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LAST 10 MINUTES

Monthly Archives: October 2012

Out of control

My friend Jon Fisher sent this picture of the house in Maplewood earlier today.    Although there are pieces of us still there, they are mostly memories, not our physical lives.   The house survived the winds – less can be said about the tree across the road and the power line which lies dangerously crippled from the fierce wind howling.

I am in Boulder.   It is strange watching reports of life’s most intense chapters from afar.   Watching the buildup on a computer screen and reading friend’s posts online.  Watching the control you think you have over your security becoming swirling colors on a map and warnings delivered from strangers.   Watching on a beautiful day the prognosis becoming so bleak.   Watching homes saddle up to become bunkers.  Seeing the work that takes us away from our families everyday with such urgency suddenly close up shop, bringing my neighbors and friends together with the wind and the silence.

We take turns sending notes of comfort from afar.   This time I was not there.  Only watching people on an embarrassingly bad weather.com set warning about impending doom, then trying to prove how right they were ( and they were too right this time).  Listening to reports on the radio and trying to imagine what couldn’t be described.  Studying pictures that didn’t begin to tell me what I was desperate for.  Yet it was all so upsetting.   Through the night I listened to the wind from the Jersey shore whip in my ears from the radio streaming on my phone.  In the morning I rushed to see the pictures and imagine everything.

We are living days that are extraordinary -  yet they remind me of how much they are like every other day.  Where there are millions of stories of us living lives that are precious and remarkable and inspired.   Lives that that tell our collective story in minutes to a friend sitting next to us on the train, to the person we get coffee from everyday, to our children.   My work is about trying to show what makes us all so special. Watching how people have coped through this crisis, even from afar  – gives me so much hope.

My heart breaks for all the destruction and pain – yet, especially in New York, I see all the love that seeps out of the cities wounds, in the quiet with no power and a crippled infrastructure, allowing us, even for a moment to appreciate how much we have.

Months of obsession with the campaign was killing me.   It was soulless and mean.   Then it all got pushed aside by the wrath of nature and power of human resilience.

My son Jackson was 5 yesterday.  As we were driving up the mountain to celebrate at lunch, he called his friend Theo in Maplewood.  There was no answer.  He left a voicemail.

“Theo, I hope you are okay in the storm.  I hope it will be over soon and nothing got broken.  Love,  Jackson.”

10.30.12 Posted in Everything Is Connected, Personal Work, Something I Heard, Something I Saw

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On a Friday

There were 8″ of snow in the backyard this morning.  Drove to Denver to meet my neighbors at the ad agencies.   You should see how great the new work is served up on this new app Subalehka and Jonah built from scratch for the videos.   Built for live presentations only.   That way I can show the secrets that can’t be put up on the website.  Releasing three new videos next week on our site.  Found my old Obama hat from ’08 that I wore religiously.  Dusted it off.  Sporting it now.   This campaign is going to kill all of us.   It is all too important to feel like you are in the stands at a freezing football game while everyone sits around waiting for the tv commercials to end and the action to begin.

On the drive this morning as the sun broke out over the snow, I heard this on Morning Edition about short attention spans in kids:

A lot of energy and effort go into discussing the ways content will be delivered in the future — WiFi on a plane or a proposal by German researchers to deliver morning news and weather to your shaving mirror. Jessica Helfand says it’s hard to speculate about what that content will look like.”

“The unfortunate thing, I think, is that so much then gets expended on thinking about the box or the screen,” she says, “instead of the content, and the ideas and the innovation that we bring to it, creatively and intellectually.”

You can hear the clip here20121026_me_03

Meanwhile back in the bubble….Jackson’s fifth birthday party is Sunday – organizing a Bread & Puppet style parade with Stephie through Beach Park.   Listening to a very rare JD Vernon (of Bon Iver) album this fall day that feels like a winter paradise from here.

J.D. Vernon – Feels Like Home

10.26.12 Posted in Everything Is Connected, Something I Heard

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Mac Miller on MTV – How I Made It – Part 1

This is just totally classic. Saw it on a plane being diverted home on Sat. Love the whole shout out to Pittsburgh growing up.

10.21.12 Posted in Something I Saw

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The xx in Boulder tonight

Love this band.  Musicians played alot in the dark – floating deep in the sea of an incredible light show.

10.18.12 Posted in Photos, Something I Heard, Something I Saw, Something I Took

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Certifiable

Someone I am closely related to said today that I am not crazy enough to be “certifiably crazy.”

Then Maggie said that normal is boring.

That leaves me here.

10.17.12 Posted in Everything Is Connected, Photos, Something I Heard

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