A couple of days after I gave notice at Hot, I took a walk to the Embarcadero to clear my head and breathe. I realized I didn't take enough time to breathe at Hot. It's not about Hot, it's about me taking time outs and focusing on my space, not having to give every last dribblet of brain towards work and colleagues.
So I took a walk. I knew the Louise Bourgeois Spider sculpture had moved on, but I didn't know it had been replaced by a Rocket collaboratively built by a number of folk, including The Crucible. I love it. While I won't dwell on "meaning' and "signs," I do like that i was drawn to the implications of release, whilst propelling into somewhere unknown, maybe dark, maybe hard to breathe (not that!), but pretty darn exciting.