Destroyed Memories

 Dec 25, 2023


    It’s Christmas Day. I’m with dad. It’s our last night camping on the north island. We’re an hour and a half from Auckland.


    I just grabbed my 2 old hard drives for us to look at photos. Both of the connection ports are all destroyed. I have no idea what the fuck happened. They look like someone took a knife to them and mangled them all up. I was just using both of them at the meditation retreat. That was just a few weeks ago.


    This is fucking stupid. This has happened before with these things. I really can only trust the cloud. The only things that I don’t put on the cloud are all the unedited video clips I shoot. I think I need to structure things so that I never have to rely on these things again. I’m pretty much already doing that. Thank god I’ve already got the really important things on the cloud.


    I feel like I’m getting a hint here. I need to stop amassing footage to use one day. I need to stop taking forever to make and finish things. I need to stop trying to make a ‘perfect catalogue’ of work. Everything will be destroyed in the end, anyways. Everything changes. It’s about the doing. The consistency I guess.