Three years in, and so many iterations into this journey, I’m really struck by what it means to have a longterm, evolving relationship with a project. This is a new thing for me…to have an old thing. I truly have not had a lot of stability in my life.
Suddenly I heard a crash so loud it stopped me, cold. There are certain sensations we hold in our bodies as preemptive planning. What will I do if somebody breaks in? If a tree falls on my home? Could I jump out this window? Will a neighbor answer my call?
academic friends are completely demoralized by the fact that they can no longer trust that a single assignment from any of their students isn’t written by a robot. My creative sector friends are watching as contracts get canceled because decades of expert learning and deep skill-bases get replaced by AI-driven images.
I’ve now visibilized the invisible bag of tricks as part of the show–all the skills and lessons I was picking up along the way.
I know, for me, when I go to a storytelling event and throw my name in the hat to tell a story, until I get to go, I’m not really, completely listening to anyone else. I’m just waiting, practicing my story, rearranging the bullet points inside my head.