One of my part-time duties at the day job is maintaining a WordPress site. Until recently, this involved minor edits to the templates. But things heated up few months back. I’ve been digging into the internals, learning to write plugins, and generally trying to grok the system.
Here is a plugin I wrote for one of the volunteer sites I run. I don’t claim that it is anything special, except that when I searched for something like this, I couldn’t find one. So maybe I am the first!
What does it do? It creates a signup page! For example:
From the readme.txt:
- Download the plugin.
- Unpack the zip archive to your `/wp-content/plugins/` folder
- Activate the plugin through the ‘Plugins’ menu in WordPress
- Create a new page for the signup form. Give it a title for what you are signing up for (ie, “Pot Luck”).
- Add this shortcode to the signup page: `[signup_page list_title=”List” field_title=”Signup”]` (*item_title* and *field_title* are optional. The default values are “List” and “Signup”.)
- Create one or more child pages of the signup page. (ie, create pages called “Salad”, “Chips”, “Hot Dogs”, and “Apple Pie”. Make them children of “Pot Luck”.)
On the signup page, each of the child pages will be listed, alongside a field to *sign up* for that page.
Click here to download the zip archive.
Thomas Kinkade died last weekend. I was on vacation, so I learned of it days later. Here are some articles that I found helpful in understanding Kinkade:
I have mixed feeling about Kinkade and his work. I was first introduced to his art 20 years ago. My uncle gave me a tear-off calendar featuring his work. This was back before the internet, when it was hard to learn about people. The blurb on the calendar called him “the painter of light.” He claimed to be a Christian. Implied in that statement is this:
- his art is inspired by faith
- his motives are forthright
I really liked the art, and kept the pages as I tore them off. I kept them for years.
When Kinkade Galleries began to appear, I was rooting for the guy. I thought the galleries would mostly sell prints, so they only needed a small inventory of actual paintings. I assumed that he was an industrious Protestant who beavered away, knocking off copies of his paintings to fill those galleries. I was wrong.
What I eventually learned is that Kinkade used his purported Christianity to gain people’s trust, selling them Kinkade Gallery franchises (which mostly lost money), and paintings that were knocked off by minimum-wage art students.
So, for the last decade, I’ve written Kinkade off as yet-another-fallen-hero. I still like his art. I just can’t get behind the man, or line his pocket with any money. For me (but obviously not for his family), his death is not untimely at all. His story ended. Two or three more decades would not make it better.
Rest in peace, Thomas Kinkade. I will continue to secretly enjoy your art.