JOURNALS

Monday rolls around and here I am, diving headfirst into the world of LEDs and their myriad of colours, accompanied by what feels like an endless abyss of hardware and software complexities. Who knew the day would start with me, a supposed contemporary print artist, wrestling with the technological beast that is pixel ribbon LED lights? It's been quite the brain teaser—like trying to solve a Rubik’s cube that also requires soldering, which I'm not entirely sure how to feel about yet.

Then, amidst the quest for electronic enlightenment, I embarked on a mini odyssey to acquire a plug, only to return empty-handed. Picture this: a grown man, wandering aimlessly in search of a simple plug, only to be thwarted by the realities of retail. It’s enough to make you chuckle, or at least it does me.

By the afternoon, I'd pivoted to scriptwriting, a realm where I feel significantly more at ease, despite the mental gymnastics it sometimes requires. Miraculously, the words began to flow, and it felt like breaking through a dam; ideas that had been backed up for weeks suddenly found their way onto the page. There’s something almost magical about those moments of clarity, isn't there? Amid the tumult of artistic and technical pursuits, finding that groove in scriptwriting was the silver lining on my cloud of day-to-day tasks.

In what felt like a moment of sheer defiance against the day's earlier frustrations, I then turned my attention to a segment of the Preseed project which doubles as a zine page. It's one of those tasks that feels like putting together a puzzle—part methodical, part creative, and entirely engaging. As I got about two-thirds of the way through, the complexity ramped up, serving as a gentle reminder of the fine line between creative freedom and the constraints of reality.

Reflecting on the day's journey, from the high hopes of LED experiments to the grounded reality of script and zine projects, it’s a curious blend of triumphs and tribulations. The synergy between technology and art never ceases to amuse me; it's a dance of possibilities, frustrations, and eventual breakthroughs. Despite the setbacks with the LEDs and the elusive plug, there’s something about the challenge that’s undeniably compelling.

This dance of mine between art and code, hardware and paper, lights and ink, it’s a fascinating narrative on its own. And as the day wanes, I’m left with a mix of fatigue and fulfilment, a testament to the rollercoaster that is integrating creativity with technology. As I find solace in the 22 Celsius warmth of the studio, I can’t help but look forward to what the rest of the week holds. Ah, the life of a contemporary print artist slash code-wrangler—it’s never dull, that’s for sure.