I worry that the story of how it got there and all of the many decisions that brought it into being—who designed it, who manufactured it, who shipped it, sold it, took it home, wore it, and ultimately hung it up for perpetuity might never be told.
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When frames of reference are no longer tightly tethered to the real world, do we share as much with each other when we consume each others imagined experiences?
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Creativity takes a gutsy, tireless person to see something in the intangible spaces between us, something you can’t touch or easily characterize.
Read MoreThings that consume our energy and our attention today will be completely irrelevant in a surprisingly short time from now.
Read MoreIf you’ve decided to do something that does matter, you’ve decided to step off the platform and dare yourself not to freak out. You’re now a funambulist, and while you’re on the tightrope, there’s nothing else to do in the world but focus on the task at hand.
Read MoreI seem to be in an eternal rearguard action with my desk. It drives me crazy. But, lo and behold, I think I’ve finally figured out how this mess always happens.
Read MoreIt’s as if the extension of our media expectations recalls some unfathomable ur-media, like what the Leakeys might have encountered if Lucy had been propped up in a Flintstones editing suite somewhere in the ancient Olduvai.
Read MoreTo be successful with others we obligate ourselves to create worlds of civility an sensitivity. We obligate ourselves to tune in to others in our space, even as we desire to let our own guards down so that others can tune in to us.
Read MoreThe process of successful creation is intangible. I know there is sky above me and I know there is air all around me and I know that the air around me connects directly to the sky above me. Somewhere the two meet, but the dividing line is a fiction of language, a function of our senses being given over to words. There is no dividing line between air and sky, but we describe the expanse of blue overhead as something different than the wind moving leaves on the trees.
Read MoreAsk a historian or archaeologist if there’s value in so-called archaic, ordinary letters, and the answer is obvious. But ask someone who’s just broken up with a long time paramour and you’ll get a different answer.
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