Into the unknown

Setting goals for the new year is one of my favorite activities.  This time last year I was too stressed to set any.  This year I’ve been putting off writing because I have so much good news to share.  The trajectory has been upward.

In June, we will be moving to NYC to start our own labs at NYU school of medicine.  In May, we are expecting baby #2 (a little girl).  How these two events will work together is questionable, but really a great problem to have.

In keeping with these anticipated events I am going to try to keep my goals for 2014 modest.  Sometime after Joey was born I realized that I wasn’t going to make it through a week without disappointing anyone, and that I would have to settle for not disappointing the same person two weeks in a row.  Perhaps for this year I’ll make it my goal not to disappoint the same person for three weeks running, or at least not for more than a month.  (Note to self: not responding to email doesn’t count as disappointing someone; everyone expects that of me by now.)

Since my creative output this year was on the low end I thought I’d look back instead at the last 5 or 6.  In 2008, we moved from California to Boston, not really knowing anyone here and not knowing how long we’d be here.  I started painting in oil shortly after we arrived and started sewing a year later.  I’ve spent most of that time feeling that I wasn’t making any progress.  But if I look at my first efforts and compare them to more recent things it’s clear that here too the trajectory has been upward.


Science and art have always been strands of the same thread for me.  What makes both compelling is the unknown.  At the end of the day I’m not sure I do either of them because they are pleasurable, or just because I really want to figure out how something works.  Sometimes the thing is color and sometimes it’s fitting and sometimes it’s synaptic dynamics.  At the moment science is eating up a good bit of my mental bandwidth but I’m sure one day I’ll get obsessed with an art project again.

I don’t have any grand ambitions for art or sewing this year.  I have a couple ideas for ‘luxe’ loungewear that have been kicking around my head for a while, and maternity winter 2014 seems as good a time as any to try them out.  I’d like to get another painting done, and to play more with mixing fabrics.  But I’m not making any promises.  I’d be super happy to have a healthy baby, daycare for 2 kids, and a place to live in NYC.

As for the blog I’m not sure where to go with it.  I keep thinking I should write a “final” post.  But then I think what if I make something and want to share it?  Let’s call this the final post and acknowledge that I may not deliver on that promise either.