I used my first computer in the mid 1970s. One single computer was sited at the Career center, perhaps the only student computer in the county, and I was fascinated from day one with what it could do. I don't remember specs, I've always had a more vivid memory for emotion than for details, but it had to be one of the first PCs out there. Years later, in the early 90's I traveled the globe on a gopher with Jughead and Veronica to visit Archie, winding up reading articles on archaeology at an Australian university from my room in Battle Creek, Michigan. Then I joined one of the early Intra-webs, the Great lakes Free Net, and moderated a group or two, and met some people who I still care about and communicate with now, years later.
I guess this is the long way round to say I love living in 'the computer age' .
Today a friend posted a link to a beautiful computer animation set to music, which led me to the artist's site. Esteban Diácono
He has several sites, each a different yet interconnecting facet of his 'computer face'. He's a motion graphic artist, among other things.
I am still exploring myself, but what I loved today was this: