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The Death of Curating, the Rise of Curation

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I've been trying to make an effort to more intentionally pick something to watch when the weekend rolls around. While I've enjoyed the Grey's Anatomy binge I started during this pregnancy, it feels like a work week ritual -- something to put on in the background or pay half attention to. On the weekend, I've had the desire to create a different kind of ritual, one that feels more deliberate. After a nice evening out at the pub and a short walk along the river, we headed home and I began the usual pursuit of something to watch. I tried our four different streaming services, growing more and more frustrated. There were no new films we hadn't seen, and while I enjoy, actually prefer if we're being honest, films from the 80s and 90s, the selection on the apps has been the same for ages. In that moment of frustration, I felt my heart crack and I nostalgically said I miss being able to go to the movie store and pick out a film. The trip to the movie store was a ritual in itself. It was an event. There was a deliberateness in browsing the new release wall and picking up the movie boxes to read the case. Independent films were tucked in between the big blockbusters, but they were available and visible. Next would be the wander between rows of the old movies. A leisurely browse to see if anything else caught your eye from a time long past. Finally, the walk to the register, past popcorn and snacks and soda pop. Do you want a bucket of popcorn for your at home movie experience? Mom, can we get a soda? And then you'd go home and watch your movies. I worked at two movie stores in college, Hastings and Blockbuster. And there were even rituals I enjoyed as someone wearing the Customer Service Representative badge. (I'm sure I am looking at this time long past through nostalgia colored glasses.) I had regulars I would recognize who would come in every week, get their movie, get their popcorn, and we would chat while I rang them up. I still remember a few of them, one of them was...
18th Aug 2025

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A few nerve-wracking months later, my Mum drove me into school to pick up my results. I ripped open the envelope and saw it - I’d passed with an A grade! I literally ran up the stairs to George’s office next to the computing labs to thank him personally. I’d taken my camera into school to take a few last photos for memory’s sake and snapped this photo of him before I walked out the school gates for the last time: A different path Because of him, I managed to get into my university of choice, studying computing with a focus on networks. Because of that, I landed my first job working as a “webmaster”, and my career since has been one of the highlights of my life. All these years later, it’s a real privilege to be able to get up each morning and actively look forward to working in an industry I love. Without George stepping up for me and encouraging me to believe in myself, none of that would have happened. I wouldn’t have had the career I have, and I wouldn’t be where I am now. 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