• Saturday, 07/15/23 ** 14:54 Back on Tumblr. I've seen many of these buildings - I know what they are, how to get to them, and I've seen so many - but I've let them pass me by. I've let the archive stuff get away from me.

I don't like talking or using words to explain. It's the viewer's job, the user's job, to explore, to try to understand what's going on, exactly, without any context.

More importantly, though, making 'good content' isn't about making images that look cool or get clicks or get likes or something like that. Really, I think I'm more interested in deeper experiences; experiences that evoke feelings and emotions, that allow the person on the other end to have another perspective on their life. I've seen so many photos, so much content, that is just 'cool' - that fits a particular look well, the colors and textures and patterns match, whatever. I'm very admirable of the skill that that practice takes, but it doesn't matter. I won't remember that image in a couple days from now, but I will remember work that moved me. I want to make things that will be remembered, work that makes me feel, and work that will have a lasting impact on others.

I think many of my loose relationships in Boston felt toxic in a lot of ways. A lot of people in Allston around the artist community had very particular expectations of others - of people - and what they can and cannot, should and should not do. They had very narrow definitions of what was cool and what was cringe, what should be relevant and what shouldn't be explored at all. This wasn't too different from other social environments I've found myself in; in a way I liked that there was a predefined playbook or set of rules for operating, because I knew that if I operated within those constraints I could belong - but that person was never me.