How will the scene change in the next 20 years?

[tomyu168]

I will be 42 until 2032. And I think most of us in this forum would act as a father in family. Will Suzuki still compete WYYC? Will this game become popular ? Will the yoyo trick reach its limit?I just wonder if you guys have any idea, have you ever imagined the future of yo-yoing ?

[yomorrow]

I’m going to help make the future of yoyoing, if I can.

[yoyo_creep]

All I know Is that I will be teaching.my children to yoyo. They will learn on dark magics and legacys. They will later move on to protostars and dv888s.

…SSsssss…

[yoyo2442]

there will be string that never knotts and never gets dirty

[Shadowz143]

@yoyo2442

there will be string that never knotts and never gets dirty

Not even possible.

Guys look back twenty years.

People thought that we would have floating cars and moving sidewalks everywhere.

Nope, I don’t think it’s going to be that different in twenty years.

[Jake_Elliott]

Certain companies will fade away, other companies will become incredibly popular. Hopefully we’ll see some new, interesting, ground breaking designs and innovations in the yoyo world.

And, most importantly, everyone will be older.

[yoyospirit]

We all know Duncan will still be here. Yoyojam and Yoyofactory might even stop as a company altogether. Most of the yoyoers here right now will either stop yoyoing together or not be as large of an addition to the community. Nothing to do but wait 20 years and find out.

[Shadowz143]

I think I might keep to it.

It’s dang fun.

[throwrw]

@Jake_Elliott

Certain companies will fade away, other companies will become incredibly popular. Hopefully we’ll see some new, interesting, ground breaking designs and innovations in the yoyo world.

I’m interested to see what companies make it… theres new company ideas every week on here and they usually end up falling through, but there are a few that give hope. I cant wait to see if they make it big or not. For now i feel like Duncan, YYF, and hopefully YYJ will still be around. I cant see OD dying off but who knows, same with clyw.

[stookie]

The only real significant change I could see is maybe some new developments with composite materials that could best aluminum for cost/performance ratio. Something that was cheap to manufacture but with qualities like those of titanium could allow for all sorts of new designs that don’t cost a small fortune. Research in this area is all the rage right now so it’s really only a matter of time, imo.

[patrickcondon (ＤＯＧＳ)]

@patrickcondon

Things Never Change

“Can you do ‘Plan-D’?"

[i]Yes. Yes of course I can do “Plan-D”. What kind of question is that? Did you fail to see me doing “Performance 44” right in front of you? I mean really. Why do you want me to take my time to do something so trivial? I can’t believe people still don’t know what we can do these days. Does it really all look the same to you people?[/i]

With a flick of my wrist, I call back my brand new SPYY Theory. I briefly admire its beauty; the beauty no one else understands.

I do “Plan-D”

The young boy before me seems delighted. He thanks me and heads on his way. 

[i]What is it with these silly tricks that make them stick to people? I mean, it’s the easiest trick in the world![/i]

I pitch my arm and let the Theory escape my grasp. Glancing at my watch, I finish the last half of “Performance 44”. Twelve minutes of distinct movements, bridges, and scenes. Physics and emotion bend to my will. I tell a story. 

Yet all people want to see is “Plan-D”. They interrupt my script of complexities through co-centricities and movement to request something that takes ten seconds to complete! The nerve! Instead of simply appreciating what I have practiced for, they insist on requesting the moves of old. 

I[i] blame the media. They portray it as nothing more than the select silly moves they have chosen to represent the art. They simply don’t know what yo-yoing has become. If only they’d come to one of the competitions or conventions in the city. Boy that’d show them. [/i]

A constant flow of people pass by as I continue. I complete “Performance 44” and return the yoyo to my hand with the slightest of tugs, much to my appreciation… and only mine, it’d seem. I check my watch again as I take out my set list from my back pocket right behind my wallet; it’s a necessity. 

[i]Ten more minutes. Let’s see… “Lucid Confusion” tells a pretty good tale. Let’s see how it turns out this time around.[/i]

“Lucid Confusion” lasts three movements: evolving from a slow overture to a faster paced development, and later into a reprise to draw it to an end. It tells a story, yet I’m the lone audience. The general population insists on being captivated by “Plan-D” and “Ladder Escape”. 

Finishing “Lucid Confusion”, I let the yoyo return home. I lightly bob my head in approval.

[i]Hmph. Maybe one day they’ll come to understand. [/i]

I raise my head to see a man of perhaps 80. 

[i]Oh, God. What’s this fossil going to ask me to do, “Sprit Bomb”? I don’t even know where that name comes from![/i]

He pauses before me, catching glimpse of my SPYY Theory. He gives a look of distant understanding. A smile stretches his wrinkled cheeks, as if he was suddenly a child once again. He takes a beaten Addict out of his jacket and fastens the string to his calloused finger. It looks as if it has seen countless years of play by his side. 

“Can you do ‘Plan-D’?”

[i]Yes. Yes of course I can…[/i]

I do “Plan-D”, slower this time.

