I'm a breath away from putting this channel on mute, but I just hate closing doors, so I'm going to add a little context. I have found a seemingly boundless fount of love and connection with an amazing woman whom I am spending any and all the time we can coordinate. We both have very full lives and manage to keep our other social connections well nourished. While she is very active in the Sex-Positive culture of this bay area which includes a large community of polyamorous people, I've been a serial monogamist. Now I'm looking to grow into more flexible and honest connections with people. I think I have an excellent partner to help me navigate entwined agreements and I'd love to find connections with other explorers, guides and wandering scouts. My Facebook relationship status is "In an open relationship with..." so that's a start.
If you are looking for a full time boyfriend/husband, I can only wish you the best of luck in that. Click on.
I'll tell you right now: I am awesome.
Not that that means anything when you consider the Tardigrades.
But still, while my body's water content needs to remain fairly high, I am able to adapt to pretty much anything (so far). I love adapting just for its own sake. The privilege of self awareness is leveraged to this task as much as posible, but I try to enjoy being swept along in the confused sea of foggy notions and good intentions that paves my way to...
Whoops! a little dark there, sorry.
I do have some trouble taking this "profile" on. I keep getting this nagging sensation that I am just making fodder for robots. wait...
Did Someone say ROBOTS!?
I heart robots.
I should be happy to feed them but I guess I need the embodiment of the processor to really bond with a machine. I have contributed a little to the robot/human project as a teacher and an artist but my generalist bent has kept me out of making a living from them. One of my machines sat in the Yerba Buena Center for the Arts for a few months trying to learn how to please the patrons while digesting Oakland webcam feeds. You know, that sort of thing.
Nowadays, I split my time between media based exhibit design for an SF institution of science, art and human perception and Cultivating a sustainable micro-community in and around my EastOakland-Victorian-Mansion-turned-high-density-housing-urban farm Project.
My house defines most of my agendas these days. Lots of work to do, but so much joy in it that I feel disingenuous calling it such.
I'm a sailor. That has to get in here somewhere. Like all sailors, I have a shit-ton of stories, not all of them lies. My craft at the moment is a Cal20 on the hard in my yard. As soon as the my budget seems to justify it, I'll start renting a slip again somewhere for her bob around in.
Lets just count those all twice and call it 6