It’s been a wild year. A year ago I was sitting around, trying to finish a sculpture for Burning Man, considering my impending fatherhood, and generally thinking ‘what the fuck is happening to my life?’ My friend Mike texted me a few weeks into my being laid off from a boring, but low demand, job. He asked me to send him a resume for the startup he had landed at. I didn’t think much of it but figured I could drag myself out of bed and figure out how to summarize the prior couple of years into a few sentences.
Since then I’ve been chasing the dotcom prize of long hours, high pay, tidbit options, and delusions of glory. Mix that in with having a baby and one might wonder about my sanity. That would be a well placed concern. It’s holding on and somehow I’ve learned when to call it quits and move on.
In August I realized that I’d lost contact with something important within myself. During my annual migration to the Black Rock Desert I found out that it hurt me far more than I realized it would to show up without an installation.
In earlier parts of my life I’d have blamed someone else but at this point there’s no one to blame but myself. Now, I’m back in front of my computer and trying to expand the realm of realizing how much I don’t actually know. I have no idea how long I can pull this off but I may as well get to it.
Here’s to an unknown future.