Child of the Bay Area working poor, grew up in a low-income predominantly POC neighborhood, read some books, witnessed and instigated some troubles, wandered out and saw a good chunk of the world, came home to build and create, learned alot, still searching for something, finding value in unexpected places.
I'm fascinated with decentralized cultures and social fragmentation. Our historical moment presents individuals with more mobility and information than ever before, and I try to act in the spirit of the times. Think systemic, live local.
Nihilism, anarchism, mutualism, immediatism, existentialism, rhizome, rationalism, humanism, hedonism, nomadism...
These frameworks delineate and inform my worldview, but I refuse to let them make me an unpleasant person. The world already has enough arrogance and negativity; being kind is it's own reward, and laughter makes (almost) everything better.
So these days I do part-time research for a database company, and spend my ample free-time tinkering, sketching, and trying to figure out where to go from here. Reinventing yourself 10 years into adulthood is both daunting and exciting, but I think this is part of growing up, or some such cliche.
Studied political science in my early 20s, but my anticapitalist inclinations didn't go over well with most of the faculty, and the quasi-corporate culture was driving me insane. Me and hierarchical organizations don't really get along.
Recently have developed an undeniable curiosity in the technical infrastructure of the Internet, and somehow seem to be amassing a haphazard network of boxes in my room. Surprisingly, after years of walled-garden ignorance, the expansive horizons of Linux and TCP/IP seem quietly liberating.
Previously my general policy was to work hard, party very hard, and seek out new people constantly. These days I've eased up on all three, favoring quality over quantity, minimizing my worries and expectations. So far the results are positive.
My grandmother (who raised me) treated everybody with an exceptional generosity of respect, dignity and empathy- I hope to emulate the high standard of human decency she embodied.
Listening more than speaking
- Cooking usually means a big pot of vegetable soup or bean stew. Lots of rice, sardines and collard greens. Peasant food, healthy and cheap.
- Glitchy downtempo electronica, alt hip-hop, Old World chant, and classical piano are my working music. Mornings start with old-timey blues. Soft spots for punk, metal, Putumayo compilations, and Northern Cali rap as reminders of people and places and things now past.
+ Coffee, as a hopeless caffeine addict
+ Afternoon naps
+ Solid American-made boots
+ Notebooks, sketchbooks, and my preferred pens
+ Engaging reading material
How to best merge glitch and figurative art
Whatever I'm building next
Contemporary interrogations of race and gender
How could I reach out to more queer folks
How wonderful trees are
How vibrant graffiti is
Where the hell I left my phone...
These days - Probably reading or sketching. Though I still love a good show, just without the getting smashed part...
You prefer Oakland over the City
You make stuff
You're progressive, creative, or unusual
You sympathize with anarchist thinking
You can help me learn OpenStack
You consider TV a mind-numbing and life-stealing opiate
You'll laugh with me at the absurdity of it all
I can always use more friends with artistic, Leftist or technical inclinations.