This week our world lost an incredible artist. One that majorly inspired me on my journey to becoming a television producer. Parts Unknown was a prototype I used in the creation of my series last year.
Today a friend and I were talking about how sad it is that we won’t hear another brilliant observation from this intriguing character. No more snarky quips about other chefs. But then we got into a deeper conversation about his life and the darkness he persevered. We both were able to see a silver lining around this tragedy.
When legends die it always results in several days of people recognizing their impact in a new way. Their passing moves us to think more deeply about their legacy and what we can draw from it.
My personal reflection was about the way that Tony spoke so unapologetically about his past, about his history with addiction. I love that he wasn’t afraid to own all of himself, his history, and his opinions. He was a true provocateur.
In the last two days I have been tremendously inspired to start speaking more candidly about my own past thanks to Tony. I can actually say that his death is a catalyst for me stepping into being an even more honest artist… And I know I can’t be the only one.
For one of my vlogs next month, I’m going to go back to New York and actually show you guys where I come from. I’m done with the inauthenticity of everyone’s highlight reels. I don’t want to add to that. I want to do something different. Anthony Bourdain’s passing brought that to the surface for me: what a f*cking badass.
Thank you Anthony, for the wonderful entertainment you provided, for being a pioneer in your field, for being relentlessly yourself and paving the way for others to do the same. Your memory will continue to inspire me and inform my work, and surely the work of so many others. RIP.