If all of this is arbitrary and meaningless — this project, events, and existence itself — then why is changing direction so difficult? Something about our brains makes it difficult to alter the slow evolution of time and behavior; it’s almost as if we validate any gradual behavior at which we have arrived.
![The media file [Restart. Again.] is by CallahanFreet.](/works/52weeks/2022/0521/20220521_hu_709d99817f88f636.webp)
Almost every year there is a point in this project when I believe I have lost interest. Usually after those six to eight weeks of neglecting creativity and contemplation I put pressure on myself to make time and continue. I used to fear this moment, but not any more. It never fails: my favorite work always follows.
Clearly momentum is time. Or is it the other way around? I’m still unsure.
![The media file [Christian] is by CallahanFreet.](/artists/christian/christian_head_hu_1d46fe22822c45a2.webp)