Over the past twelve years I have worked continuously with the ever expanding internet, exploring in particular the web's broad potential for interactivity, non-linear narrative and the integration of image and text. But during that time I have had to make a living. To this end I have undertaken an under-cover operation or two, venturing deep into the technological inner workings of Corporate America. I can safely say that nothing in my art school education could have prepared me for the life of the corporate webmaster and beyond the firewall into the surreal realm of systems management on a multi-national scale. Apparently the tangled web of hypertextuality knows no bounds. Sometimes I wonder if the lure of reproduction has taken me too far. I worry about being responsible for such large amounts of data that might mutate or disappear at anytime. Every now and then when I am doing server backups before migrating a new project database from a development server to a newly reconfigured test environment, I try to map out certain relationships. In a post-structuralist nightmare, I realize that there is no way that I could reproduce this massive mess on paper. I have flashbacks to those early days when I was courting the photocopier. Whatever I am doing I stop and write an extra copy to an external tape drive. Just in case.
