Happy Friday!
Friday, January 13, 2017
Thursday, January 12, 2017
“The job is what you do when you are told what to do. The job is showing up at the factory, following instructions, meeting spec, and being managed.
Someone can always do your job a little better or faster or cheaper than you can.
The job might be difficult, it might require skill, but it's a job.
Your art is what you do when no one can tell you exactly how to do it. Your art is the act of taking personal responsibility, challenging the status quo, and changing people.
I call the process of doing your art 'the work.' It's possible to have a job and do the work, too. In fact, that's how you become a linchpin.
The job is not the work.”
― Seth Godin, Linchpin: Are You Indispensable?
Someone can always do your job a little better or faster or cheaper than you can.
The job might be difficult, it might require skill, but it's a job.
Your art is what you do when no one can tell you exactly how to do it. Your art is the act of taking personal responsibility, challenging the status quo, and changing people.
I call the process of doing your art 'the work.' It's possible to have a job and do the work, too. In fact, that's how you become a linchpin.
The job is not the work.”
― Seth Godin, Linchpin: Are You Indispensable?
Wednesday, January 11, 2017
Tuesday, January 10, 2017
Saturday, December 31, 2016
Happy New Year!
Happy New Year!
Here's to 2017!!
I've been M.I.A. because the last 1/4 of this year got hard. Jobs lost, jobs won, gigs lost, gigs won...sickness, health, reflection about life.
I could go on, but it'll take all night.
Goodbye 2016. Like all years, you weren't all bad, but you weren't all great. You were a mixed bag, and I learned a lot.
I wish all of you happiness, health and love in 2017.
Here's to 2017!!
I've been M.I.A. because the last 1/4 of this year got hard. Jobs lost, jobs won, gigs lost, gigs won...sickness, health, reflection about life.
I could go on, but it'll take all night.
Goodbye 2016. Like all years, you weren't all bad, but you weren't all great. You were a mixed bag, and I learned a lot.
I wish all of you happiness, health and love in 2017.
Friday, November 4, 2016
A reflective evening, to be sure. I have all this stuff i want to explain, to get out, to release. And yet, I am so...nonreactive these days.
I realized in the last year or so that many of the people around me do not respond well to my drama, particularly the one I live with, and so I have reeled it in a bit. Not a ton, but a bit. And in this I have tried and failed to express these things privately; for just me. I've realized I am very bad at hiding things, at lying and at just keeping my feelings or emotions to myself, so, I decided to try and work on that. A co-worker once said, "you wear all of your emotions on your sleeve, and so when I can tell you're upset, I like to come fuck with you." Later, he came by quietly and asked if I was, in fact ok, and it showed he cared, and I was fine, but I realized it might do me well to cultivate a better poker face.
But, I still need to express them, and tried to journal them out, and while that worked very well last year, I then tired of it, and didn't want to process all the feelings. Didn't want to take the time to work out what they are and why and instead it was easier to consume. Facebook, youtube, tumblr, instagram...I can spend hours just taking in everyone elses pretty pictures and not thinking too much. That's no good. Where's the balance?
I feel like I should go back and explain what I mean by drama. I don't mean stirring the pot drama, I just, react enthusiastically to most situations. I am really happy for you when you are in a new relationship, or got the job, or did the art opening or bought the car or whatever, and I gasp and jump up and down and make a fuss. When I'm pissed I roll my eyes and make faces and when I'm angry I throw things across the room (I have to be really angry for this, and I have a VERY long fuse). I feel things to the fullest. Because, why not? Why not live it all right out loud? Well, because sometimes you don't want to show your hand to everyone in the room, and sometimes (most of the time) you don't want to make the people you like uncomfortable.
I realized in the last year or so that many of the people around me do not respond well to my drama, particularly the one I live with, and so I have reeled it in a bit. Not a ton, but a bit. And in this I have tried and failed to express these things privately; for just me. I've realized I am very bad at hiding things, at lying and at just keeping my feelings or emotions to myself, so, I decided to try and work on that. A co-worker once said, "you wear all of your emotions on your sleeve, and so when I can tell you're upset, I like to come fuck with you." Later, he came by quietly and asked if I was, in fact ok, and it showed he cared, and I was fine, but I realized it might do me well to cultivate a better poker face.
But, I still need to express them, and tried to journal them out, and while that worked very well last year, I then tired of it, and didn't want to process all the feelings. Didn't want to take the time to work out what they are and why and instead it was easier to consume. Facebook, youtube, tumblr, instagram...I can spend hours just taking in everyone elses pretty pictures and not thinking too much. That's no good. Where's the balance?
I feel like I should go back and explain what I mean by drama. I don't mean stirring the pot drama, I just, react enthusiastically to most situations. I am really happy for you when you are in a new relationship, or got the job, or did the art opening or bought the car or whatever, and I gasp and jump up and down and make a fuss. When I'm pissed I roll my eyes and make faces and when I'm angry I throw things across the room (I have to be really angry for this, and I have a VERY long fuse). I feel things to the fullest. Because, why not? Why not live it all right out loud? Well, because sometimes you don't want to show your hand to everyone in the room, and sometimes (most of the time) you don't want to make the people you like uncomfortable.
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