I'm sitting on an airplane bound to Toronto where it's apparently snowing like crazy. Oh Canada. I've switched to an earlier flight and we're on the tarmac, crowded and waiting for the go ahead; delayed another hour apparently. Tick, tick , tick...
The past few weeks have been insane, all leading up to today, tomorrow, the next seven days. Details and schedules and then more details to iron out for this trip, the collective, the magazine...so much of it culminating in the days ahead. Good things.
But life is bipolar.
For every action a reaction, joy and sadness intermingling constantly, pushing us to one edge then the other. Stupid pendulum. I woke up yesterday and like everyone else, heard David Bowie had died. I hushed the kids at the breakfast table, trying to wrap my head around the news. I have his latest album on my iPhone, three days old; was saving it for the flight to Japan.
Then later I learn our mom won't be returning to the home where she moved barely six months ago. She's in the hospital now, hurt her arm. Too much work for them apparently and they can't cope with the situation. Back to square one, again, but with added weight. I look at her and can't help feeling we're running towards darkness, the lights of our personal universes extinguished one by one until nothing's left but a vast and silent void. All beacons vanishing from view and leaving us stranded, floating on an endless ocean. Our heroes no more.
I'm sorry. This all sounds terribly depressing. Perhaps it's the purring engines affecting my mood. I'm off to Tokyo damnit. This is a bucket list moment. Rejoyce already.
So...there's a lot coming up. I invite you to watch this blog and the KAGE website in the coming days. My friend Bert Stephani and I are taking over the FujifilmXLive Instagram feed from Japan for a couple of days and we're completely stoked about it.
Let's put heroes out of our minds for now. Let's look ahead.