Last night, as the credits rolled on @joeyldotcom’s film premiere at the museum, I looked at every face in the crowd and felt light. Every single one, whether alongside us for years, or met for the first time, felt for us like we had - through pure magic or staggering luck, managed to find our people. The exact right frequency who hears what we’ve been trying to say, and who I learn from by watching and observing: you. Through this documentary, we were able to tell our story in the way it really is. A little ugly. A little delusional. Made with care and craft. Time and grit. Human. Individual struggles colliding into collective and compounded triumphs. Where the myths are real yet not at all mystical. Where we touch the tools and technology of today, but ultimately are just trying to figure out how to be something that has felt a little lost. How to be humans together and build with one another in a time that can feel lonely and destructive. How to try to leave the worst of ourselves behind and leave something better for the next to come along. To create through family, friends, and tradition, but to do so not as luddites or worshippers of the past or pretense - to do so within the unhinged modern world we have of markets, automation, memes, and a flood of blue light trying to keep us apart. A tremendous thank you to all who came out to see the first chapter of our story. To have your work alongside mine in the museum means everything to me. As amazing as the last few years have been I hope you feel what I feel: that the story has barely begun to be written. That the spotlight has shifted to others, and will grow yet be able to narrow and focus, surfacing the people behind each dot on the masquerade - those building this with us every step of the way. We intend to screen the documentary again in the future and are actively looking at thoughtful ways to spread it further. Some of the announcements we previewed for those in attendance we will be sharing in the weeks to come as well.