@patrickcondon

Creation

 He stood before the machine, waiting. The panel displayed a million useless statistics and numbers. They meant nothing to him. He was an artist. He waited as the machine completed it autonomous rounds. It made a low, oscillating hum as it worked. He began to pace around the machine; he was getting impatient. Specifications and alerts on the panel were replaced by a single announcement:

Cocentricity achieved.

He was a machinist, and an artist. The hatch raised and ejected a pair of bland blank disks. This is where he came in. His time to shine. 

The parts were placed into another machine. Trusty and reliable. His baby. Pride and joy. He carefully clicked the glass panel closed over the opening. More pointless statistics graced the screen. Pointless. He was an artist.

It reached like a child for his hand, as if ready to cross the street. He smiled and gave his hands to the machine. Metallic controls caressed his fingers; he willingly let them envelop his hands. He was an artist. This is his canvas.

The familiar hum rose once again, penetrating the room as it became louder and louder. The blank disks spun behind the glass. Various tools and bits readied themselves. This is his canvas. 

The machinist let out a deep breath. The artist flexed his hands inside the controls. The tools twitched in anticipation, awaiting his command. He let his arms plunge into the two openings before him. The metallic bits leaped towards the blanks in excitement. Graceful movements sliced the cylinder into shape. Like a musician to his instrument, he rhythmically manipulated the controls to his will. To his vision. 

Upon completion, he carefully pulled his arms from the machine. Enthusiastic bits reluctantly receded away from the metal, bringing themselves to rest inside their hideaways. The controls released the machinist’s tired hands. It took a long time, but he enjoyed it far too much to let it bother him. 

The screen flashed statistics and measurements again, before clearing and exclaiming its last announcement.

He didn’t care what it said. 

The glass panel popped open and revealed his creation. A truly simplistic design that still radiated a unique soul in it’s geometry. The machinist admired the robust construction, while the artist appreciated the minimalist approach. He removed it from his trusty machine, quickly thinking about the many years he had spent enveloped by it… creating shaped pieces of metal. The artist chuckled at this thought, the machinist stopped himself. This was his canvas.

He screwed the two halves together and fastened a simple, white string. Polyester; like the days of old. Fond memories of those times. He wrapped it around the axle, and then connected it to his finger. Tired eyes admired it for another moment before giving it a solid throw. Satisfied, a light tug brought it home to his hand. It was beautiful.

He pursed his lips and nodded in approval. He patted the machine lightly before moving over to his bench. The machinist reached for the final tool, the artist’s brush. It was a nondescript pointed implement with a wooden handle. Carefully, but with deliberate passion, he inscribed a message onto the silver cylinder.

One

He slid his masterpiece into a white box, marked with the same message.

One

The completed piece was placed on the end of the bench among brothers sporting the same inscription.

These are heading out in the morning. He thought about it for a minute. Most of these were likely to never be seen again. It isn’t the first time this has happened. A batch heads out every year. Placed into a market oversaturated by mass-production.

Second thoughts. The latest creation left the others and landed in the machinist’s pocket; the artist’s heart.

Number one. His favorite

[vegabomb (LJ)]

^^^ Thanks for that Patrick. Brought back a fond memory. Douglas Brown FTW.

[supbreh1234]

a specially magnetized forever spinning bearing! if its possible

[ccn411 (Chris)]

Well, we know what’ll stay the same. Japan is the leading competitive country

[patrickcondon (ＤＯＧＳ)]

@vegabomb

^^^ Thanks for that Patrick. Brought back a fond memory. Douglas Brown FTW.

The writing contests were a blast. I don’t write about yoyoing that much, so it was the perfect opportunity.

[anonyo]

Hmm, 20 years? My family history doesn’t work in favor of me being alive that long. Of course, if I am, I’ll still be throwing. I hope to live to be really old and throwing until I die.

I’ve only been doing this 15 months. I’m very amazed at what’s gone on since I’ve dove into the deep end. New bearings, radical deviations in shapes, loads of new strings. Wow. Great time to get into this.

I’m sure some materials can come down in cost. I bet we’ll see more throws using different metals in different areas. Bearings can always improve. Strings can always improve. Response systems can improve. Shapes will continue to evolve, however classics will always remain.

It will be interesting to see what companies gobble up others and start borg’ing the crap out of each other. It will also be interesting to see what new players come up and who will run stores and how that’s going to go down.

[PlasticWhip (WildCat23)]

I hope to see expansion of the hobby. Hopefully, one day, people will realize that anyone can do it. All it takes is practice.

On the other hand, it is highly possible that it will shrink, due to the increasing amount of people that would rather be playing video games.

[Hippo_Samurai]

I think there’ll be a computer program that can calculate all of the different tricks that you can do.

[mr500sheetsofpaper]

I remember the 90’s revival. Yomega’s clutch mechanism introduced many folks to yoyoing. Tom Kuhn’s SB 2 is the father of race bearing yoyos. Both of those were game changers that not many saw coming. Maybe, hidden away in some design studio, another breakthrough is waiting, until then I see a refinement. Better as opposed to game changing.

[YoyoGeezer]

Motorized yoyos that only bind when you toggle a switch at the end of the string.