It’s funny. Sometimes when I’m writing a lot at work, it makes it easier to write here. If the ideas are flowing in one place they flow freely in the other. In fact, sometimes it will go the other way too. If I’m having trouble writing a piece of copy at work, I’ll actually write something completely different and blog-like, and that will help kickstart whatever I’m trying to write job-wise.
The last couple of days though, not so much. Perhaps because I’m trying not to obsessively write about diabetes, dieting or exercise. I’m also trying to avoid general whining (although I’m do have quite the hate list going on right now, including such luminaries as the State of Maryland – 2 entries! – Janet Jackson – how the hell did she manage to lose 60 pounds in 4 months – and my car insurance company – and that’s just the start of the list.)
Or maybe it is this free lance art history project I’m working on right now. I bet you didn’t know that there was such a thing as free lance art history, but there is. Yes, back in the golden days of yore, we itinerant art historians used to wander the country, much like Caine from Kung Fu, or Fuller Brush salesmen, dispensing art criticism, discussing composition and symbolism, and speculating as to the artist’s influences. ‘Twas a grander, gentler time. Ok, not really. I happen to know someone who has an actual real art collection – a nice one – and they have hired me to write a brochure about the artists and art in the collection. It’s fun to use the art history part of my brain for something other than Jeopardy. Plus, I enjoy doing research like this and best of all I get to spend some quality time with the art.
I would love to have an art collection of my own someday, no matter how small. And I love most forms of art – painting, sculpture, photography, watercolors, etchings, glass, illustrations – just about everything, so there must be something I’ll like out there that will eventually be in my price range. Someday. But for now, I’ll content myself with enjoying other people’s art.
There, I managed to come up with something to say after all.
60 lbs in 4 months? Why can't I lose 20 in a year? oh yeah, not rich with the personal trainer.
(and perhaps the soda and chocolate covered yeast donuts are to blame. Maybe.)
janet jackson is weird. and obnoxious.
i was interning for Senator John Edwards when the whole Janet Jackson boob incident happened, and I had to deal with so many calls about that the day after....
Me: Good morning, Senator Edwards' office.
Caller: What's John gonna do about that Janet Jackson outrage!?
Anyways, art history freelance sounds very, very cool.