
In September 2011 I asked some questions about 3D printing.
It’s October 2015, and I have some answers.
Q: How long before toy manufacturers go for the “3D printed look” to cash in on the trend?
A: Jan 2014: http://the3doodler.com/

Q: Is 3D printed jewellery the epitome of Pokemonetisation?
A: Maybe. http://3dprint.com/6214/uglydoll-3d-print/

Q: When will 3D printed jewellery trend and what pokemonesque combination will it take to go mass-market?
A: Not yet. But if you want to disrupt jewellery you can have the idea for free. You’re welcome.

Q: Can 3D printing be mass-market? Isn’t it the home-made within-your-grasp nature of 3D printing that’s popular? What about the professional end of 3D printing that’s always at the leading edge of the possible?
A: So many claims have been pinned on 3D printing that it’s hard to spot anything mass-market other than bandwagon jumping. However, if you look at hackspaces you’d rarely see one without some kind of 3D printer, and they’re not just RepRaps.


Q: If “home printing is killing retail”, will the money move to creating and transporting the masses of resin-y stuff we’re making these trinkets out of? Can we make that out of renewables? Out of waste products?
A: Yes. It turns out we can.
Q: Will we get visits from Selective Laser Sinterklaas delivering presents?
A: Still my best joke that nobody gets.

The Internet of Things
The Atlantic invents Red Dwarf’s Talkie Toaster for the Internet of Things
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“I don’t know, Donna, just wail something… ‘I feel love’? Anything, really, I’m just trying to get this bassline right. No, listen, it’s harder than it sounds.”
In memory of Donna Summer.
http://musicthing.blogspot.co.uk/2004/12/moroder-week-pt-1-i-didnt-know-he-did.html
Drones on the internet on a stick bathed in GPS watching you with video and machine vision and sniffing you with sensors. New aesthetic, yeah?
Made with Paper
What Trollstigen (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Trollstigen) might look like if you were tied to a pole on top of a car driving at 320mph.
I reckon NRK should commission this. I’d watch it.
One 1990s summer evening in our cul-de-sac in Teignmouth, I got off my Raleigh Grifter and had a go on Dom’s skateboard.
15 seconds later I was on my arse nursing a grazed elbow, my skateboarding career in tatters.
After that we went and played on my Amiga until he had to go home.