And Now, A Threshold

Posted on June 29, 2012 by ann

I can’t remember the first time I stumbled upon echoica.net, but that magic moment is pivotal to where you are today. Yes, if you’re reading this on simplyann.net, it’s because of the mysterious echoica.net. When I saw the pixel trickery Michelle made with her designs, I knew I had to conjure my own brew of visual goodness. Even from the beginning, my brew was distinctly brown. I scoffed at the term white space and flew on my own, made-up sense of brown space. I never had much in the way of content, maybe a few poems I posted to deviantArt and lost years ago, but the thrill of pushing pixels and casting lines of codes to create this space that was mine was contentment enough for me.

echoica.net also introduced me to Lamb, and the many wonders of trip hop. Lamb, with Lou Rhodes on vocals and producer Andy Barlow, was another kind of magic altogether. I took them as a whole and for granted, without even bothering to know who Lou and Andy were until very recently. The tracks Gorecki and Gabriel had this power to unlock all of my creative energy and would propel me into unending nights of web mastering, learning how to manipulate the highest levels of programming even before I graduated high school.

It’s been nearly ten years since I bought this domain. I can’t even remember where I first hosted it, but there is a faint memory of the thrill I felt after those buttons were clicked and I had this precious dot net. In those ten years I have designed thousands of web things, bought dozens of domains, much and many of which I’ve left incomplete. This non-linear journey finds me rediscovering Lamb, tucking my nights into their bass and picking up lost lines of code.

It seems the one I was waiting for is actually this version of me. This threshold into the next phase of being is remarkably similar to the last one, yet much more amorphous. I can feel change happening with every moment. My trajectory is set even amidst ideas converging and diverging daily, wavering in spaces between confidence and confusion. They say black girls are from the future and I wonder if we have always been forever.

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