n. pl. ful·crums or ful·cra
1. The point or support on which a lever pivots.
2. Zoology An anatomical structure that acts as a hinge or a point of support.
3. An agent through which vital powers are exercised.
He called me the fulcrum last night. Looked me in the eye with a slight sway in his step from too much indulgence and pulled me into a warm embrace. I knew it was one of the last for a while. It’s coming to the end, our time together and we are on the brink of picking up our lives where we left off 9 months ago, but picking up with a different set of hands. A little more well-versed in our craft, a little more hopeful with knowing that we are not the only ones who approach life from the other side of a piece of glass and perhaps a little more nervous because for many of us, we have come to this from change. The change that demands that we make a commitment to beliefs which may or may not yield… Beliefs in the power of the image, beliefs in our tenacity, our will. The possibility of survival in what has been labelled as a bleak time for our industry. And perhaps in my relative youth and naivety, my commitment to these beliefs are high – because I know the hearts of the people who have been on this road with me, and I can only say that beyond a doubt, we have vision, a multitude of voices with the power to be heard and above all, we are hungry.
~ For my peers at ICP, it was a pleasure and an honour to learn with you.