Friday is the new moon, which has always felt to me like the sky turning out its pockets and turning off the lights so we can finally tell the truth.
So here is mine, loud and clear.
I have done the polite part. I have done the boots-on-the-ground, rustling-the-bushes, digging-under-the-dirt, logical-rock-turning part. I’ve made the calls. I’ve sent the “just checking in” notes. I have played the game by the usual rules with a bright mouth and a hopeful heart.
And still, what I am looking for hasn’t fully stepped out of the shadows. So now, I’m doing this the Nakedjen way.
Pssst.
If you have ever said to me, “I wish I could do something with you, Nakedjen,” this is me looking you dead in the eye and saying: The gate is open. Walk through it.
Not “someday.” Not “let’s grab coffee.”
This.
The film is PING.
It’s a story about ambition, identity, and the high-voltage cost of being “exceptional” in a world that wants to eat you for breakfast. It’s smart, it’s dangerous, and it’s painfully relevant. We have an extraordinary team, a killer script, and a direct line to Sundance. This isn’t a “maybe.” This is a machine that is already humming.
What we need now is the investment to bring it home.
I am passing the hat. I know it’s unconventional. But when have I ever been the patron saint of conventional?
I am the woman who gets naked and rides escalators because she can. I am the woman who will stand on the back of a moving horse and jump through fire to make a point. I am the woman in custom Doc Martens, stomping a path toward the things that matter while everyone else is looking for a paved road.
I know how to make magic out of dust. I’ve done it a thousand times. I know how to turn a bare patch of ground into a republic of joy. I know how to turn strangers into a family and a good idea into the kind of night you remember for twenty years.
PING is alive. It has a pulse. And it needs extraordinary hearts to match it.
If you have ever wanted to play with me, build with me, get gloriously dirty with me, or bet on something that actually has a soul—Come on then.
Be early to the right thing.
Do not watch this from the sidewalk. Do not wait to hear about it later and wish you’d stepped inside the tent while the lights were still warming up.
Come to Utah in June. Come be part of the strange and beautiful machinery. Help make the kind of art that tells the truth with its lipstick smeared and its boots still dusty.
Invest. Introduce me. Raise your hand. Tell your friend with the secret appetite for art. Tell the person who is tired of the boring and the safe.
Do something wild.
This is the whisper before the drums. The match struck in the dark. The stomp of the boot that says we are here.
Come make some movie magic with me.
I’ll bring the snacks.
There may be beets.
You do not have to eat them.
Let’s make some magic together while we still can. xo
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