2018 - Retrospective
This is what I posted on Facebook:
This has been a strange year. It's been a year of a lot of professional growth, but also a year filled with a lot of creative struggles. It has been a year of returning to a lot of struggles with managing my energy and endeavors, and questioning how I support and am supported by others.
It's been a year filled with re-learning how to communicate, and then having been hit with setbacks and trials. It's been a few months of staring in a mirror and trying to figure out what's staring back at me.
It's a year of, for once being healthy enough to feel like I'm back to where I was before I got sick.
This has also been a year of finding better ways to exercise my voice, on both my behalf and those less privileged than me, in various capacities.
I don't know what my next year looks like, but I don't know that I've ever known, going into New Year's Eve. For over a decade, life continues to be a wild adventure, I don't know what's around the bend and I accept that my role is to be prepared for it.
Let's go adventuring. 2019, you're on.
The rest of this post is about what I'm writing here. And only here.
Showing posts with label Year End. Show all posts
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Monday, December 31, 2018
Wednesday, December 31, 2014
Wrap Up - 2014
Wrap Up - 2014
2014. You were not all you could have been. You were a year that was filled with struggles. A year where for three months, we had our noses to the grindstone, where we worked 16-18 hours a day. Where we created, and we were uncertain, where we worried and worked and struggled. 2014. Graduated another program, made a bunch of artistic works. Floundered.
Got sick. Really sick. Saw the insides of more hospitals than I wanted to. For myself and for those around me. A depressing reminder of our own mortality. Of new problems, of old aches. Of needles, and taking blood, of medication and forms and talking to experts. Of broken bones and drifting through the darkness. Of taking time off.
I hate taking time off 2014. But I took two months off. Two months away from art, away from work. Two months spent reading, and thinking, and contemplating the mysteries of the universe.
Got back to it. Made a game, and another, and another. Made things that were important to me. Close to my own heart, for no one else. Things I'd never release, but demanded outlet.
Got hired, worked for a while on games. Met people, started again.
It was a year for dungeons and dragons. Got a commendation from Wizards as a Dungeon Master. Got recognized by other dungeon masters, other gamers, other players. My work was put on the spotlight, new designs, new ideas and bridging interesting gaps.
It was a year for getting back into Magic. Throwing cards down, building decks and finally organizing myself. For getting my competitive edge back, and learning new formats, interesting formats, and new friends to play with and against.
It was a year of finding time for online friends. Reconnecting, tweeting, engaging. A year of letting go of the people who don't care, and finding communities who do.
You were a year of hardships for everyone. A year of darkness. A year that was filled with people dying, of sadness, of going quietly in the night. You were a year of ugliness. A year where a bleak parts of humans became unveiled. Where communities we are close with showed an ugly side. You were a year of misogyny, and hate, and viscera. You should not be proud of that as your legacy. The legacy of having divided communities where we worked hard to be inclusive, to be better, to be futurists and to be welcoming. But now we are working hard to cut away the bad parts you have revealed.
You were a year where 114 children were gunned down at a school.
That's not a good thing.
But there were bright points as well. However few and far between. A year where I reconnected with people, and close friends. A year of messages, and skype, and late night chats. Of hugs. Of holding hands into the night. Of sitting close and laughing, telling jokes and sharing laughter. They are bright moments that we remember, cast against the darkness that we might see luminescence.
Courage. It was a year of finding courage.
2014. We are glad to be saying good night to you tonight. You were not a great year. You will hopefully be remembered as being relatively unremarkable, but we shall recall the truth. You were a dark time. And we hope that in bidding you and your darkness goodbye, that the future might be a better one.
2015. There's a different world out there. We're still sorting it out. There's a lot of crazy things happening, where we're all still coming into ourselves because we don't know a lot of things. But we're figuring it out.
2015. I for one am ready. I'm getting back to work. I took some time off last year, and it became clear that the rest of the world wasn't interested in waiting. So it's time to lace up these boots and get on with it. There's a lot to be done, and no sense giving it to anyone else to do. Let's get on with it and fix the world.
It needs fixing. In case you didn't notice.
2014. You were not all you could have been. You were a year that was filled with struggles. A year where for three months, we had our noses to the grindstone, where we worked 16-18 hours a day. Where we created, and we were uncertain, where we worried and worked and struggled. 2014. Graduated another program, made a bunch of artistic works. Floundered.
