes because would an unlimited being ever be satisfied? Have you ever been told “get used to it”, “that’s just the way it is”? What if that’s actually not true? The greatest injury we do to ourselves or another is to believe that we can not create our lives in a way that is fun and joyous.</p> <p><strong>When you’re brilliant there’s no sense of wrongness.</strong></p> <p>Demand is the continuous awareness of what you require that allows you to be the greatness of you. Surround yourself with people who are willing to see the brilliance in you and contribute to your forward progress.</p> <p>You can not create a phenomenal global business by yourself, you need other people. At the same time, don’t wait for anyone. Move forward even if you don’t have a plan.</p> <p><strong>How do you know it’s time to make a demand in your life?</strong></p> <p>Usually, boredom is a sign that something needs to change or be added to your life. Don’t buy other people’s points of view about getting stressed or over-worked. When you’re tired or cranky, get your Bars run.</p> <p><strong>Life is like a treasure gifting you more in every moment</strong></p> <p>If something in your life keeps showing up over and over, don’t ignore it. What demand can you make of you today that would allow you to create the life you’ve been asking for?</p> <p>Imagine what it would be like to wake up every morning inspired with what you’re creating in the world?</p> <p>Lauren Marie is a Joy of Business facilitator, acupuncturist, entrepreneur and mother of twins. She travels worldwide, facilitating classes and changing her clients’ point of view about life, health and business.</p> <p>Born on the outskirts of Washington D.C., Lauren now lives on Queensland’s Sunshine Coast.A passionate creator and conscious rule-breaker, Lauren seeks to inspire other mothers to see the possibilities others overlook, and to embrace every challenge and choice that parenthood brings. <a href="http://www.meetlaurenmarie.com/">http://www.meetlaurenmarie.com/</a></p> <p>Rachael O’Brien is CFMW, a Transformational Life Coach, Certified Facilitator of Access Consciousness, Joy Of Business Certified Facilitator, Certified Management Consultant, Pilates Instructor,and co-owner of Irish Rain Natural Skin-Care.</p> <p>She grew up in Ireland and travels around the globe facilitating classes! Her target is to empower as many people as possible to know what they know! What would it take for you to know, you can change anything in your life that does not work for you?https://www.rachaelobrien.org/</p> <p>To listen to all of our past episodes go to: <a href="https://www.anyonecandobiz.com/">https://www.anyonecandobiz.com/</a></p> <p>98%</p> <p>2 / 2</p> </section> Making the Demand Today we’re talking about a tool that has transformed both of our lives and our businesses… making the demand. Now, what does that entail? A demand is not a threat. You don’t act like a four-year-old, hands on hips, determined to get your way. Demanding of other people doesn’t usually work. But making the demand of you works because there’s a potency that gets activated. Power is an exuberant, quick, joyful and unlimited energy. There is no diminishment of yourself or others. Demand of yourself and request of the universe A demand is what you make of yourself: no matter what it takes, this situation is changing now. Then you include the universe in your request. What if you made a demand to start receiving from anybody who is willing to gift to you? You might realize that contribution is a two-way street and your willingness to receive is a gift to the giver. You get to choose what your demand is and when to make it Making the demand is not about anybody else. It is about you. In life you’ll have challenging moments, what Rudyard Kipling called “the unforgiving minute”. Your perception of them will either destroy or create your future. What if you chose to move forward, rather than wallow in pity? Right now, take a few moments to look at what you would like your life and living to be like? Many people are so influenced by others, that they have no clue what they would like. Please know that it is never too late. Every single moment is a gift for you to create something different. Your demand will change on a daily basis The demand continually changes because would an unlimited being ever be satisfied? Have you ever been told “get used to it”, “that’s just the way it is”? What if that’s actually not true? The greatest injury we do to ourselves or another is to believe that we can not create our lives in a way that is fun and joyous. When you’re brilliant there’s no sense of wrongness. Demand is the continuous awareness of what you require that allows you to be the greatness of you. Surround yourself with people who are willing to see the brilliance in you and contribute to your forward progress. You can not create a phenomenal global business by yourself, you need other people. At the same time, don’t wait for anyone. Move forward even if you don’t have a plan. How do you know it’s time to make a demand in your life? Usually, boredom is a sign that something needs to change or be added to your life. Don’t buy other people’s points of view about getting stressed or over-worked. When you’re tired or cranky, get your Bars run. Life is like a treasure gifting you more in every moment If something in your life keeps showing up over and over, don’t ignore it. What demand can you make of you today that would allow you to create the life you’ve been asking for? Imagine what it would be like to wake up every morning inspired with what you’re creating in the world? Lauren Marie is a Joy of Business facilitator, acupuncturist, entrepreneur and mother of twins. She travels worldwide, facilitating classes and changing her clients’ point of view about life, health and business. Born on the outskirts of Washington D.C., Lauren now lives on Queensland’s Sunshine Coast.A passionate creator and conscious rule-breaker, Lauren seeks to inspire other mothers to see the possibilities others overlook, and to embrace every challenge and choice that parenthood brings. http://www.meetlaurenmarie.com/ Rachael O’Brien is CFMW, a Transformational Life Coach, Certified Facilitator of Access Consciousness, Joy Of Business Certified Facilitator, Certified Management Consultant, Pilates Instructor,and co-owner of Irish Rain Natural Skin-Care. She grew up in Ireland and travels around the globe facilitating classes! Her target is to empower as many people as possible to know what they know! What would it take for you to know, you can change anything in your life that does not work for you?https://www.rachaelobrien.org/ To listen to all of our past episodes go to: https://www.anyonecandobiz.com/ 98% 2 / 2 43118df6-a982-5cb2-bc35-873e7a3510a6 27/07/2025 22:21:55
