Tag: dreams

We Need A Media Outlet To Believe In

by Shelt Garner
@sheltgarner

The potency of The New York Times comes from how many people believe in it. And, in its own way, that’s what made Gawker Media so potent at one point — it was easy to believe in it. Until it wasn’t because it was icky.

I have a tendency to draw attention to myself.

But I do believe that there is a market — and audience — for a media outlet that leans into the spirit of the old Gawker’s early days when it was a fun, snarky blog that rallied the troops every day with its call for droll common sense.

Of course, the obvious venue for this would be a podcasting network of some sort. And, yet, I think even podcasting is so mature these days that, lulz, why are we even talking about this.

This all makes me think about how if I somehow magically lived in New York City that I would start an old fashion zine that covered whatever borough I lived in. I really enjoy zines — obviously — and if I did a good enough job with the zine, I think people of note would take interest in it.

Put me in, coach.

Of course I would hand the thing out in person in front of offices of The New York Times in an effort to catch media attention for it. Even though I’m old as hell, if I was living in either NYC or LA for any duration of time, I could still draw a lot of attention to myself just by…being myself.

And, yet, lulz.

Anyway, there definitely seems to be something of a vacuum in modern media at the moment. Or maybe everything is so scattered and defuse at this point that since there’s no “center” anymore that it’s just not possible for there to be an alternative to it.

Oh well.

My 5-Year Plan: Shoot For Vogue Magazine

by Shelton Bumgarner
@bumgarls

For a long time I was living the past. But recently I decided that my Five Year Plan is to be shooting for Vogue Magazine. Now, there are many, many obstacles to this dream. So many obstacles, in fact, that it may be a moot point. But I really love fashion in the context of taking pictures of it and I feel it is self-evident that I’m a good enough photographer to be seen in the pages of Vogue.

But at this point, it’s just a dream. Nothing may come of it. I may just work on my novel and that be that. But I feel that this is the very beginning of a process and that I have a decent shot of making my dream a reality if I get the equipment to do so. That, in fact, is the first step.