Got sick. Really sick. Saw the insides of more hospitals than I wanted to. For myself and for those around me. A depressing reminder of our own mortality. Of new problems, of old aches. Of needles, and taking blood, of medication and forms and talking to experts. Of broken bones and drifting through the darkness. Of taking time off.
I hate taking time off 2014. But I took two months off. Two months away from art, away from work. Two months spent reading, and thinking, and contemplating the mysteries of the universe.
Got back to it. Made a game, and another, and another. Made things that were important to me. Close to my own heart, for no one else. Things I'd never release, but demanded outlet.
Got hired, worked for a while on games. Met people, started again.
It was a year for dungeons and dragons. Got a commendation from Wizards as a Dungeon Master. Got recognized by other dungeon masters, other gamers, other players. My work was put on the spotlight, new designs, new ideas and bridging interesting gaps.
It was a year for getting back into Magic. Throwing cards down, building decks and finally organizing myself. For getting my competitive edge back, and learning new formats, interesting formats, and new friends to play with and against.
It was a year of finding time for online friends. Reconnecting, tweeting, engaging. A year of letting go of the people who don't care, and finding communities who do.
You were a year of hardships for everyone. A year of darkness. A year that was filled with people dying, of sadness, of going quietly in the night. You were a year of ugliness. A year where a bleak parts of humans became unveiled. Where communities we are close with showed an ugly side. You were a year of misogyny, and hate, and viscera. You should not be proud of that as your legacy. The legacy of having divided communities where we worked hard to be inclusive, to be better, to be futurists and to be welcoming. But now we are working hard to cut away the bad parts you have revealed.
You were a year where 114 children were gunned down at a school.
That's not a good thing.
But there were bright points as well. However few and far between. A year where I reconnected with people, and close friends. A year of messages, and skype, and late night chats. Of hugs. Of holding hands into the night. Of sitting close and laughing, telling jokes and sharing laughter. They are bright moments that we remember, cast against the darkness that we might see luminescence.
Courage. It was a year of finding courage.
2014. We are glad to be saying good night to you tonight. You were not a great year. You will hopefully be remembered as being relatively unremarkable, but we shall recall the truth. You were a dark time. And we hope that in bidding you and your darkness goodbye, that the future might be a better one.
2015. There's a different world out there. We're still sorting it out. There's a lot of crazy things happening, where we're all still coming into ourselves because we don't know a lot of things. But we're figuring it out.
2015. I for one am ready. I'm getting back to work. I took some time off last year, and it became clear that the rest of the world wasn't interested in waiting. So it's time to lace up these boots and get on with it. There's a lot to be done, and no sense giving it to anyone else to do. Let's get on with it and fix the world.
It needs fixing. In case you didn't notice.
Tuesday, December 31, 2013
Wrap up - 2013
Wrap up - 2013
2013, a year of travel, of friends, art and hard work. A lot more sunrises and sunsets then I usually see. A lot more drawing, a lot more coding. A lot of moments, a tremendous amount of fun. A bit of sadness, a lot of truth. Some difficulty, some hardship, and a lot of change.
It was a year of seeing more of the world, of shaking hands, of meeting people. Of adding friends, saying hello, sharing jokes, and laughs, and beers under a cerulean sky. It was a year of selfies with my peeps, of late night laughs with Kristi, Cole, Keith, Ben, Tessa, Eric and Amber. It was a year of sampling bagels in another place. It was a year of eating on the pier as seagulls wandered over to have a chat. It was a year of standing arms open and waiting.
2013, a year of travel, of friends, art and hard work. A lot more sunrises and sunsets then I usually see. A lot more drawing, a lot more coding. A lot of moments, a tremendous amount of fun. A bit of sadness, a lot of truth. Some difficulty, some hardship, and a lot of change.
It was a year of seeing more of the world, of shaking hands, of meeting people. Of adding friends, saying hello, sharing jokes, and laughs, and beers under a cerulean sky. It was a year of selfies with my peeps, of late night laughs with Kristi, Cole, Keith, Ben, Tessa, Eric and Amber. It was a year of sampling bagels in another place. It was a year of eating on the pier as seagulls wandered over to have a chat. It was a year of standing arms open and waiting.
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