This book, by its very title, promises "A Touch of Code," referencing the idea of smaller art-world projects, projects that very sparingly or carefully incorporate generative and procedural aspects within their real-world execution. The image gracing the front cover also promises as much, as it displays some sort of cockeyed interactive sculpture, a shaky stationary bicycle connected to all manner of lines and pulleys and coloring sticks--certainly the work of a graduate student or ambitious undergraduate.
And yet the very first project showcased within the book didn't require a "touch" of code, but a whole garbage truck or two of code, as it is a section of the 2008 Olympic Games opening ceremony! This ain't something your standard art or design student will find useful, unless they by some miracle find themselves at the head of a national committee for an international project and are in a panic for ideas. Even that improbable person won't find this guide very useful, as there's only so much you can communicate about an entire themed segment of the Olympic opening ceremonies with what - three pictures?
Later on, there are entries detailing smaller projects, some by graduate students at leading colleges, and those seem mildly useful. However, a lot of page space is taken up by these huge, unapproachable installations that aren't very adequately explained, and many of them sport the sort of cyber-future TRON gloss that is so antithetical to the idea expressed by the book's bricolage-themed title, cover, and promotion.
Not only that, but the curator of "A Touch of Code" apparently never learned how to use commas, or what a clause is, or maybe just didn't care very much about the written portions of this text, which are, in my humble opinion, critical. The result is a series of essays and captions that are maddeningly illiterate, exhibiting all the deftness and adroitness of a freshman in a remedial writing course. Additionally, the word spacing seems to be poorly managed, with the worst offender being the strange excess of space after every instance of the word "of," which gets irritating surprisingly quickly.
This is a disingenuous and poorly made book. Skip it.
EDIT: On further review, it turns out that English might not have been the production team's first language, which is totally fine. Forgoing the space in the budget for a decent editor, however, is still not fine.