Winter, Then Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter
Right. A year never starts from spring.
That ordinary spring never comes for free.
To periodically check in on my own situation, I'm transcribing, only on January 1st,
the notes I jotted down here and there over time.
1. Tendencies
1) Purposes: structuring, pattern-making, modularizing, analogy (plausibility), autonomy (independence), continuity, appropriateness
2) Goals: fixie (shirts, accessories), modular furniture, AI networks, local networks, platforms (space, revenue, organization)
3) Conditions: mobility, exercise, English, graduate school, patents, organization (finding, building)
2. Recognizing the Situation
The very act of prioritizing may be the start of the error.
Through procrastination and passive observation, I began to drift.
Chasing harmony, I came to desire stability, and eventually I forgot the beginning and the end.
Pressed by the urgent, I ended up missing the important.
Forgetting the important, my faculty of perception grew numb.
Numbed, I began to settle into the present, compromise with the situation, and get buried in it.
Ordinariness became the best.
3. Role
So I must not let go of the thread of perception.
I have to weave moment to moment so that I can recognize countless SPOTs in daily life.
I have to prepare nudges that keep me from being buried.
Even if I stop halfway,
I must not lose the plausibility between moment and moment in daily life.
Whether I earn money to pay rent, or pay rent in order to earn money — to avoid being buried in such
repetitive, consumptive, dependent, externally-driven situations,
I have to prepare my own weapons to keep my distance from them.
To do that, what I have to do from now on
is take care of my body and my brain.
4. Resolve
I want many things and at the same time few.
The reason I perceive clothing design, furniture design, interior design,
graphic design, UI design, DB design, and service design
as all ultimately one
— and the reason I'm always thirsty —
is that I have no choice but to live based on my own innate inclinations.
Recognizing inner and outer realities and the available scope within them,
and solving problems within that with minimal risk,
that's how I've ended up here, now.
It's not regret or dissatisfaction. I know the process is always accumulating something.
What matters — and what I always have to stay alert about —
is that, to reinterpret what's accumulating, to make it meaningful,
I must avoid the situation of being buried by surrounding circumstances,
unable to measure or recognize myself, and being pushed by them unwillingly.
5. Result
The daily project I ran from 2011.06.05–09 ended, as expected, in just 3 days in November 2014.
On January 2, 2015, I want to begin again.
