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In his prime

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Libo is pretty much in his prime right now.

I got Libo as a puppy in the spring of 2009. At the time, I was single and living (and working) alone in Eastern Long Island. I was self employed building custom bicycle frames, and was working *hard* - and making little progress to speak of. I was pretty self conscious of my reasons for getting a dog: I was exhausted, and needed a distraction, and wanted to have someone around who would look up to me. 

I vastly underestimated the amount of concentration that owning a dog takes, and the experience was often more frustrating than I expected. It's funny to say it now, but I just assumed that communicating with a dog was going to be straightforward, and that our interests would generally be well aligned. But the truth is that Libo (like any person) has desires of his own, and it was only after striking out a *lot* that I learned how to identify & exploit the overlap between what we each wanted.

As we've both gotten older - it's really only over the past year or so - the corners of our relationship have softened a lot. I think we accept each other for who we are, and realize that a little generosity goes a long way. Which is to say that we've both grown up, and are beginning to display a little bit of maturity in our relationships.

But he still surprises me all the time. Libo is the most enthusiastic person in my life, and is more consistent and predictable than anyone I know. And while his ability to moderate himself often leaves something to be desired, I truly admire how outwardly natural he is with his emotions, and I continue to really enjoy and look forward to being his friend.

All of which is a bit weird to say, but there you go.


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Yesterday, or something.

Dog is generally a lot of fun in the snow :)

I guess I'm naive, but I hadn't thought that the road salt would be as much of a hindrance as it has been the past few weeks. It only takes a block or two and I notice him limping around - something I rarely saw when we lived in the country. I even went so far as to buy him some booties, which has no joke increased the number of girls smiling at us/him by 5000%.

Two types of Uncertainty

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What I think about when I'm working alone.

I sweated my life out here, 2006-2007; in 2012, my best advocate appreciates my work.

In my career, I have experienced two primary types of uncertainty. They are characteristically different in nature, and produce correspondingly distinct effects on my mood and outlook. They are uncertainty that what I'm working on will be significant, and uncertainty that what I'm working on will be noticed at all

I am, like anyone else, motivated by self interest. I hope for some degree of public buy-in on the things that I work on and care about. I want people, and the market, to like me, and to think that the work I produce is worth paying for. And while I can be brash in certain circumstances, I remain deeply uncertain about the degree to which the market will value what I do.

But worse than that is the uncertainty of whether anyone will notice. I've spent much of my career working alone, and I accept that one needs to appreciate his own experiences outside of the possibility that anyone else cares about them. But that prospect remains a challenge to me. The idea that I will have struggled to complete things that nobody will see, that I will have felt deeply about things that nobody will be aware of, that I will have had experiences that I'll never be able to share with anyone else... it's a haunting sensation.

At the same time, there are things that are difficult to share - not because the act of sharing them is uncomfortable, but because they're not particularly relevant to anyone but myself. I write about as much of my life as I can here, but it's unclear how I would share a moment that transpired years ago and remains with me - but which, in itself, doesn't amount to much. 

So, what to do? About a year ago, I brought my German Shepherd, Libo, on a weeklong trip to Northern California, where I lived 2001-2007. I got Libo later, after I had moved back to the East Coast, and going there with him was powerful in ways I hadn't anticipated. There was no way to communicate to him how lonely I was for much of my time there, and how significant it was to me that I was now able to share something about that time of my life with him. It was deeply gratifying, though the logic doesn't really add up. He had no idea where we were, and my emotional state was (I'm sure) as opaque to him then as it usually is.

Writing here is much the same. I throw bits of myself into the ether, but rarely do I hear anything back. If somebody is reading this now then I'm certainly unaware of it, and although I wish constantly for feedback, I accept that I won't always get it. It's only lonely if you call it that, but sometimes it's hard to know what else to call it.

No happy ending here. Aaaand... back to work! 




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Lefferts Gardens. 




Nassau County.






Double braid eye splice.  Whipped.

La Parm.

Prospect Park, leg cramps.

Bed Stuy.

Empire Pizza II.


Apres II.  

Workflow?  I don't know.  I got a Leap, that's a thing.  The flashlight is something from twitter about a $3 thing being shipped from China for free with Prime.  


There's a motorcycle in the surface appearance in my model. 

Renewal, or something.

Best Health.

I will never go here again.

I kind of love this.  I only set it up this way recently.  It means an additional interaction for anything I ever want to do, but it's graphically cool and somewhat useful. 

Cool/scale.  Model credit, GrabCAD.

The little joys of working at home.

Fort Greene.  

I hate myself a little bit for posting this. 

I really wanted him to kneel on the chair and kick himself along.

Neighborhood spot.  3 Luigis.


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good workday today with zach.  lotta progress, lotta dogs.  my surface creation skills are pushing up.   progress below, shown chronologically.  

what my shit looked like last night.

sometimes, dogs just follow the team around.

sometimes, dogs just hang out.

sometimes, dogs are like "what's up??!??!!"

fucked with the ring a bunch, and added the battery, but a bunch of the work happened on the "ball" logo, which has been a real challenge to nail down.  it still isn't perfect, and i needed to mess with the shape of the jar to get the logo where it is now, but i did get rid of a bunch of the workarounds that i implemented yesterday, and the overall model is pretty damn good.

...aaaand, zach's got the start of a layout going.  pretty cool.


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libo and i are currently the epitome of a-guy-and-his-dog-who-hustle-hard-but-ultimately-work-at-home.