The fermentation is spontaneous. The author offers a reading. The painter invites you to a gallery opening. You’re so there, no question. You devour and consume the works. But you leave the room without word. You click the “like” button and you’re on your way. They go home, build and compose and create more continuing the vapid cycle. Like playing tennis with nobody on the other side of the net. You hold your head up high. You saw this, you read that. This relationship is not symbiotic, but forming curds. Sadly, yogurt has far more culture than you.
Rich in 99 words
Richard is a technologist / satirist / skeptic hybrid species (genus : teknosatirskeptis). He has spent most of his life in New York City, aside from his undergrad stay at Syracuse University where he earned a degree in English while narrowly escaping hypothermia. He preaches quality by day at R/GA while curating SPLIT Quarterly and various side endeavors whenever he gets a chance. He currently resides in Manhattan’s Upper West Side with his wife and son in an overpriced, undersized apartment full of gadgets named after notable writers. He enjoys chrysanthemum tea, 70% cacao, cookies and avoids celery at all costs.