https://medium.com/@manuelmeurer/community-jobs-1bfb6940d2c1 medium.com Community jobs Every now and then, a freelancer from our community approaches us to ask how and where they can share their own job posts. Sometimes it’s… Manuel Meurer https://medium.com/@manuelmeurer True 1bfb6940d2c1 https://miro.medium.com/max/2000/0*HHmr0Q5vMcgWOirx.jpg 1 min 2020-02-10T17:37:24.341000 2020-02-07T14:31:11 2025-07-23T15:34:59.153000 0 0 en Community,Jobs <section> <img src="https://miro.medium.com/max/1800/0*HHmr0Q5vMcgWOirx.jpg" width="1800" height="1059" loading="lazy" /> <p>Every now and then, a freelancer from our community approaches us to ask how and where they can share their own job posts. Sometimes it’s for a personal project they are pursuing, but for which they don’t have the necessary time or skills, but most of the time they are working on a client project and the workload is just too much, so they’d like to find someone to share it with.</p> <p>Until now we struggled to handle these questions. Of course we could handle those kind of ‘community’ jobs just like regular client jobs, but this would work for us — i.e. writing the job description, posting the job, vetting candidates, and introducing the most qualified one(s) — so we would need to charge our usual 10% fee. But we didn’t really want to do that, and neither did most freelancers.</p> <p>We wanted to find a simple way for the freelancers to post their own jobs to the community, without the need for us to get involved (apart from having an eye on the posts to make sure they are of high quality), and without charging anyone anything.</p> <p><strong>After considering lots of complicated options, we settled on the simplest one and created the Slack channel <a href="https://uplinkhq.slack.com/archives/CTDPX6JMP">#jobs-communi</strong>ty</a>, to which everyone has access to post their own jobs.</p> <p>Freelancers who are interested to hear about community jobs can join and will be notified of each new post, just like our regular jobs channels work.</p> <p>Check our <a href="https://kb.uplink.tech/freelancers/our-slack-workspace#community-jobs">Knowledge Base</a> for guidelines of what and how to post in this channel.</p> <p>So if you’re working on a client project and can think of some parts that could be ‘outsourced’, why not find another freelancer to work with? It might be more fun and fulfilling to have someone to partner with!</p> <p><em>Originally published at <a href="https://uplink.tech/blog/commun</em>ity-jobs/">https://uplink.tech</a> on February 7, 2020.</p> </section> Community jobs Every now and then, a freelancer from our community approaches us to ask how and where they can share their own job posts. Sometimes it’s for a personal project they are pursuing, but for which they don’t have the necessary time or skills, but most of the time they are working on a client project and the workload is just too much, so they’d like to find someone to share it with. Until now we struggled to handle these questions. Of course we could handle those kind of ‘community’ jobs just like regular client jobs, but this would work for us — i.e. writing the job description, posting the job, vetting candidates, and introducing the most qualified one(s) — so we would need to charge our usual 10% fee. But we didn’t really want to do that, and neither did most freelancers. We wanted to find a simple way for the freelancers to post their own jobs to the community, without the need for us to get involved (apart from having an eye on the posts to make sure they are of high quality), and without charging anyone anything. After considering lots of complicated options, we settled on the simplest one and created the Slack channel #jobs-community, to which everyone has access to post their own jobs. Freelancers who are interested to hear about community jobs can join and will be notified of each new post, just like our regular jobs channels work. Check our Knowledge Base for guidelines of what and how to post in this channel. So if you’re working on a client project and can think of some parts that could be ‘outsourced’, why not find another freelancer to work with? It might be more fun and fulfilling to have someone to partner with! Originally published at https://uplink.tech on February 7, 2020. b00a8d26-1a4d-5389-a935-7cade550f9b6 27/07/2025 22:21:56
https://medium.com/@cozz/journal-of-an-automatic-control-student-part-8-e1672ad5aa51 medium.com Journal of an Automatic Control student-Part 8 The finals period is over! Hooray! Cozz https://medium.com/@cozz True e1672ad5aa51 1 min 2020-02-07T19:49:53.237000 2020-02-07T20:03:29.488000 2021-12-13T10:24:29.265000 0 1 en <section> <p>The finals period is over! Hooray!</p> <p>So as vacation approaches, one does realise something-we do really are alone. Alone as a wounded animal in the dark hours of the night. And you eventually get to a certain age when you stop sending the message you just wanted to send, -or delete it- stop calling and accept the world as it really is. You can’t really expect people to be there for you, all the time. There is a short little teaching: “A bird which rests on a little branch isn’t afraid of it cracking, because it does not rely on it, but on its own capability to fly when needed”. So must we, when we feel alone, remind ourselves that no one will save us from the great fear of loneliness. We can just accept its existance.</p> <p>I am sad…</p> </section> Journal of an Automatic Control student-Part 8 The finals period is over! Hooray! So as vacation approaches, one does realise something-we do really are alone. Alone as a wounded animal in the dark hours of the night. And you eventually get to a certain age when you stop sending the message you just wanted to send, -or delete it- stop calling and accept the world as it really is. You can’t really expect people to be there for you, all the time. There is a short little teaching: “A bird which rests on a little branch isn’t afraid of it cracking, because it does not rely on it, but on its own capability to fly when needed”. So must we, when we feel alone, remind ourselves that no one will save us from the great fear of loneliness. We can just accept its existance. I am sad… 9c0409a8-a9e7-5f64-b8a7-780857336218 27/07/2025 22:21:56