After a year and a half on the road, this is the most time I’ve spent in one city. My activities were less blog exciting as I explored what I would like to be when I grow up. I returned to America because although I enjoy exploring new places, I was itching to have a home again and to make some stuff instead of just consuming everyone else’s cultures.
I had studied computer animation in college and I wish I had taken more traditional animation classes while they are still available. I decided to amend that now by taking a class on something I’ve always loved, stop motion animation. I thought it was the same thing as claymation, but I quickly learned it is not as we started working with puppets at the studio that makes Robot Chicken. I had a lot of fun relearning some of the basics and a lot of character animation I did not know. It became apparent pretty quickly that everyone else there was a professional animator or at least somehow involved with an animation studio. I never really thought about how insular the animation industry is, not so different from the video games world. Although I will always love animation, I reached the same conclusion I had reached about it years ago in college. This is not a career for me. What else then?
I spend a lot of my time cooking and eating so I’ve always wondered if I should go to cooking school. Instead of paying a bunch to find out if that was something I wanted to do, I found someone I know to let me work in a kitchen.
While I still greatly enjoy cooking at home, I’m not cut out to be throwing around huge bags of flour and giant trays in the speedy environment of a production kitchen. I never really acclimated to all the allergies and restrictions of the bakery I was at either, which may explain my lack of delicious looking photos. At least now I know for sure this is also not a career for me.
I didn’t spend the whole year exploring new careers though. Even in cities I have lived in for a long time there are always new exciting events to try.
I’m very interested in participatory experiences so I was excited to see the MP3 Experiment was finally in Los Angeles when I was around. Over a hundred people word headphones and listened to the same mp3 give instructions so that we operated as a semi-coherent flash mob. At one point only one ear was used and the crowd split into various groups. The event ended with a bubble blow up as seen in the picture and cupcakes for all.
Learning weeks and month long things was very fun but also very tiring so it was helpful to do some quicker crafts as well. Luckily there are events like the Craft And Folk Art Museum’s monthly collaborative craft nights so that I can learn how to make things like pinatas. I’m pretty sure it’s also a thinly veiled open bar combined with a family event.
Being in one country or state does not mean I’m always in the same city. I split my time between my last home of San Francisco and Los Angeles, where I am from. I guess some travel habits, like not being in one place, are hard to break.
I visited several times for various reasons. Sometimes it was to catch friends before they moved or left on their own round the world travels. I also participated in the Come Out and Play festival this year which was quite fun. The actual event is blogged about over in my work blog. I just like the excuse to explore the beautiful murals of the southern Mission District. Some of the artists do not seem particularly friendly about having photos taken of their art so the best way to see it all is to go for yourself.
I did not live in San Francisco that long, although I feel like I saw a lot of things. There is always more hiding to be discovered.
While I was only in San Francisco for weeks at a time, I felt like they were much like my life there, crammed full of activity. It is a vibrant city full of so many weird things going on at once.
It feels harder to know when to stop and blog when I am not physically changing locations every few days. Hopefully this year brings more exciting things to explore and learn, and I’ll remember to blog it more often.