(This is She Hacks Part 3: Overall. You can also read She Hacks, Part 1: Friday and She Hacks, Part 2: Saturday.)
There were 11 teams and 11 impressive products. Obviously I’m not judging the same way that the judges would, but I’d like to talk about the products anyway – so many of them are great ideas – and then I’ll summarise what I’ve learned, and my thoughts overall.
(This is She Hacks Part 2: Saturday. You can also read She Hacks, Part 1: Friday, and She Hacks, Part 3: Overall.)
7:30am – Woke up from dreams about the product… of course!
So! My first ever hackathon – and Australia’s first all-female hackathon. Here’s how it went. (This is She Hacks Part 1: Friday, and is followed by She Hacks Part 2: Saturday, and She Hacks Part 3: Overall.)
6:00pm – Arrived at Inspire9, which is a great venue. Big, light, airy warehouse coworking space in Richmond. We made our own name badges. I knew a few girls there… Judith Gammie, Jackie Antig, Sally Pryor, Liz Blink, and Amanda Watts. In retrospect, I am so proud and think it’s so great that all these girls signed up for She Hacks. It was something unknown and many people were feeling pretty nervous about it. I loved being in a space with all these females who wanted to make something!
Can’t talk – I’m at my first ever hackathon, She Hacks!
We started at 6:00pm on Friday, got into teams, came up with our idea around 8:00pm, and then spent 4 hours working on the product (a web application) and the presentation for our pitch tomorrow.
It’s past 1:00am… we’re back into the fray at 9:00am and our pitches/presentations in front of the judges are at 4:00pm. Yikes. Here are the projects so far!
ISO 1600, 55mm, f/32, 1 sec (I like the light stars!)
I’m halfway through a CAE digital photography course. I had no idea what to expect – I hate it when courses/classes/anything-to-do-with-learning are really basic, so I was only hoping that it wouldn’t be so basic that I wished I hadn’t spent any dollars on it. Hey, voilà! I have no regrets; I’m learning lots.
The other night, I was talking to my mum. I can’t remember what we were talking about, but at one point, she said something like, “Yeah, that’s like young girls putting themselves at risk by getting drunk.”
“No,” I said. “No.”
“Yeah…” she looked at me, confused.
“No, don’t say that. That’s not right.”
“Yeah… girls going out, getting drunk… they’re putting themselves at risk.”