12 July 2011

‘A Day Made of Glass’ - An impending glance into our glassy, glossy futures.

This video was compiled by leading engineers heading the touch screen revolution that has swept and supplemented our daily activities on a mythic scale. But are our consumer expectations eclipsing our imaginations? Think back to a time within spitting distance, where the first line of iPods sashayed down the runway of the trading world; people could barely contain their composure. It was a big deal. And we were genuinely bewildered and satisfied. I think it was one of those grey milestone areas that we as humans try continuously to emulate because when we move forward we like to know that everybody else is moving too. Also, it’s great to get a pat on the back when you’ve done something super kawaii or super cool. These moments in history are slowly facing total annihilation because it’s just so damn hard to achieve anymore. It’s no hidden secret that while industrially and opportunistically there are obvious cat calls for talent, yes. There are platforms and back-doors to success that we have never been exposed to in the past because of the transmogrification of the world wide web. Yes. But so often people tend to forget that with gaping opportunities come fitting beneficiaries and that it’s suddenly a much more intricate and obtusely penetrable market place. Now your desired field - the one full of plentiful resources and higher, coveted express interest and net worth than ever before - the same field that only 10-20 years earlier was a specialty niche, is all of a sudden a vocational paradox. Is it possible that there’s too much opportunity? Too much freedom? Perhaps. But most likely (and in the opinion of this concerned conceptualist, fretting for his online future) the question and the answer is actually very simple: Q: What do we do now? A: Anything, everything, nothing. Whether you’re a software developer, designer, constructionist, scientist, butcher, baker or even one of those Lush candle stick maker’s, then you are hereby decreed to bring your A-game at all times. That’s ‘Anything, Everything, Nothing’ bitches and don’t you forget it. Because it’s 2011 and we’ve got global warming on our backs; humanitarianism breathing worldwide unity and equal rights down our necks; miracles in medical science coming at us one way, and newer, stronger, faster advances in every other pocket embedded in the fabric of our existence. The future is ours. So whether you’re Joe Blow from apartment 23 who likes working in his hydroelectric power plant and taking his offspring to a lil’ league match on weekends. If that’s your angle then rock it, so long as it makes you happy. If you’re Billy Zane and you’re sick to fucking death of pretending you want to be a movie star and having a rape face then you should feel not only entitled but bloody well empowered to change your path and hit up some collagen fillers. So long as you’re burning with passion for something. Or if you’re Muhammad Barachowitz from downtown Queens and you have your sights set on interracial, intercultural diplomacy but fear your chances because of who you are and where you’re from. Or just plain scared to take that blind leap on account that there has been no precedent outlined in the past. Just do it. If there’s an untapped market or advantage to be taken, then take it for the betterment of humanity and in vein of our prosperous destination. I know that artistically, there’s quite a lot of deterioration in the hope for creating something new for the sake of expressive evolution. As in there’s a bit of a slum in the production because it’s becoming so much harder to feel evoked or moved by anything because we’ve seen everything. Or we think we have at least. That’s the problem; the question and the answer. We just need to continue on and keep on living. Whether you choose to seek and change or just to enjoy and experience, we’re living in catered times. Our forefathers and the generations before us - our families - have fought ridiculously to bring us these liberties and to propagate a model of an easier, leveled civilization; a world with opened communication and ground-breaking technologies. We’ve been handed the instruction manuals to benefit ourselves and to turn the model into the real McCoy. We’re activated, educated and granted accessibility to medical longevity. We’re more advised and in control of ourselves and the outcome of tomorrow (as well as the physiology of our planet) than ever before. So It makes perfect sense that we’re lost in our freedom.