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Hive native macOS is officially available on the macOS App Store. With a lighter and more complete collection experience, a simple and pure experience, it fully leverages all the features of the desktop platform.
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从搜到到下单也就犹豫了10分钟吧🌚
说来好笑,本来根本没有买 iPhone Duo 的计划。但是昨天我看大家都说要找黄牛,还有些要等到 27 年 1 月份才到货;我朋友 @BunnyxStudio 告诉我直接打开美团就能买到原价的,我一搜居然真的有,而且两小时送货上门。那一刻我觉得自己被命运选中了,于是下了个单,莫名其妙就买了。
用了两天,我觉得还是很不错的(我没有遇到爆屏的现象)。这里说说我目前感觉到的几个点:
1. 折叠起来的小屏感受没有想象中那么憋屈。我本身就是个小屏爱好者,折叠起来用反而让我重新回到了小屏的体验。在刷信息流或者简单聊天这种场景下,这个小屏已经足够应付了。
2. 展开后的大屏体验非常爽。遇到需要沉浸式大屏的时候把它展开,感觉非常好。我平时是个 iPad mini 用户,但 iPhone Duo 展开后的体验比 iPad mini 好太多了:它刚好比 iPad mini 小一点,双手打字舒服很多;磨砂质感的膜视觉上很惊艳、很舒服,比起在 iPad mini 上看微信读书,它有一种看纸质书的感觉。
3. 摄像头非常垃圾。还好我对摄像头没有那么高的要求,所以影响不大;但如果对拍照有要求的话,还是不建议购买。
4. 适配问题。有很多 App 都没有适配,不过在小屏上操作其实问题不大;主流应用都做了适配,虽然适配得很垃圾,但也还好。
目前来说,我还是可以把它当成主力机的。不过我的旧 iPhone 暂时还不能丢,因为需要拍照或者某些特定场景下,我还是需要一台直板 iPhone
If you've wondered what it'd be like to fully use Figma on the iPhone Duo, the next version of Figgy might offer an interesting way to do it.
The screen's still small, though, so you won't have much room to work with.
This really got to me. It reminded me of when I first started learning design and writing code by hand, before ChatGPT 3.5 came out. I learned by following @fatbobman and other Swift blogs. It was a hard time, but I'll always remember it, and I learned a lot from it.
These days it feels like knowledge just comes for free, like I should be able to do everything. But I can't. So instead of doing more, I want to slow down, get back into learning mode, and do the things that still make me nervous and a bit clumsy. That's what learning actually feels like.
struggle together
i learned programming and design by trying, failing, and trying again.
when i hit a wall, i figured out how to climb it. read something i barely understood. took things apart. asked someone for help. started over.
when i began my career, i kept doing things i had never done before. trying different ways to make something work. when i stopped learning, i moved on to the next struggle.
many things i made weren’t very good. but after enough rounds, something stuck. what once took so much effort became part of how i thought. i could feel something was wrong before i knew how to explain it.
it became like water.
i think about what went into that. the bug i couldn’t fix. the design that looked right until someone used it. the conversation that made me realize my flaws.
now we can ask a machine.
i’ve made things with these tools that i might never have made otherwise. i don’t miss every tedious task. but i wonder what happens when we remove the difficulty before we understand what it was teaching us.
we ask. something appears. it works well enough. we move on.
we learn how to get results without necessarily understanding how it works. and because the result looks complete, it becomes easy to miss the questions we never learned to ask.
there is another side to this.
working with people is uncomfortable.
everyone wants something different. everyone has a history you don’t know. someone cares about a detail you think is unimportant. someone pushes back when you want to move. someone needs time when you feel certain.
it takes a while to find each other.
but sometimes, after struggling together, you become a band.
you know who notices what you miss. who can pull an idea apart without killing it. when to step in, when to slow down, when to let someone else carry the rhythm.
you share something unfinished. admit you don’t know. hurt each other, apologize, try again. eventually you make something none of you could have made alone.
some of my closest friendships came from working this way. smart, caring humans who saw me confused, wrong, tired, excited. people i could be vulnerable with. people whose ideas changed mine.
i worry we are making it easier to avoid that beginning.
an agent is always there. patient. ready to keep going. talking to it can feel easier than reaching toward someone who might misunderstand you, disagree, or have somewhere else to be.
sometimes that ease helps. but if we keep choosing it, where do the friendships begin?
i picture each of us with our own agents. our own explanations. our own little worlds. making more things, with fewer reasons to leave the screen or work through a difference with another person.
and these worlds aren’t entirely ours.
they run on machines in server farms, owned by companies, shaped by interests we may not see. we bring them our questions, our work, our loneliness. they become part of how we understand what is real.
is that freedom?
or a comfortable kind of confinement, where everything responds to us but fewer things reach us?
i don’t think pain makes something good. there are struggles nobody should have to endure. but i don’t want to lose the difficulty of learning something unfamiliar, or getting to know someone who isn’t like me.
maybe we need tools that help us spend more time with the world, instead of giving us fewer reasons to enter it. tools that make it easier to find people, share something unfinished, and work through what we couldn’t figure out alone.
sometimes i want to close the laptop.
sit with people i love. play something we haven’t figured out yet. miss a note, lose the rhythm, listen until we find each other again.
like a jazz band. everyone bringing something different. nobody knowing where we’ll end up.
i don’t want a life without struggle. i want people to struggle with. something we can feel, change, and make our own.
music we couldn’t have made alone, instead of the silent static of the server farm.
I have an OLED TV and an iPad Pro with a tandem OLED display, and neither got me to watch a single episode of anything in the past month.
Tonight I finished an episode of Lanterns on the iPhone Duo. Anything that can pull me away from the agents running on my computer is doing something right.

















