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JenTrip The Journeys of a Brooklyn Designer |
....who is Jen anyway? |
Thursday, July 31, 2003 Well, if design were a lover, he’d have left me a long time ago. “Honey, I think about you all the time, but I just have nothing to give…” It is embarrassing to me how I stammer around for an answer when people ask me what is going on with my work, my projects. “Well, uh, I just put some polyurethane on a cabinet that I’ve been working on for about three years. I had to wipe away a bunch of dust and sand off some water stains before I did it – but I did it.” I am really stuck. I can’t move on from some of these projects, and all of them have me in a mental pinch somehow – what is the next step? On several of them – I just don’t know where to go or what to do. I still have a clear vision of what they should be when completed… luckily I haven’t lost sight of that. Part of the problem is necessity. I am not feeling any need to finish anything because the bigger problem of “than what?” lies beyond. Who is going to care about my new cabinets when Ikea has forty new cabinets each year? Nobody really gave a damn when I finally finished the chair-chair. Now it sits in my living room and rarely – RARELY when we have a new visitor does anyone even seem to see it – let alone actually GET it. Enough complaining. I have a new project. Well, besides the DeeJaying thing. Which incidentally is going pretty well. But again, more people come up and ask me what software I am using than actually want to talk about music. But back to the project: I am (we are) turning a 1964 Globetrotter Airstream into a “food service establishment”. That it, we are going to bring it down here to Brooklyn, park it in a lot, convert the kitchen and make the perfect burgers and subs to be delivered to your doorstep or taken away and enjoyed in our garden. Phew! We had intended to open a bar as our first business venture, but as these things go – this just dropped into our lap. Now mind you, I am not trying to be a chef. That Rocco guy that now has a dumb reality television show called “The Restaurant” (or something) was on PBS the other day (obviously a pre-big-time-network-TV appearance) and he actually said something smart: that the palate is the ultimate force in discriminating taste. Meaning that our mothers and grandmothers knew nothing about all the elaborate things one learns in culinary school – they only knew what tastes good. That’s where we are coming from. We will be making the food that was fast food before it became such an enormous commercialization, and before it was crap. Problem is of course, that we have no money. I am liquidating my assets on Ebay. We have made the decision to leap… we just have to do it, little by little. I have been researching information, talking to people, and finding answers every day. I have been learning a lot. This is no small enterprise. A photographer friend of mine is going to chronicle the journey. She wants to make a flip book. It will be called “THE EFFICIENCY”. Here is a picture of it as it is right now:  |
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