My last post hinted at a certain abandon in pursuit of intense feeling, and suggested more related musings were to come. So here we are. The other day I was explaining to DP that my tendency to hyperfocus on the art project of the moment, complete with frustrating technical challenges, improbable learning curves, and rhetorical... Continue Reading →
Quick Reminder: If Your Career Doesn’t Fit and You Think You’re Fooling People, You’re Probably Not.
I had a performance review at work today, and it was surreal. That is not to say it was negative. By all accounts I am doing what I am paid to do, and doing it well. It was, however, suggested that recent changes to my job description might have "re-engaged" me. That is an interesting... Continue Reading →
Artist. (Narcissist, Sad-sack, Overgrown Child, Performative Mourner.)
It probably goes without saying that if you take yourself too seriously in middle school, you're gonna have a target on your back. If you're angsty and emotional - maybe most especially if you're angsty and emotional AND make art about it AND have the gall to show that art to people - you're gonna... Continue Reading →