We were participants in the Toronto Startup Weekend, Maker Edition. My daughter Alison had recruited me for my writing skills, since the project she was pitching was Interactive Story Beads. After the pitches on Friday night, I offered my skills to two other projects in case the story bead concept didn’t receive enough votes to proceed to the development level. The presenters of the White Cane project and the Safety Grip for Seniors project looked dubious when I said I could add value to their group for providing feedback as a member of their target audience.
Interactive Story Beads, the “griflens” project, topped the list of pitches. Potential team members swamped Alison offering their special skill sets. The team assembled in a room at OCADU, and a strategy for the weekend was discussed. By midnight, I was fading fast, but the rest of the team didn’t seem tired at all.
The next morning we met to begin the project. We had each brought the tools we needed for our roles. Thirteen people opened up laptops. I unloaded two bags of supplies: glue guns, pliers, steel ruler, utility knife, modelling tools, cutting boards, mat board, white glue, pieces of coloured plastic, a broken bead necklace, water container, paintbrushes and eight colours of plasticene. This was the maker edition and I was prepared.
I held up what I considered to be my ultimate tool, a hack saw. This is what hacking was all about wasn’t it?
My daughter pretended she didn’t know me.
Blog post by Lorna Livey