Back to the grindstone

23 01 2012

In going where you have to go, and doing what you have to do, and seeing what you have to see, you dull and blunt the instrument you write with. But I would rather have it bent and dulled and know I had to put it on the grindstone again and hammer it into shape and put a whetstone to it, and know that I had something to write about, than to have it bright and shining and nothing to say, or smooth and well oiled in the closet, but unused. E. Hemmingway

I’ve come back to this quote time and time again. Usually after an extended hiatus from writing. This time is no different. Since my last post, I’ve moved back to Canada and have endured seeing sickness and death in my friends and family and have celebrated the recent family addition of my first daughter. Emmanuelle came to us like an angel on September 19, 2011 and as I write this entry with one arm I hold her sleeping in the other.

Becoming a parent has made me more efficient with my time and eager for these moments when I can do some writing and reflection. Kids force you to live in the present moment, which is the gift they give their parents. For that, I have become clearer in my writing and more fervent about my research.

Also since the last post, I managed to have another exhibit at Propeller Gallery (Toronto) and get my research paper, Digital Art in the Third World Context, published by CHArt.

Thanks to the brilliance of the recently deceased Steve Jobs and the ubiquity and ease of use of his iPhone, I am writing this post via my iPhone using a neat little WordPress App.

There is a lot more I will write about regarding the proprietary Mac App World, the more open Android App World and the counter culture of jailbreaking but I am happy for now that I at least got a few words down today.

My wife, a novelist, has taught me that words come to the page in small consistent and planned spurts. If I can write a page a day I will have my thesis by next year. Simple math 😉