Before Facebook was a thing, I kept a blog for close to 10 years. It saw me through the end of school, my marriage, my baby children and my second stint at university. There I had a quick conversation with a millennial (what?) who asked me: what is a blog?
I knew it was over.
I closed my blog, its archive saved in some external hard drive whose whereabouts are now unknown to me. I started using facebook to share what I was up to and to keep track of life, albeit in a way that didn’t give too much away, since the meaning of “friend” over there is pretty broad.
Yesterday, after 8 years, I deleted my account. I will miss the possibility of saying hi to people I haven’t seen in ages, and I will miss the outrage at learning that they have turned (or have always been?) anti-science, anti-vaxxers, brexiters, trumpists, etc. Oh no wait, I won’t miss that.
Probably the most useful parts of that website were the chance of tooting one’s horn when something good happened, and cheering on friends when they did so. Well, I decided I have a blog and will do the same thing here, where, if anybody is reading, is because they want to, and not because some obscure and evil algorithm decides they should.
- I’m freelancing and always looking for new projects: wayfinding, instruction manuals, user guides, books, etc.
- My Dear How to: project is what I’m most excited about lately: We won Gold and Jury Prize in the IIID Award.
- That, and out trip to Mexico next month (haven’t been there and haven’t seen my relatives in 5 years).
- I’m working on my Speak-o-bello project, in the hopes of finding a way to produce it and sell it.
- I’m running again!
- I’m still on twitter and instagram…