This year is a very special year for me. Besides some professional changes I am very very very excited to participate at this years conference Reasons To Be Creative. It’s not only the fact that RTBC offers a superb program with excellent speakers. Or that one has the chance to meet some of the coolest people in the field of design, code and making.
It’s also a tremendous honor and pleasure, that my Elevator Pitch proposal has been accepted! So I will get the opportunity to be on the stage of the beautiful Brighton Dome and present in 180 seconds my topic. This is a extreme challenge, because I guess that my contents are rather not typical for the festival. So I am even more grateful that John was open for me as an “outsider”.
But the most important aspect is my feeling of coming home. Because I attended 2011 at the last Flash on the beach conference (the “precursor” of RTBC). To make it short: That was a milestone in my life. Because I saw for the first time obviously very successful people speaking about their way of failing, and what they have learned from these experiences. Therefore it was clear, that I will one day ink my skin with the last words of Samuel Beckets famous words:
Ever tried. Ever failed. No Matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.
So folks, get your butt up and buy tickets and join the ride!
Everybody is talking. Many have opinions.
Only a few listen.
While I sit here at my home desk I have in the background a perfect, living example for the phenomena of autopoiesis.
It is wonderful to witness this permanent story invention loop. Switching roles (and the voice). Multiple self dialogues. Reminds me on my childhood, when I could spend hours creating action stories. Extending and remixing the input of Star Wars, Spiderman & Co.
And meanwhile teens are beheaded because they just want to be … teens … humans. It is disgusting.
The other day we spoke at home with our 6yr old son about the number pi. Not really in a detailed way – just mentioning that this number is useful if one wants to calculate circle related issues. We explained him also, that the number sequence behind the comma is endless… eternal so to say.
During the following evening ritual suddenly he said:
Mom, Dad – I love you like the number pi.