I'd like to thank my dear friend and longtime creative collaborator, David London. For about three years, we've had a running joke, funny only to us, in a "gotta laugh so we don't cry" kind of way. The joke goes something like this: Phone call begins; lots of enthusiasm and news and personal stuff. Then: David: So have you updated your website yet? Jen: (mumbles) No. I haven't had the time! (Here follows an absurd and high-speed litany of all the things I've had to take care of instead of the website. Granted, some of them were higher-priority...) David: You really should update your website. No. Really, you should. Jen: I knooooowwwww... Lather, rinse, repeat, over a few dozen months. See, David was right. Completely, thoroughly, panic-inducingly right. I knew he was right, but I didn't know how I was going to work out the problems with my website. I felt blocked by hazily-defined yet seemingly insurmountable circumstances, dominating my field of vision like a contrary version of the cosmic monolith from 2001: A Space Odyssey. Instead of empowering and inspiring me, this conceptual block sapped my strength and oppressed my nerve, my verve and my overhand serve (so to speak). But things loosened up. Recently, when I was in DC to teach a collage workshop and open my show "Fastidious Travelers" at Dolcezza Gelato, David and I effectively killed the joke. We had been discussing how long we'd known one another, and it just popped out: "Your website was up-to-date when we first met, you know!" "Yeah, ten years ago!" I replied, and burst out laughing. We both laughed a long time, and I promised us both that there would be a new site by the middle of May, this very year. And here it is. |





