Peter Durand

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In Journal on February 29, 2012 at 10:11 am

by Peter Durand


Rachel Smith at MacWorld 2012 : Visual Note-taking on the iPad

In Journal on February 23, 2012 at 5:07 pm

I take notes using my iPad — in a very visual way. Using images as
well as text, I draw the notes using my fingertip and a drawing
application like Sketchbook Pro or Brushes. These slides supported my
Tech Talk at Macworld|iWorld 2012 about this special kind of
note-taking. See more examples of my work on Flickr: or visit my blog:

Safari Sketchbook

In Journal on February 20, 2012 at 5:23 pm

Help CeaseFire Expand

In Journal on February 20, 2012 at 4:40 pm

Fun to see that we have an official fancy sign on The Nashville Studio door!

In Journal on February 19, 2012 at 5:49 pm
Welcome home on Twitpic

Over Kenya

In Journal on February 16, 2012 at 5:15 am

New Workshops from The Grove in 2012

In Journal on February 16, 2012 at 3:59 am
Visual Teams Workshop

 with David Sibbet

David Sibbet 

Safari on the Maasai Mara

In Journal on February 13, 2012 at 9:13 am

Just flew back to Nairobi from the vast grasslands of the Maasai Mara

Stayed at the wonderful tent hotel, Kichwa Tembo.

So many stories and images to share.

Learning Through The Climate Change & Gender Game

In Journal on February 9, 2012 at 1:40 pm
Today, at the PopTech Climate Gender Lab we went out into the field. 

Part of the participants went out to visit farmers went to witness the work of Rose Goslinga, who leads the Syngenta Foundation’s Kilimo Salama, the first micro-insurance product available to smallholder Kenyan farmers. 

Our group traveled two hours east of Nairobi to participate in a community-based scenario game focused on climate change and gender.
In the morning, we met with local members of the Kenyan Red Cross who briefed us on the local situation. 
Specifically, years of poor rainfall and drought are forcing girls to drop out of school and migrate to Nairobi to become servants. This is in part due to the fact that farmers need to switch from traditional crops (corn and beans) to more resilient crops, namely cassava.
Cassava is native to South America, is extensively cultivated as an annual crop in tropical and subtropical regions for its edible starchytuberous root, a major source of carbohydrates
The game was created by Janot and Pablo Suarez, and is used with the Red Cross and Red Crescent to help communities think through strategic responses to the effects of climate change.
Local farmers and elders greet us and welcomed us to their community-based organization (CBO).
Due to low rainfall, the corn fields are completely dried up.
This community build has been leased and turned into a cassava-processing center.
A members of the Kenyan Red Cross listens to the rules of the Climate Game.
Many age groups were well-represented.
Janot Mendler de Suarez facilitates the game, in which decisions have consequences.
Our documentarian filmmaker, Daniel, tries to be subtle.
The "losers" have to "migrate to Nairobi" and sit out the rest of the game.
A roll of the dice determine what seasonal rains will come.
In another round, wrist bands determine who is male and who is female.
Elders watch on in curiosity.
Cassava after it has been shredded. It can then be milled and turned into flour.
The farmers end with a dance.
The proud members of the C.B.O.

Nairobi Day 4: Kicking Around Downtown / Lower Kabete Road / K.I.A.

In Journal on February 6, 2012 at 2:33 pm
Today, we hired the Hersmans' friend, Kennedy, to drive us around town, starting with The New Stanley Hotel. This is a place of legend from the days of mustachioed aristocrats heading on big gun safaris from the back of convertible Rolls Royces. Hemmingway's crowd congregated at the Thorn Tree Cafe.
We headed up Lower Kabete Road to find the Kenya Institute of Administration where my father taught in a program for magistrates.
The road winds through old villas and new housing projects draped in shady trees.
There is still a tremendous amount of security for each house… barbed wire, electric fences, steel gates.
We were also searching for the house that my mother and father lived in back in the late 1960s. Our driver joked that perhaps it is here in the pile of recycled building materials.
I enjoy all the types of gates and fencing solutions full of ingenuity and color.
We found the Institute and decided to see if we could get inside to look around.
We were met by a grumpy soldier with a large machine gun who said that it was not possible to enter.
Another guard eventually heard mom's story, made a phone call, took my passport, and let us through to reception.
The assistant director took us back to his office and after hearing that Dad was involved in the early years of the Institution, made a call to the director of the museum.
The Asst. Director personally walked us to the museum past the beautiful landscaping, explaining to us the changes in the Kenyan constitution.
And lo and behold! My dad was spotted in a group photo hanging on the museum wall!
In this photo, Dad was probably 35-years-old. Mom remarked: "Hey! He was good looking!"
I was really choked up after all the years of hearing about his work, but never having a visual of what this place was like. And then to see that his work really did contribute to a country.
I feel very proud and amazed that this day came to pass.