I've never told this story publicly before...
In 2013 I was a young artist in New York City, trying to break into the impossibility that was the art world. I knew I had to create...create or die!
I started writing about a very personal time in my life that I had never spoken about to anyone. When I was 12-14 years old, I spent all my free time in a teen chatroom called Twelve. There, I made friends, enemies and eventually cyber lovers. Specifically, I developed a two year relationship with a man in his late twenties. We never met, but we talked online and on the phone whenever we could. For over a decade I hid this relationship from everyone, but once I was in my late 20s, I realized the significance of this relationship, not only in my own life, but also how it reflected the internet culture that prevailed at that time.
I was fortunate enough to publish an ebook of this story called "Twelve" with the help of a gallery (although it was sadly censored from the iTunes store) and also direct a play, called "Playground" which premiered at the New Museum and toured to London and LA.
But the excitement of these successes came and went. The art world turned. My little moment was just a blip. This big story of my teenage life seemingly forgotten...
In 2015 I married the instigator of the Post Internet art movement, Gene McHugh. We met at a reading group Brad Troemel used to host at NYU. We bonded over our shared interest of the internet and the way it has shaped culture and art.
In 2017 Gene wrote an essay titled "The Context of the Digital: A Brief Inquiry Into Online Relationships" for a compendium of post internet essays compiled by Omar Kholeif. The essay spoke about my work Playground/Twelve.
Does the name of his essay sound familiar? It might be if you're a fan of the band The 1975 and remember their 2018 hit album "A Brief Inquiry Into Online Relationships."
Did The 1975 take the name of their album from Gene's essay? Yes, 100%, check out the wiki.
Gene only found this out when The Guardian contacted him for a statement. And tbh, I never really thought much about it. I felt it was random--even.
But you know what? Today I'm sitting here realizing that the little things we push out into the world can have a bigger impact than we realize. Even if I'm just a forgettable person, a blip in existence, pieces of my work have the ability to inspire in ways I don't even realize or intend.
So even if you think you're creating into a void, that nothing matters, that no matter how hard you try you never succeed---just keep going. Even if you never become famous or successful, little pieces of you that you've left behind can impact others in ways you may never even know.
Be like me---turn your personal shame into culture!