Onward.

I’ve put off creating a meaningful place for real world content for far too long.

I’ve had a blog I’ve often neglected for quite some time, setting it up back when it was called Blogger. It’s been a confused space, drifting back-and-forth between being a place for me to kvetch about my goings on…and my running exploits. The spring of 2011 solidified it as a place for running and ReRun shall stay such.

(Third paragraph that will start with I. Hate that, too self-centered. This is a means of avoiding such, at least visually within the composition.) I created (and have recently redesigned *knuckles to shoulder, rub back-and-forth*) my online portfolio a few years back and I realized I wanted a considerable amount of the site to remain static. So, where does everything else go?

Everything will go here. I want this to be a space for creative material/process/inspiration/working out issues/etc. And ironically, it was recently reignited/inspired by the post that wasnt/never will be in full splendor, but here is a component of it, all the same.

This was the Christmas tree I put up for our recently concluded holiday season.

I say was as my feline duo recently discovered the joy of running at a wall and snatching paper ribbon held in place by sticky tack. It’s to my advantage they they both are lazy and fat, having only taken down the majority of the bottom of my creation.

I’m not upset with them in the slightest. I AM upset at this one <points at self>, seeing as I documented the entire process visually on my phone as I put it up. A phone that (of COURSE) froze and shut down, requiring a very nice young chap at the Apple store to restore my 3G, meaning all my photos were lost. Curses! Lesson learned, back up your phone more frequently.

So here, on the fourth on January, is something made back in early December. Spiffy, eh?

I loved coming up with it while wandering through a craft store and really wanted to show it off, showing off my thought process and the ideation that took place in MY head. Isn’t that what being a creator, in any medium, is about?

That question is going to come up a lot, me thinks. But for now, I press forward…whilst sitting and letting my cats do the dirty work of taking the tree down for me.