My previous longer article was about the January Miami BTC conference and the promised follow up is Al Capone style criminally overdue. The event moved at breakneck speed and had such a driven, positive vibe. Dealing with the atomic aftermath took till now to become a cohesive-ish write up. In short, the journey was a f**k yes, as I tend to vulgarly state in social occasions seemingly inappropriate for the expression. I’ll keep this punchy.
Coming To My Senses
Having scored the perfect Airbnb place 5 minutes from the conference center (actual balcony view pic below), I was pumped to get going but jet-lagged beyond available bodily resources. Getting everything ready for a two fair trip, including an overnight ‘stay awake painting’ just before the flight, took its toll. The free flow whiskey pouring by my generous hosts was a welcome edge smoother but not too many before a 48hr crypto sprint. Right? The fleeting pleasure of alcohol was replaced by a sauna, jacuzzi, and a city view pool. I realised also that I was staying with people who run a high-end print place. This trip is going to roast like a Run The Jewels track.
Being new to blockchain conferences, the hunger for the next new thing felt all around was inspiring. No joke. The integration solutions to the ‘real world’ in service prospects or made human connections were a much-needed chilli infusion for the brain. Much respect for Keynote for sponsoring the booth and helping me get physically visible in the scene.
Out of talking so much, my voice blew out halfway conference. At one point I got badly distracted from talking to a Coin Telegraph guy due to another conversation starting with a couple who represent the graffiti artist Banksy. Apologetic as I was about it to him upon this dawning on me, it was a good problem to have. It felt like being able to charge my phone from the surrounding air alone.
Your Vibe Attracts Your Tribe
The buzz around my booth gave me a sense that I’m really onto something with crypto art. It’s nothing short from being able to tell the story of a vast societal change in visual form. To uniquely communicate it to insiders and outsiders alike. One of the chance encounters was Eben Pagan popping by the space with his lovely wife Annie Lalla. It was a strange moment, as I must have spent thousands of hours with his material since 2004 and he hadn’t a clue the other way around. I rarely loose my cool but embarrassingly enough, this was one of those times. Appropriately so I think.
Far too many memories struggling with childhood trauma, depression, figuring out relationships and finding my way in life in general came flooding in talking to him. During those times, the abundance of value Eben delivered to my life through video seminars was a 100% unparalleled. There is no way my other platform Artevo, the LUX project nor my engagement would have happened without the influence his work had on me.
Some people in the crypto space, who think Lambos are the answer, could greatly benefit from his ‘ManTransformation’ program for example. There is a bunch of millionaires within the community still living their ‘Sweet 16’ at 30 and beyond – during global crisis times. Some really need to wake the hell up to smell the ‘more to life than a bit of money’ monologue. As he came to my booth space, I interrupted him eating a sandwich by asking: “Eben Pagan. What are you doing here?” He simply replied: “I’m eating”. Glad to know