This summer isn’t what I expected. Back in May I ran into this thing called Camp Magic Macguffin. It is by far the most fun and rewarding professional development I’ve ever done. Ever. I’m not sure I would even classify it as professional development. That makes it sound required or something done out of necessity. I did it, because it looked awesome. Go back and click that link to Camp Magic Macguffin. Do it! (thank you). Now tell me you wouldn’t want to be a part of that if you stumbled across it during your internet meanderings.
Camp Magic Macguffin is the summer version of DS106, a digital storytelling class from the University of Mary Washington. It’s given me a lot to think about in regards to the way I consume tv, movies, books, and music. It’s given me a lot to think about in regards to communicating. It’s also why I’m here. I’ve been thinking a lot about the “domain of one’s own” philosophy and digital identity. Do I have anything eloquent to say concerning the ownership of one’s digital identity? Not yet, but those thoughts are taking shape. Right now I’m interested in figuring out how things work and taking back a little control.
Had I not bumped into Camp Magic Macguffin back in May, I would’ve spent some time this summer researching comic books and working on the section of senior seminar I’ll be teaching in the spring. The senior seminar class focuses on the DIY/Maker ethos in politics, music, art, technology, education, etc. It’s pretty exciting. I’m hoping the kids will be just as enthusiastic about it.
Summer. It’s been a season for kicking around the parks with Joe, visiting the butterfly exhibit at Lewis Ginter Botanical Gardens, grabbing the occasional ice-cream at Bev’s in Carytown. It’s been a season for exploring creativity and tools for creation and interesting subjects like comic books and the maker movement. It’s been day after day of unstructured time. Time. That’s a wonderful thing to have.