The past few months have been hectic.
I lost my apartment in late April and then was hopping between hotels for about a month and a half until the school year ended and I relocated to Nansha, in southern Guangzhou… closer to Shenzhen, Macau, and Hong Kong. So now, manufacture, roulette wheels, and dim sum are closer than ever. And I have some proper space and quiet to work, rest, and adjust the derailleurs on my mountain bikes… as well as design.
In these past months I’ve spent many a late night up working on three independent bag-related designs for manufacture. Now that my summer break has begun, I have more free time which actually means more work! But I’m not complaining. I really love it and I know I will look back at this period in the future with some special kind of fondness.
I will launch my first Kickstarter campaign within one or two weeks. I’m pretty excited about finally putting this first little product out there to a wider audience after so many months of work and secrecy. I think I’ve had every emotion in the range between elated self-confidence and crushing self-doubt in the process.
There was at least one thing Teddy Roosevelt got right when he said:
It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.
As a bit of a teaser, here are three related images that together describe the form of and purpose for the product. See if you can guess what it might be!
Well, my year without violence is not the big news I thought it might be. Life got bigger instead.
I was planning on giving an update on MYWV within a week of committing to it– instead I got caught up in some inspiring design projects that might go better under the title “This Year of Passion”, so here’s my preface.
I penned this series in my lap circa 2008, between the end of my graduate school studies in acting and a move to New York City.
During that interim period I was working part-time installing security systems w/ a French-Jewish friend of my father who provided some great source material for the earlier part of the series: Adventures of Security Installation.
A Papermate felt-tipped pen and an old sketchpad filled the time driving between jobs. All true. For the most part.