Time for Lanterns

 Start of walk today, then it ended in lanterns. No appetite for the potatoes as a brought back one with the swan.

It's the celebration of lanterns, making time out of zines with my manners, and it's all the family thing.

I do keep promises of keeping family first, all those streams I do are mearly sprinklings of an entertainment guy who decided to stream to get in tune with the project.

Lantern parade reflections

It certainly was an event, I must confess. My obsessiveness of a professional schedule to build my body of work had me wrapped up. I lied last time and did not come, yet family here comes first. All this streaming and social media work really is a crap shoot of a competitive attention environment compared to the memories I could have made.

Luckily, I rescheduled for the irl fun, it meant something this time.

There was a cold, sneezing as I was working on a small scene, formatted within a two-page comic format. It was a journey to make me experience time differently from this professional pursuit of my ideas.

Is this what has come of me, all this time now, with my pursuit. We didn't have the pursuit back in the Stone Age, since industrialization we've been pushed, continuously, to create and compete.

These moments are where we contemplate time all forevermore.

This is the lantern i carried, premade.

There was a walk on a football field and rive behind the pubs, with plenty of old projects behind the trees.

Buttered potatoes, three in a small cartoon. Bringing this  event to a close.

 

Wireframes from to willow, strand by strand.

Lantern_Doodle

 Some images from the upcoming workshop, the wireframe workshop that's willow-sculpture for the lantern parade. September for the period that'd be made anew with the dreams of other to be made with others.

It is most likely that I'll go, for a break from all this work that's pulling me through. The commercial drag of all of this, the allure of twitter or "X" as it's now called. How it's getting bogged down with change after change of new tacks. New tacks that it can do without.

As one bunkers down within this land of increasing segregation of our attention, It's cognitively overwhelming, jumping to this social media platform, to that.

Why do I feel the commercial push to add commerce to my ideas in order to get attention? Family moments like this mean that there other things to a career, and to those who define it on the web.

Strands of willow to make the connections once again. Beware of chasing the cool kids.