Chris Cooney — a journal

A personal journal · since 2024

Ramblings of a mad man.

Photography, philosophy, software, and the occasional ill-advised experiment. Written from Northern Ireland, mostly while the rain holds off.

PhotographyEssaysField notes

I’m Chris Cooney — a software engineer, speaker, amateur photographer, and a chronic overthinker. This is where I keep the things I make and the things I work out as I go. Some of it’s considered. Some of it isn’t. None of it is for sale.

The writing

Bust of Hannibal Barca

The Battle of Cannae

On a small field in southern Italy, in August 216 BC, an eighty-thousand-strong Roman army was annihilated in a single afternoon. The reason, mostly, was that Rome had been arguing with itself.

Albert Camus, 1957

Albert Camus

On Albert Camus, his short novel about a man who refused to lie, and the cheerfullest piece of philosophy of the twentieth century.

Ludwig Wittgenstein, 1946

Ludwig Wittgenstein

Two of the twentieth century's celebrated philosophers spent ten minutes shouting at each other over a fireplace poker. Neither of them was wrong.

Mikhail Bulgakov, 1937

The Master and Margarita

Mikhail Bulgakov spent twelve years writing a book the Soviet apparatus had no language for. He was right to.

Library of Congress card catalogue room

Context Harvesting

What happens if you try to create Claude guardrails from Git logs? The agent already has the context it needs.

Potato canopy in a planter

AI-Powered Potatoes

Spending months and a small fortune to grow spuds in order to test what an LLM can really teach a layman.

Banner image for The Society of the Spectacle

The Society of the Spectacle

Guy Debord saw something coming. A note on a small, sharp book that has aged into something almost unbearably accurate.

New York skyline at dusk

Learning to Abandon Peace

A photographer who likes quiet places goes looking for it in cities, fails, and finds something better.

Swan and chicks

Birding

Standing in a field for hours waiting for a crow. Apparently this is what I am now.

Night sky with stars and clouds

Astrophotography

A first attempt at the night sky, with all the rookie mistakes intact and on show.

Road towards Lough Foyle

Ballykelly, Lough Foyle

Walking a flat road towards a flat sea, with Binevenagh looming and the train going the other way.

The Northern Lights over Northern Ireland

A Class 5 Solar Storm

The aurora over Northern Ireland, settings, mistakes, and a brief encounter with the Overview Effect.

About this place

A small notebook, kept in public.

I work in software, mostly on observability — the part of the trade concerned with watching production carefully so it doesn’t bite you. I speak at conferences, I write code, and I read more books than I can afford bookshelves for.

Outside that, I take photographs. Birds, weather, mountains, cities. I write about whichever of those leaves a mark, and I try to keep the writing as honest as I can manage.

The plan, such as it is, is to keep adding to this until the rate of new ideas equals the rate of forgetting them. I’ll let you know how that goes.

Reviews of this blog

“Pics are very nice. Text however, is despair-inducing gash.”

— A guy on the Northern Ireland subreddit